A Quiet Breath

i feel like i have been spoilt by the computer.

whenever i accidentally delete an important file, i can always go to the recycle bin to retrieve it, or whenever i make changes to a picture or an essay which i dont quite like, i can always 'ctrl-z' to get it back to its original form. unfortunately, the 'undo' function only exists in the virtual world.

a couple of months back, i threw away all the old letters that i used to received during my secondary school days, and its too late to regret because its probably in the incinerator or some recycling plant by now. yesterday, i accidentally missed a step on the staircase and twisted my ankle. and today, i said something hurtful to a friend which i wished i didnt. but well, its a pity i cant undo such mistakes. so i guess i just have to be more careful next time because there is no room for mistakes in reality, only room for improvement.

during my exams just now, we had to produce three essays of substantial length within the two-hour time frame. and the most frustrating thing was that i had to keep repeating and rewriting certain phrases that i wished i could had just copy and paste it wherever i need it, or write a 'x' and replace it with the actual phrase after the completion of my essay. but my answer booklet was no microsoft word document. it was just some plain foolscap paper with plenty of cancellations, correction tape and hardly legible scribbles all over the pages.

and sometimes in an exam, we can only write for as long as our fingers can hold the pen. when it comes to typing, it is just your fingers, your brain and the keyboard. there is no pen, no pain from gripping the pen too hard, and a lot of shortcuts to make your writing much easier and more efficient.