Monday, 30 January 2012

Internet Famous

Being famous is one of those 'you win some you lose some' situations. On one hand your famous! everyone knows your name and appreciate what you do, you have lots of money and are able to do tons of extravagant things and go anywhere you want in the world. But, on the other hand ... you're famous, everyone knows who you are and you have tons of haters and on lookers critiquing every little thing you do. One blemish to your look, personality or image and you're hated by thousands of people. You have nosey people everywhere you go, invading all your personal space. sure you can travel the world, but you'd be bombarded with fans (or haters) everywhere you go.

I love the idea of being remember. It's what I live to achieve and being famous would definitely do that ... but, there are too many cons for me to want that. I think a happy medium would be to be Internet famous, via either YouTube or having a great blog or whatever. something that thousands of people will watch, but no hundreds of thousands.

To have a 'small' community of people gather around you and appreciate what you do sounds fantastic to me.

So now ... to achieve my goal of being Internet famous ... I'm gonna have to start being funny or clever or epic or ... a cat



Monday, 16 January 2012

I Am a Rock

Simon and Garfunkel's I Am a Rock is a song that best describes me and my opinions and my thoughts and well basically everything.
The below that are coloured are the ones that really hit home I suppose

A winter's day
In a deep and dark December
;
I am alone,
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I've built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate.
I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
Don't talk of love,
But I've heard the words before;
It's sleeping in my memory.
I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I have my books
And my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

And a rock feels no pain;
And an island never cries.

I'm not really sure what else to say ... it's a good song, one of my favourites actually.