i have an infectious laugh.

i do!

i can remember all the times i faced this super lame joke, and that was just it. i started laughing, and laughing, and laughing. "like a machine gun", they said.

and something about my laughter makes people laugh. so they just call me to shuddup. upon which i will laugh even harder. and they will started laughing a lot too.

sometimes, they beg me to stop laughing. and thats the worse. cause i will laugh for a good 3 more minutes if you say that.

it doesnt happen just around anyone.. cause it depends on the people you are with.. it used to happen at home.. but no longer. it used to happen during CO also.. the practices. it was so amusing.. but it can no longer happen again either. and, it used to happen sometimes with the Spastics. well i still do laugh with chenhoon but i think thats it.

so now.. it's at SPH every week. i really really treasure these times with them. for two years plus in school, i've felt that most people around me think i am a fool, because i waste my life away on drawing. i draw, and draw, and draw. everything's art to me. everything about my life is art.

and somehow people just can't grasp that. lately, this year, i've felt this loneliness even more.

until i met the group. it's wonderful. you don't have to ask how much each other loves drawing.. we just know everyone there is the same in one way. different in many, but truly united because of one big similarity, and the most important one too. we are special.

when with these people, i feel like the happiest i do in all week. it takes away my mind from school, from irritating people, from everything else. i want to say that i feel truly happy with you guys. the laughter proves it. no, really.

peixuan goes "NO, DON'T START LAUGHING AGAIN," like once every 3 minutes. i think you guys will just have to bear with me. i like you all too much. (: too much.

just like art.

when i read something, i imagine how the scene would be like and how it can be drawn out. when i hear the word draw, sketch, art, photography or design, my ears perk up and i can throw away everything on my hands just to go have a look. when i see an exceptionally beautiful scene, all i can think is how great it would look on paper or computer.

when people get more exposure or contact with art, i'm jealous. superbly jealous. very jealous, till the point i cry.

all my life i only knew to learn on my own how to draw and then marvel at the works of others. i was born with it. it was from my dad, but yes i learnt on my own everything. since i was seven i was drawing sailormoon on the birthday cards for my dad. hahaha..

Jiahao described it very very well. "we are born to be create"
it might sound very like BIG and eoistic.. but i really like that phrase. somehow, it strikes something within me. i can't place my finger on it.

the day when i no longer can do art, which i think will be a few years from now, shall be the day i die.