A Word of Welcome

Welcome to my afternoon tea party, where all the foods I supply remain edible forever!

I only tell the truth, as it has a high value to me. If one cannot trust my words, then what's the use of speaking them?

But you also have to be aware of the fact that the world isn't black and white. There are shades of grey between the truth and the lies.

By the way, I hope you do not mistake my High Tea for my Tea Party. I like to keep my thoughts and creations seperated.

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Now here are a few basic rules you must've been expecting:

-Do not talk when the mouth is full, swallow first
-Be cheerful in conversation
-If a course is set before you that you do not wish, do not touch it.

Though it's improper, you may indicate that you notice anything unpleasant in the food.

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zaterdag 27 juni 2009

Originality

Everyone's trying so hard to be original. I'm so tired of it.

We all try our best to be memorable. We feel we have to stand out to be worthwhile. Though of course, there are people who are content just being who they are, surrounded by familiar faces. I wonder how they manage to be like that. Maybe they just weren't born with narcissistic tendencies, like most of us. I guess they just don't feel the urge to prove themselves. Why should they, they're already surrounded by family and friends.

Still, I feel like the world is based on being original. It's hardly ever interesting when one does something that's been done before. Our internet profiles are able to look catchy and clever, if we just have to spend a few days on the layout. It's a hobby to some, but it's like a duty to most. There's also fashion; at certain age, we're expected to follow the mainstream when it comes to looks, but they are designed to look spontaneous and, yes, original. And when it comes to amaturistic philosophy (for example, this blog itself), one tries to be as clever as possible, proving the internet that they're an autonomous individual. And why shouldn't we? It keeps the world interesting, right? As long as we can combine it with blending in.

Well, I've spent my whole life being different but not original. At least, I might've stood out from the places I lived, but only because the internet taught me how to do so. Psychological problems were a great help, as well. And funny enough; In society I don't fit in, so I find refuge in the internet. On the internet, I'm an invisible little pixel, a tiny wave in the ocean, with nothing much to say. How ironic is that? And still I try my hardest to perfect every little thing I put up here, my thoughts, my drawings, may layout... because there's still a possibility that some stranger from across the globe may stumble upon it, somehow.

I could go on and on about this, but I musn't grumble. Perhaps I should enjoy others' originiality a bit more, and stop worrying about my own insignificance.

~With love, Fifi