As a result of such a late night, I slept my entire morning away.
It comes to no surprise anymore. So much so that even my own mother won't bother to wake me for breakfast anymore. Not like I eat any.
I was surprised to see my dad sleeping in his room this morning. He's been gone for close to 2 weeks, away on business and travel. Brought back a lot of goodies as usual.
My dad's a collector. He collects all sorts of things. From the tiniest of magnets and keychains to the largest of paintings and figurines, he likes them all. My mom, on the other hand, hates it. She finds them a nuisance. She often complains about them being nothing but clutter in the house. That the items brought back from my father's travel were simply unnecessary.
I suppose she doesn't see value in those items. Not in the same way my dad sees them. Perhaps to him, every little trinket or every piece of artwork from a foreign land symbolizes something different- unique. Maybe he feels some form of accomplishment when he brings these things home and hangs them up on the walls of my house.
Admittedly, he boasts about them. He shows them off, to his friends, his family, to the world. He feels proud of them. Proud for having them. Every one of them, like a medal. And what a heartbreaking loss it would be if anyone of them were to ever break or go missing.
Maybe as he looks at them, they bring him back to the joys of his travel. They allow him to revisit the spectacular places he has been to. They remind him of his success. Coming from a small town, he'd never dream he would be able to set foot on places like this. And perhaps, these little things we usually call as souvenirs mean more than just a mere present.
After such a long train of thought, I find myself remotely similar to my dad. I do like to collect things as well. It may not be from across the sea but as I look around the my desk, I happen to recognize a couple of items that could be labeled insignificant, but to me, they're priceless.
I see old movie tickets, from 2 years ago; my 16th birthday. A handkerchief; the same one that held my tears when I attended James' funeral. Old diaries; the very ones that held my childish secrets and dreams.
I couldn't bare to throw them away. I'd feel as if I'm throwing a part of my life away. I mean, these are the things that mold you, no? The things that remind you of your past, good or bad. They define you, to a certain extent, and what a shame it would be if you were to be rid of them.
Okay rambling over. I love doing that to you readers. Engage you in a mindless rant about something that might not be of any importance :)
I spent whatever I have left of the day making the poster for Taylor's Society of Performing Arts. Well, I'm in it but I'm not acting for this play. Anyway, we're staging a play called The Room and it's basically a pretty deep and dark play. But there will be another one after that called The Bathroom, which would be a more light-hearted play as opposed to the former.
Honestly, I think it sucks. It lacks effort. I think I can do better if only I had a better sense of focus for this poster. We'll see what the director says.
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Alright Hancock's (Jon Khoo) tag. Long delayed, but finally here :)
1. A picture of you at the most unique environment:
Describe the environmentThe very place they filmed Tomb Raider. The very ground Angelina Jolie stepped on. The very air she breathed. Can't get more unique than that haha.
2. A picture of you at somewhere you dislike :
Describe why you dislike that place
It's school. I don't hate it, but it's close to disliking it. I was only there for the friends. Plus, I couldn't any better images. Why would I even think of taking a picture of myself being at somewhere I dislike?
3. A picture of you with someone that means a lot to you :
Who is that person & What that person did to you before
Jonathan Gordan :) He's been an amazing friend for the past 2 years. Always there for me whenever I need him. (By the way, this was a hard question because so many people mean so many different things to me)
4. A picture of you with your best smile ( mouth open) :
Why were you smiling?
Trying to imitate Marcus' smile :D
5. A picture of you with your best smile (mouth closed) :
Were you posing or natural smiling?
Naturally smiling? But I was posing for the camera. I don't get it.
6. A picture of you with your lamest pose :
Give this picture a caption
Our cupcakes are the best.
7. A picture of you with a person that stands on the top of your heart
Is that person treating you like how you are treating him/her?
Such a hard request. I'm not even sure who stands at the top of my heart :\
8. A picture of you with some toys or cute stuff :
What are you with?My Monster! I love it. And it's belly button haha ;p
9. A picture of you in white shirt :
Why were you wearing white instead of black?Evidently, this shirt looked best in white.
10. A candid picture with you and your friends :
Do you look good?I look retarded.
TAG 10 PERSON
No way.
PS: Super long post! :)