Funny thing is, I already typed up another post thinking this was the same “Seven random things about you” chain which I dead ended last year, with three extra things. I just found out that it’s “Ten things that make me feel happy”.
1) Technology –
Although the past week has been a black one for most stuff around me. First my phone memory card goes bust, and then the one I buy to replace it turns out to be slightly incompatible, so I have to wait another week till they get a different brand down. Then I break the glass turntable in the microwave. Then my monitor stops working, so I’m stuck with a crummy 15-inch. Thoughts of sabotage entered my mind when the bus I was traveling in broke down in the middle of the road today.
2) Music –
I just ripped “The Flying Carpet”. No, it’s not the Aladdin soundtrack. Nice, relaxing music. Although I do push in the occasional Alter Bridge. Something unpleasant happened this last week in music. I copied off all the new music on my brother’s mp3 player like I usually do, and was assailed by the likes of S Club 7 and NSync. Apparently, he had autofilled it with random tracks from his office.
3) Weird stuff, like have you ever noticed that you can’t lick your elbows?
4) Laughing –
Most recently, at the audience on the Tyra Show. Those people have been dragged over from a telemarketing show methinks. And considering that everyone who appears on the Tyra Show is either terribly maimed or nutty as a fruitcake, or both if you count Tyra, they appear to be what is scientifically called “Tasteless Bovines”
5) Messed up situations –
I was about 8 years old. And I was at a funeral. We were all gathered round the grave, some fifty-odd people. My cousin(6) and I were way at the back. Suddenly, he grabs my sleeve and points. I turn to see a skull, dug up by some dog and just showing out of the ground. We both start shouting “A skull! A skull!” not in panic, but out of sheer excitement. You can imagine what sort of reaction this caused in the adults. Each of them spun round and stared at us as if we had just murdered the poor guy. Two kids shouting out in joy about a dead guy’s bones is not something you particularly like to hear if your husband’s just passed away. Needless to say, our parents came and dragged us away, apologizing profusely for our “misconduct”.
6) Reading stuff –
But I already mentioned this in the earlier post.
7) Taking pictures of stuff –
I’m not sure if I’m qualified to call myself an “Amateur Photographer”. I used to make money off it when I was in the school club, but now it’s just regular random pictures of whatever is interesting. But by far the worst part is when relatives ask you to take pictures of various social events. Sometimes, that would be fine, but not when there’s another professional guy there, jumping about like spider-man. Photographers are very much like lions. Not in that we pee on rocks, but that we’re very territorial. If I walk into another guys turf, he will take me down, either by making my pictures look bad or resorting to the deadliest attack – laughing at my camera. Between his evil looks and the comments of relatives to the tune of “*giggle“, “Ohh look who’s taking pictures“, and “Make sure you focus right this time” you sort of lose interest in your hobby.
8) Sarcasm –
“Someone who tries to peddle sarcasm as a higher form of wit”. That’s me. Probably because it’s easier.
9) Strangely, Making stuff –
As in virtual things. Mostly in Cinema 4D and Photoshop. It’s just fun when the bean man you made learns how to walk right. Or when you have the power to sadistically twist the limbs of your creation, and put it back the way it was again. Although it’s no fun having to wait a few minutes for renders to complete…
10) Life –
The fact that we, and not fire breathing rabbits, were chosen to rule this earth, is great!
Although I must admit a different type of scourge, in the form of the fire-breathing feminist, is threatening civilization today. hehehe… Don’t flame me, please(No pun intended). Just got too many e-mails with “How great is a woman” etc. in the subject line.
Like last time, I don’t know anyone who hasn’t been tagged already. Woe is me. I doubt this chain is goig to end because of me, so ciao for now!