The "Sona" Eclipse or How Do You Stop a "Bummed Out" Man??
Well... it couldnt get any worse... Stayed at home all day without doing anything the least bit significant, unless if you count downloading old sega games significant that is. I must say, i did go through jobstreet but didnt find anything of much interest. Would you ever count blogging significant? I think i'm just talking to myself here, more like monolougue-ing ala Anthony Bourdain? Anthony Bourdain is one of my heroes definitely... i try not to miss his show on travel and living at 3pm. Nobody actually reads what i blog so i think i'm crazy just doing this.
Well, just concluded 1 season of Heroes. So what have i learnt? In some way or another, you are significant and you matter to this world. I'm still wondering how i will contribute to this world. Same old same old thing... Get Rich, big house, big yacht... yada yada yada. Probably i'd invent something or maybe come up with a new word. hahaha... oxford would be so proud. Maybe i was born to draw? Drawing has always been what i wanted to do since i was young. Growing up made drawing the most important thing in the world, especially before u reach your teens. I did remember once in kindergarten when there was gonna be this arts drawing test. The teacher gave us a week to think of what to draw for the test. There i was, day and night, i knew exactly what to draw. A family of black panthers grazing through the savanna finding for food. I even dreamnt of that scenario every night preceding the drawing test(well, almost everyday). I knew that was it... the masterpiece, so to speak. And so the day came, with the confident strokes of the pencil, i drew the panthers and the savanna landscape. And since the panthers were supposed to be black, i colored them black. The test was drawing to a close and i was so proud of my work, until i noticed all around me... Kids were coloring their drawings (every color you can think of. think of the rainbow for example) and finishing up their work. It dawned upon me, other than the color of the trees and a few sandy patches, the color i had on my masterpiece was only black... Black does not equal to the perfect kiddy drawing. I was sweating... how did 1 whole week of planning backfire?! hahaha... i suppose my imagination was more suited for discovery channel rather than kindergarten kids central. Rule of thumb: More colors = Fantastic kid's artwork... Black = Drab and dull. And so i got only a C+. It was the day that i almost hated art and what it stood for. hahaha... But well, thats how life is... everybody does the same thing, everybody goes home happy... when you come up with something different, and you don't fit in... which pretty much sums up my whole life.
Labels: Listening to my air con run yet again. Loving the silence.