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[tylerthirst]

dear idiary bart here. if i were to legally change my name to bart simpson do you think i could get in trouble for it.

i think they’d be cool with it

[superambee17]

I thought you love me

You hooked up with your ex.

I thought you love me?

I gave you a chance.

I love you.

You lied to me repeatedly.

I thought you love me?

I gave you another chance.

I love you.

You went out and met up with a guy.

I thought you love me?

I cried and gave you one more chance.

I love you.

You chose your addiction over me.

I thought you love me?

You said you’ll never do it again,

I gave you another chance.

I love you.

I will stop now.

I will surely get tired typing,

Yes it was a lot.

Because I thought you love me.

#MyEx&iDiaries

[kegyaaa]

"trust". digital painting, 2017. #Kegya #Truth #Lie #Justice #Patience #Hope #Mask #Backstabber #illusion #tension #Pain #enthusiasm #iself #iphone #idiary #isms #ipattern #i_issues #idestiny #icode #ihusband #iselfishness #purity #beingtheworsepersonislove

[southeastasianists]

Felicia Yap was six when she was hit by a motorcycle near her home in Cheras here. Amazingly, she escaped unscathed except for her memory of it ― she remembers nothing of the accident.

But her parents did, though their recollections of the incident differed.

“The next thing I knew, I was in my dad’s car going to the clinic … My mum said it was a middle-aged person but my father said it was a young man. It struck me how differently people remember the same things.

“When you have nothing to go on… you don’t remember anything yourself and you utterly rely on other people’s memory of what happened… It makes things more complicated,” Yap, now 36, told Malay Mail Online in a recent interview.

This childhood incident eventually became a formative point in Yap’s fascination with the nature of memory and the act of remembering, culminating in her novel Yesterday, published this month by Wildfire Books, an imprint of Headline Publishing Group in the United Kingdom.

The book caused a stir in the publishing scene as the rights was auctioned for a six-figure deal after a bidding war.

Early in January, British paper The Observer named Yap among the “rising stars of 2017”, while the magazine Newsweek dubbed the launch as one of the year’s literary events.

According to Yap in several interviews, the idea for the high-concept novel surfaced when she was on her way to a ballroom dancing class: “How do you solve a murder when you can only remember yesterday?”

In the story, human memory for most people stops working after age 18, and people can only remember the past 24 hours. To cope with that, they keep electronic diaries invented by tech behemoth Apple ― the “iDiary.”

This technological aspect tends to intrigue her Asian readers, and Yap suggested it could be linked to the “deep-rooted fear of forgetting.”

“Memories are tied to our sense of self, our identities. If we don’t record this moment, chances are we would lose them and lose a bit of ourselves,” Yap said.

Scientist, journalist, historian, author

Yap herself seemed to have lived through many different identities before settling down as an author.

She first went to the UK to study biochemistry at the Imperial College and took a post as a researcher at the European Molecular Biology Laboratory in Heidelberg, Germany.

This scientific background appeared in the book’s explanation for the brain condition ― the decline of the cyclic adenosine monophosphate response element-binding protein linked to human memory.

She had also reported for The Economist and Singapore’s Business Times. But her time reading history in Cambridge ― her home for the past 12 years ― inevitably became the lynchpin of her novel, besides providing its setting.

“People remember the same events in very different ways… Memories are very fallible, they change over time, that’s why people come away with two interpretations of the same event,” she said, relating her dissertation of World War II prisoners in Malaysia, Singapore and Hong Kong.

“I read a lot of war diaries while constructing my dissertation… I read all those diaries, and important moments, when people were liberated at the end of the war or people were thrown in camps, these pivotal moments… It’s amazing how different people choose to remember them.”

Yap said she had to make a conscious decision as an author to decide what people should write in each entry.Yap said the experience shaped her process of writing the diary entries of the characters in her book; the only way for her characters to remember facts and feelings over certain events, and how to separate between the two.

“I have to make a conscious decision as an author to decide what people should write in each entry. Then I realise that people choose to remember things that make us feel.

“Things we remember particularly well, vividly are things that make us feel. Something strong ― it could be happiness, fear, or even anger,” said Yap.

Memories of Malaysia

Yap said she had fond memories of her childhood going to the Convent Jalan Peel school. One of her vivid memories was taking the infamous “bas mini”, which used to be an ubiquitous sight in the capital, for the daily 10-kilometre commute.

“It was not easy growing up in Cheras back then. For public transport, we had these pink little mini buses. They didn’t really stop at the bus stops, they just stop wherever.

“I remember once waiting for a bus to get home, they didn’t even stop for me. For six hours, I waited that day. I was only nine or 10 back then,” Yap related.

Yap admitted she never actually felt like she was an ethnic minority, neither in her birth country nor her current home. Her lack of privilege prior to her lucky break in the UK, was rather due to her family’s financial and education status.

In an interview with London-based paper Evening Standard, Yap revealed that her father “refilled ATMs for a living” and her mother was a clerk in a car workshop.

“Neither of my parents have been to university. It’s actually quite a challenge to go to university. Because you don’t have the existing family, the background. Parents who can afford to pay for your university education.

