Toilet Time
Recently, I feel like I've hit what some people call a writers' blog and no longer know what to write. While I was writing for The Mafbrothers' or The PTWs', the fingers tapped naturally. Nowadays, they simply linger millimetres above the keyboard.
I believe it's the obligation to diary on the blog that's doing harm to creativity. And maybe, also the fact that I'm now staying less than 100 metres from school, which acts as a constant reminder that I need to spend more time on my études (studies), and should not be overly concerned with upkeeping the blog.
Whatever the reason, I have decided to spend more time in the toilet, to bi4 guan4 xiu1 lian4. I do not know what chemical reactions take place in my brain when I breathe in the Air of Toilet but it never fails to stimulate my thoughts, and churn out bizarre ideas as you guys would have realised from the 'regret bu regret' post.
It was in Chinese High that I realised the immense stimulating effect of Toilet Air. Everytime I had no ideas on what to write for an english composition, I would go and sit in the toilet. Somehow, the ideas would arrive. Everytime before an exam, I would visit the toilet too. To release liquid was secondary to breathing in the Toilet Air to get my brain warmed up, to get it in operation mode.
Some scientist out there ought to do a research on the relationships between the variation of one's brain activities when he's in toilet and when he's not. I would gladly volunteer for such an experiment because I am really curious how much being in the toilet improves my train of thoughts. Of course, I could imagine I would have to be all wired up and spend like hundreds of hours in the toilet before the researchers could come up with their results. But I'm willing to sacrifice in hope that I am not the only weirdo out in the world who thrives on Toilet Air. If it is scientifically proven that the brain performs better when one is in the toilet, our next generation might soon find their study table next to the toilet bowl. The word 'study table' will be exterminated from the Oxford dictionary, from the face of earth. And the word 'toilet' would take up a new definition - a place where you pee, shit and STUDY.
And while I spend more time in the toilet for the next few days, I leave you with the address of my favourite blogger: http://raining-noodles.blogspot.com.
While most people thrive on xiaxue, mr brown, mr miyagi etc, it is raining-noodles that I most enjoy reading. It was a tough decision to share her blog address with the rest of you because she was almost exclusively my read before this revealation. Now, she belongs to us, no longer just me.
Nonetheless, good things are meant to be shared and I am sure she will find avid readers in Jeff and Weijie.
Until my toilet break is over, enjoy your shower of noodles=)
I believe it's the obligation to diary on the blog that's doing harm to creativity. And maybe, also the fact that I'm now staying less than 100 metres from school, which acts as a constant reminder that I need to spend more time on my études (studies), and should not be overly concerned with upkeeping the blog.
Whatever the reason, I have decided to spend more time in the toilet, to bi4 guan4 xiu1 lian4. I do not know what chemical reactions take place in my brain when I breathe in the Air of Toilet but it never fails to stimulate my thoughts, and churn out bizarre ideas as you guys would have realised from the 'regret bu regret' post.
It was in Chinese High that I realised the immense stimulating effect of Toilet Air. Everytime I had no ideas on what to write for an english composition, I would go and sit in the toilet. Somehow, the ideas would arrive. Everytime before an exam, I would visit the toilet too. To release liquid was secondary to breathing in the Toilet Air to get my brain warmed up, to get it in operation mode.
Some scientist out there ought to do a research on the relationships between the variation of one's brain activities when he's in toilet and when he's not. I would gladly volunteer for such an experiment because I am really curious how much being in the toilet improves my train of thoughts. Of course, I could imagine I would have to be all wired up and spend like hundreds of hours in the toilet before the researchers could come up with their results. But I'm willing to sacrifice in hope that I am not the only weirdo out in the world who thrives on Toilet Air. If it is scientifically proven that the brain performs better when one is in the toilet, our next generation might soon find their study table next to the toilet bowl. The word 'study table' will be exterminated from the Oxford dictionary, from the face of earth. And the word 'toilet' would take up a new definition - a place where you pee, shit and STUDY.
And while I spend more time in the toilet for the next few days, I leave you with the address of my favourite blogger: http://raining-noodles.blogspot.com.
While most people thrive on xiaxue, mr brown, mr miyagi etc, it is raining-noodles that I most enjoy reading. It was a tough decision to share her blog address with the rest of you because she was almost exclusively my read before this revealation. Now, she belongs to us, no longer just me.
Nonetheless, good things are meant to be shared and I am sure she will find avid readers in Jeff and Weijie.
Until my toilet break is over, enjoy your shower of noodles=)
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