Ok, finally got around to changing the introduction text. But as you can see, I'm too sianz to write a proper one, so am going to blabber on in hopes that you will get an idea of what sort of person I am by guessing. Yeah, the format of this blog is crap. I haven't got around to fixing it. Later lah.. Much later...
It has been recently brought to my attention tat with each entry I sound increasingly depressed. So therefore I am nw going 2 make an effort 2 sound jovial! (Easier said than done). Many ppl like 2 make up imaginary agony n angst, a fine example being those Korean n Japanese dramas, n probably myself, nw that I think of it. I, n my life, am not as dismal, dark, n damp as I make it sound. Things r actually going pretty fine. Except 4 1 or 2 slight bumps, which I'll not bore u with details of. Pick up any magazine or book, walk into any school art exhibition, n u'll see hw much ppl like 2 focus on e gloomier side of things. Read e national geographic, coral reefs in danger, e terrors of cocaine, child prostitution- articles filled with bleak words leap up from e page. Switch on e television, watch a movie. Sob stories, sob stories, n more sob stories. I think it takes so much more of a genius 2 fill others with joy rather than tears. So much more skill goes into a picture or a piece of art that possesses e power 2 instill in others a sense of wonderment n bliss, than one only capable of bringing horror n gloom. How much more brilliance goes into a piece of writing that cn uplift us into another realm. Much easier isn’t it, 2 make a reader cry. Much easier isn’t it, 2 win an Oscar with yet another sob story.