“My education was fully financed by scholarship and generosity,” she said.

Cognisant of this, Yap has announced a £3,000 (RM16,400) creative scholarship through her literary agency Curtis Brown Ltd, from the proceeds of her book deal. An aspiring writer will have the chance to attend a novel-writing course, and to be eligible should have at least one parent who did not go to university.

“I know how difficult it is to make a leap from a family background that is less privileged,” she said.

With Yesterday already making waves, Yap is already hard at work finishing the prequel Today. “I’d love to write Tomorrow someday. But I need to worry about today first,” she replied when asked about a possible trilogy.

A film deal for her debut novel is also being negotiated. All in all, exciting times for Yap. With so much to remember, how would she recall this in future? Does she even keep a diary herself?

“No. But I used to in my teens,” she replied, laughing.

[madrock]

[tabula-rara]

This has already graduated beyond a blank page: I feel as if I’m getting to know my tone, in a way. Granted, I haven’t tried my hand at various written voices, nor different shaped projects, it’s all very iDiary, but still. What a relief to know, in practice, that through practise things do change and improve, or you learn either more about your art or yourself (perhaps that you are or are not made happy in pursuing it. Not yet the latter, where I’m concerned). This growth is as yet only incremental, but it is still proof, which is then motivating.

*This is what they try and tell you isn’t it? Practise makes perfect. Oh, blimey: _honestly_!

[thenooneknowsthingy]

I won't forget this one

Hindi ko alam kung kailangan ko ba talaga tong idiary dito sa tumblr, wala lang type ko lang 😅.. Iseshare ko na para maalala ko paminsan minsan.

Yung boyfriend ko nga pala, sinamahan ko sya sa pag abay nya knowing na wala sya masyado makakabonding or baka ma OP sya sa event, all my thoughts for him. Then malaman ko almost tropahan style na din naman pala ang mga grooms men,. Nakakabotcha lang, nagmukha akong payong na iniwan lang nya sa isang tabi. Babalikan pag kailangan. Hindi nya ako priniority na kasama 😐😶😐 ,Syempre that time sinarili ko nalang, sanay naman ako ng naabuso eh.. Pero maseket sya s feeling ah.. Masakit para sa akin kasi never ever kong ginawa na maiwan sya sa isang event na alam kong hindi naman ako maa out of place kahit hindi na sya isama... Dahil ako yung tipo ng tao na kapag sinama ko sya hindi ko talaga sya maiiwan,malayo ngabako di na ko mapakali kung ok lang sya.. Syempre hindi ko sinabi to sa kanya,hindi ko alam kung batet nkakainsensitive n ba masyado ung state ko that time Parabgawin nya yun? Sana nalang talaga hindi nya ako sinama nalang.

[bouncingtigger10]

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Which day is it?

In this alternate Britain (world?), there are 2 types of people. They are differentiated by what they can remember in short term memories.  Monos, can only remember what happened today and need a reminder of what happened yesterday; duos can remember both days. Bot people  use Apple idiaries to record the important happenings of each day. Duos are only 30% of the population but hold the best jobs, monos are limited to lower paid often manual labour. The two types don’t marry each other, except that the couple in the story have – and for 20 years.

I found myself strangely reluctant to read to the end as the novelist is clearly writing it as a political statement – see the section about the 10 things you must know about a world where people would have full short term memory recall. Not all of which statements I agree with, but some certainly resonate.

The premise of the novel about the issues and short term memory just didn’t grab me as a metaphor for religion, race, ethnicity, skin colour or whatever Yap was intending it to be. I prefer these stories to be more straightforward.

[thecatandthekindle]

We are but the sum total of our digital presence. We use iDiaries and social media networks to define and delude ourselves, because they contain what we prefer to remember.

[namaewayukidesu]

#GameDev iDiary Reading this reminds me last game project. It’s a very common problem within game development. Last game project, I designed a game called Galaxy Strike. It’s a shmup genre. I had sketched idea, design level directly in Unity. I tested and arranged everything til I think It’s fine for me. But bcuz I tested again and again then the levels I designed become easy for me but hard to others. Bcuz I played them a lot. Sometimes I felt it’s boring that’s why I edited and made my level more challenging. But actually it only challenge for me but difficult to others. It’s hard for me to have sentitive first feeling when already playing levels million times. Btw, I still made data and difficult curves for every levels to estimate difficulties.

[kegyaaa]

"trust". digital painting, 2017. #Kegya #Truth #Lie #Justice #Patience #Hope #Mask #Backstabber #illusion #tension #Pain #enthusiasm #iself #iphone #idiary #isms #ipattern #i_issues #idestiny #icode #ihusband #iselfishness #purity #beingtheworsepersonislove

[felixleblhuber]

shot by me for i-D online

[nezmar]

"Godendo di una tazza di caffè caldo e mettersi al passo con Meg in questo mattina nebbiosa ."

[farahraradiptasaid]

"what kind of person are you?"

Well, i really love RED, i think it represents me so much ;)

[happilyevsafter-blog]

Hey shorty! I impulsively went inside a salon and asked to have a boy cut. Hahahah This is the right way to start my summer vacay! :)

[alanadg]

iDiary - His and Hers