Wednesday, 28 July 2010

Writting your story...What is Love?

I always wondered what this over exaggerated phenomenen is? Love... I think the people in my school get Love confused with Lust. Because in my opinion love is a emotional, physical, spirtual process by which you grow attached to someone. Okay, LoL enough with this philosophical me :D

Thursday, 22 July 2010

Bus journey

--------------- So, one day I was on the bus and I imagined this story- so I then wrote it- Enjoy! I was walking up the stairs on the 182 bus and as I got to the top I turned around my eyes searching for a double-free seat. Instead it caught to my attention that all the passengers were staring at me sharply, I was so confused.. I walked slowly to an empty seat I found on the fourth row, sat down and tried my best not to laugh, strangely enough that's what I felt like.. To laugh.. In awkward situations I find myself giggling, although this wasn't awkward this was scary if anything, all of their heads facing me at my seat I began to worry, they looked like normal average day to day people, I threw my head down and looked out the window, hoping this will distract me and make the people stop staring, maybe I was his very paranoid and infant no one was looking at me..
The bus driver announced a diversion.. I began to hesitate should I get of now? Too late he shut the door and drove off .. Okay that's fine i will make it home for before it gets fully dark.. I thought. The bus takes a long route. I'm panicking. I rush downstairs demanding to be let out , but it was as if the bus driver was deaf dumb and blind... The whole of downstairs of the double decker bus was empty whereas where I came from upstairs was packed.. Now I noticed the strangeness of this bus. I needed to get off. I pressed the emergency open button ontop of the door. Nothing. I pressed agin. Nothing. I was shaking. Scared because I'm not familiar to this area, and the speed of the bus isn't helping neither is the silence. I ran back upstairs in search of some help. "The bus driver isn't responding and we are heading towards the middle of nowhere, can someone please hear me, anybody? This isn't funny, who's got an phone? Anybody?" no one twitched a inch.. I headed close to a teenage girl, I looked at her eyes, she looks so real with brown eyes fair skin, she was pretty, fashionable not much older than me, I waved into her face, not even blinking. I was shaking my head uncontainably, why was no one hearing me? Where am I going?

My Artssy Farrtsy!

I love doing art, and drawing... shall i become a artist? artsyyyy fartsyyy?
Art is a diverse range of human activities and the products of those activities; this article focuses primarily on the visual arts, which includes the creation of images or objects in fields including painting, sculpture, printmaking, photography, and other visual media. Architecture is often included as one of the visual arts; however, like the decorative arts, it involves the creation of objects where the practical considerations of use are essential—in a way that they usually are not in a painting, for example. Music, theatre, film, dance, and other performing arts, as well as literature and other media such as interactive media, are included in a broader definition of art or the arts.

Seeing the world from another view

I cannot wait to go travelling, I wanna explore the middle east and aid all the children and help the poor and view the landscapes, I want to go through the entire asia and explore and learn, understand the cultures and use my keen eye to be wise... I can't wait, so far I have only been middle east and Europe.. But I will accomplish my dream, if not real in my dreams..lol