August 29, 2011 § 2 Comments
Any creation should come from a need. The point of creation is to suffice an existing problem. A creation without a need is pointless.
August 29, 2011 § 2 Comments
There are times when I get really philosophical. Although not in a Aristotlic way, it happens now-and-then. While reading some random articles or novels, while walking back home, while listening to music, or sometimes even when I am drunk as fuck.
Anyways, at that point time, I just come up with random quotes and statements that wouldn’t/couldn’t/shouldn’t/doesn’t always make sense. But they sure sound philosophical.
So, I realized that, it is better to blurt it out than to burn it in (ah! see something like that). From now on I am going to dedicate a category for this kinda mind twisting, life questioning, self analyzing stuffs.
August 25, 2011 § Leave a comment
The raindrops hit the ground.
Telling the world to
cool the fuck down.
The thunderous thunders.
Their sound so overwhelming.
The big bullying city,
in the quiet sneaky night,
hides behind those sound.
Feeling puny. Feeling owned.
The mighty lightning, illuminating
the darkest of alleys.
So bright, so intense.
Lashes the darkness into oblivion…
at least for that little second.
The rain settles down.
Then and now,
reminding of the wrath
it could cause. With its
furious thunders echoing, as if
a watchful eye above.
The night resumes its quietness
The world back to normal,
minding its own way.
Getting ready for the next day.
August 20, 2011 § Leave a comment
My boss once said to me that, “If you really don’t know what to do with your life, join an advertising agency”.
I was offended, I really was. I was trying to counter his statement for a while but I gave up. I mean, come on, you can never really talk down your boss… at least, as long as you want to keep working for him.
Anyways, I never thought about it for some time, until this one lazy Wednesday afternoon, while dozing in my favorite couch at work. It hit me right then. I wanted to evaluate myself. Nothing major. Just a small list of pros and cons of my basic life-saving skill set(s).
When I finished the list, it was awkward. I felt very awkward defending against that statement. I realized that, at the time I joined advertising, I really did not know what to do with my life. Seriously. I had no where else to go. I was not fit for any big money making jobs, you know, like a doctor or a lawyer or a gigolo or whatever.
But to tell you the truth, this is one of the best thing that has happened to me. It is the most resourceful place to work in. You get to learn so much stuff. Important and dumb (by the way, I’ve realized that it is very important to learn and understand the ‘dumb’). Also, its a funny place to work in. You get to meet tons of weirdos in different levels.
The cool egotistic young creatives. The always-grinning-assholic account executives. The over cooked hard working studio guys. People with “creatively” funny titles that doesn’t make any sense. And of course the clients. The all-glorious-never-satisfied-big-logo-wanting clients. I truly think they were born to raise hell. Or sometimes, were just born with half a brain.
What makes it interesting among all this is that, there is always something crazy happening. With all these kind of people around, no day is the same. Now, where else would I want to work. So be it, I might have not had any clue when I joined. But now…
To boil it down to one point. Advertising is a place where in the name creativity and brand building, we have a blast.
August 6, 2011 § Leave a comment
How my conversation went with a beer I met today.
Me: Hey you look frosty.
Beer: *Din’t say anything*.
Me: I am going to grab you right now.
Beer: Still, *din’t say anything*.
Me: Im gonna take off your top.
Beer: Again, *din’t say anything*.
Me: Im gonna drool you inside me.
Beer: *The same reaction*. *Din’t say anything*.
Me: *Gulp* *Gulp* *Gulp*, ah! baby you taste so good. *burp*.
Beer: *Frothing*. *Din’t say anything*.
(After a couple of more gulps)
Me: Oh baby you make me feel so good. Happy Beer’s Day sweety.
Morale of the story: Beers don’t say shit. But they get the job done.
August 4, 2011 § Leave a comment
For some some reason, people keep saying that this is the right time for me to revisit my “New Year Resolution”. And every time they say that, I start looking at them like sheep. They appear to me like a blind man following a blind man.
Well, I am completely against the idea of making plans for the whole goddamn year. And for some reason it has to be good, it has to be noble and it has to be self righteous. And if we don’t live up to it, we suck. What the fuck, right?
Its not that its pointless making up resolutions. Its just that, if we have to start or quit something, it doesn’t have to be the first day of the year. It has to spontaneous. Doesn’t it. The anytime-anywhere-anyplace thing…
So I just look back at the half gone year and I think, “whoa! its August already”. As far as my progressiveness goes, it’s been 70:30. Happy enough. A ‘New Year Resolution’ would’ve fucked that up, seriously.