End of the 24th on the 24th

Finally me being 24 on the 24th of September is coming to an end. Mostly because, well, it was the hardest year of my entire life … so far. All the worst things that life can bring together in the one year i knew was going to be big. But big was bad. A bit like the Big Bad Wolf.

It made me think about what i would have done differently if i could. So many have told me that it’s better to just not regret and move on, but i realised that sometimes we need to regret. Without regret i feel we would simply not find the light afterwards, not learn. I am still searching for my light and maybe now that my cursed year has ended i may find some peace.

The one thing that i kept strong was positive thinking. That is important. That in the darkest of times there is still hope. However real or unreal hope may be at the time, fake or not, it is important and in my case it is the only thing driving me. I have begun exercising thoroughly, taking my body to it’s limits. For once you reach your limits, you can break them. That is when you become the better part of yourself, that is what i am working for. Sometimes we lose people close and it’s ok to be sad, but what is more important is that we don’t lose ourselves. Exercise for me seems to not only be strengthening my body but it has helped strengthen my mind and keep me alive. Turning 24 was the worst thing for me, but maybe turning 25 tomorrow will bring change into my world, and i’m not talking the copper kind. Even after all the bad, there was one good thing that came out of the horrors and that i’ll hold close. I just wish the future can bring more good than bad, who knows, maybe i’ll be surprised.

Thanks for reading.

 

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There Is No One More Uncanny!

(Part 4)

Today is the birthday of Linu Hamid a great inspiration to me and much of what i am. She is the director of The Uncanny Collector, a blog based on her great artwork that has come to be. She isn’t just an ordinary artist. She with her blog has decided to show the world what it is like to be inside the mind of a graphic illustrator. So what does this mean you say? Well we have all seen great artwork, but never how the art of one develops and becomes what i can only perceive as “amazing”.

She will of course be reading this, thinking, “My work isn’t amazing!”. But that just proves that she can be wrong too (oh yeah). Since i have known her, her work and art has always been of the highest quality and now people of the world, you too can see it for all that it is, don’t expect all of it to be there, after all, it’s development and to see all the greatest, you must wait and read and watch closely, as i most definitely do. After all it was her who inspired me to do the things you see on my blog, if anything, i owe her every piece of thanks i am.

There was a time when she would sit there working and drawing and not a single soul would see it, because it would be hidden under her arms at all times, like a masters next greatest masterpiece. She has a very unique style that can be seen as sometimes eerie, cute, simplistic, emotional and often with a great deal of fantasy. I am here to say, please take a look, admire, like, comment and drool.

It’s now 2 am and i end this with a great thank you to Linu for all that she has helped me with and a great bow to the work i have seen her do. Happy Birthday!

Linu’s Blog: The Uncanny Collector

Linu’s Flickr Photostream: pandabot_chun

 

 

P.S. Part 5= Sends you an electronic envelope

In Sickness and in Cake!

It’s been a week since my last post, well first post, well first and last post. Well anyway and a darn bug is going around infecting people with tummy sickness. Yep i’ve been infected too. It’s funny how when i’m ill i seem to think about about things more. Like life and what i’m doing and would like to do. Maybe it’s because you have time to lay there like a zombie, clutching your tummy and murmuring “urrghh” and “ooohhh” and “braaiiinnnnsss”. Good thing is that its not what i’ve been doing. No matter how it is i like to keep active.

Worse thing is, it’s my birthday tomorrow. I don’t like birthdays. We’ll i don’t like my birthdays, but i like celebrating other’s birthdays. Technically we are celebrating the day of our birth (long sigh) day anniversarized every year. To think we celebrate a time when we were once pure minded little tots. Then pushed into a world of corruption and control, we grow. But if there’s one thing i’ve learnt it’s that when a plant grows from a little seed, it’s got to go through dirt before it sees the light. That dirt i guess is the very difficulty we each face. Our dirt is unique to ourselves and only we can push through it. And i am not talking about a number 2. When your in schools, you have to learn to adjust into the world itself; like when i first realized that when a teacher said “Go wash your mouth out with soap!”, it didn’t mean i go to the classroom sink and shove a soap bar down my throat. Well just in my mouth really. That was me realizing that there are certain things that you just can and cannot do; it is how the world functions. From that day on i have always loved the taste of soap. Then comes secondary school where you actually try to fit into society. Friends, family, that sort of stuff. This is when our personalities really start to develop and so this is what i believe to be our critical point. What we learn here will define us. Then college where we develop ourselves into adults, learning about life and money and how from this point forward we are going to feed the economy in order to get our food back. Well, only a slice back. After this we decided on our life’s goals. Not all of them, but i think the ones we perceive as foreseeable or fathomable. I went through university as well as i thought it necessary to get that little piece of paper that defines to the government my skills and talents. Not accurate i would say. But nevertheless paying my lucky sum of £3000 fees i managed to suffice.

I will be 24 years old on the 24th of the ….  oops ran out of 24s. I like the sound of it. It’s funny how if we really think about it we are stupid (Don’t worry i’m not insulting you, maybe just me). Just asking yourself, “Are you cleverer than you were last year?”. Yep i am. Then that means last year i was stupider than this year. But that also means now i’m stupider than next year, darn i’m stupid haha. But that also means that i’m also cleverer than i was last year. So if we really think about it,  we are stupid and clever. Haha made you think i was calling you stupid. I guess what is really cool to celebrate is that year after year we’ve learnt so much more to the very knowledgeable minded people we are today; and we all have knowledge; yep even you little monkey. Wait, why is there a monkey reading my blog. Oh and the cake.

R

P.S. Subscribe or comment and i’ll send you cake via email. Ok maybe in 50 years time when we can defragment the molecular structure of any given substance and email it to any recipient, who therefor can rebuild it and enjoy it for its very tasty creamy cakiness.