Hahaha. Right my VBF? *bitch laugh insert here*
I don’t have really someone like “someone” in mind (or at heart) right now but I’ve been saving this animation video from YouTube that I found from one of my friends in Facebook. It has been receiving reviews and comments until now, different interpretations, good and bad feedbacks but it’s undeniably recognizable. I can’t simply place one meaning from my own point of view because each time I watch it, it gives me a different meaning. It has that moving power I guess that will touch hopeless romantics like me.
It comes to me like a real dance… a ballet interpretations full of emotions. The animation, the movement worked well (or vice versa) with the music.
Kudos and hats off to the person (or group) who conceptualized, worked and created this animation ^_^
I liked it. No… I loved it. I hope at least you’ll like it too…
I read over Bangkok Recorder yesterday that Thais, both city cleaners and volunteers, are cleaning up today. Latest information and photos I’ve viewed and shared here came from Bangkok Recorder and my dear friend Gian who’s working and currently residing in Bangkok.
It moves me how the Thais help out in cleaning the mess that the months of protest left behind. I honestly don’t choose sides (or colors) but like what I mentioned in my previous entry, it broke my heart learning about what has happened to Bangkok and how Central World Mall plus other buildings were destroyed. Now, thanks to good news, like any other storm there’s a bright light making way, even leaving a rainbow of hopes ^_^
The kid you see in photo above (thanks again to Bangkok Recorder for sharing this) is the youngest among the volunteers to clean up. I found a few more photos of the Bangkok cleanup by this local Thai freelance photographer. Too bad he didn’t allow me to post his photos here in my blog. Just check out his link here. I could just imagine how fast the clean up and the recovery Bangkok can have with all great gesture it’s getting from both city workers and community volunteers. I bet they’ll be able to clean up faster than the Philippines getting cleaned up from all these election campaign posters-junks still scattered or hanging in its streets!
Tonight, I am in my place watching over the busy streets below me.
I live on a street perpendicular to a gimik place. I came home later than my usual time going home. Traveling time is longer than usual.
Unlike any other nights, I walked the whole stretch of that busy street down until I reach the street where I live. My primary reason was to wake me up. I am tired from work and lack a decent sleep since I came home already 2 this morning and went back to work at the office a little past 9:00 AM.
Woke up at 5:30 AM.
I hear some laughter below my place. A gay bar is located a few steps from my building. Obviously, they ARE having fun.
I may be sounding like a grumpy, old and bitter complainant. I may be. I may be not. I’m just running down some thoughts here that strikes me once in a while. I tend to notice things happening around me lately. Perhaps, partially I am assessing my life.
Where I am now is the product of what I did prior to today and to what lead from yesterday. I do have regrets and the “what if’s”. Who doesn’t? I rant and I bitch around… well, lately, I am bitching. Hahaha! That’s one major learning this life taught me!
Funny thing is I complain when I have lots of things to do in my hand and yet, I am saddened when I have nothing at hand. Feeling useless and sudden thoughts lingers in my head. Thoughts I don’t care about before and now bothers or even haunts me. Questions, questions, questions… Ha! I am a normal human being after all. Humans are never satisfied.
It just struck me a while ago that I have no definite plans in my life. Well, I used to have before. Have a kid of my own, if there won’t be any man beside me but at least a kid to raise. But before that, I have to make sure that I can give this future child of mine a life if not equal should be better than what I am having. Then, it changed to living by myself and a pet dog, stable life. Stability is another word that is profound and uncertain for me right now.
I do live my life day by day. Surviving day by day. Troubled if my money would reach up until my next pay check. If I am asked now how and where I see myself 5 years from now, honestly, I’d panic. I do worry. Yes, I am a worrier… and a pleaser of others. I try to remove the pleasing part. All my life as I recall revolved around others. It’s hard to take it away but it’s a big step that I finally accepted that fact.
Where to start? Which one to retain? Where to go? Have alternatives?
One step at a time.