Like Lottery
Friday, April 14, 2006
Like Lottery
Who hasnt wished for a winng lottery ticket before.I mean,when you window shop at malls,you see this beautiful dress that costs a whooping three hundred dollars(Im not sure if that's possible,but let's say that it is for analogy's sake),but you havent got the cash to buy it.Right then,who wouldnt want a winning lottery ticket that has the winning numbers?You could turn into an overnight millionaire.
One day,you decide to head down to the nearest 7-Eleven to grab some soda,and along with that a few bars for the movie marathon you wanted to have for the night.Then as you are at the counter you felt lucky,and you decide to buy one of those scratch-and-win tickets.You hook out a ten cent coin and give it a shot.What do you know,you just won yourself one million dollars.
Now that you have the money at hand,you dont really know how to use it.I mean,you should be hysterically joyous about it,crying out loud and dashing into the streets thanking God,or perhaps the cashier at the counter for giving you that lottery ticket.But you didnt do all those things,but instead you just stood there wondering just exactly you should do with all the money.Donating it would seem like a waste,since you are not exactly in the charitable mood.Spending everything on yourself wouldnt seem right either,since that's just plain selfish of yourself.So you are stuck in this dilemma,troubled and confused over the sudden turn of luck in your life.
That,or rather an analogy of that has happened to me.I send an email to the people at White Tangerine,a cafe,the other day for an audition for one of their gigs.However,i never really expected them to reply,since they took forever to do so,and that's aside from the hope of scoring an audition.When i booked out this weekend i recieved the email from them,saying that they are willing to arrange some dates for us to audition and stuff.They set the date at 29th of April,Saturday for our audition and we are supposed to prepare a couple of songs for it.
Ive always wanted to do public gigs,sure.I mean,it's a kind of exposure,no?A sort of experience that is both scary and in a way,interesting i guess.Now that i am on the verge of accepting this deal,however,i am kind of hestitant of recieving it.Perhaps it is because of the fact that 29th of April is just a crazy date for me to get ready,considering the fact that i am on standby in camp,and stay-in camp at that and my vocation totally sucks.I havent got the time to practise,and i am not even sure if i can actually make it vocally on that day considering the bad case of flu that has been troubling me for the past weeks.
It's the irony,isnt it.Once you attain this sort of goal by the stroke of luck,you dont really know what to do with it.It's like most people out there,thinking about grabbing up a guitar and play it for their girlfriends.Initially it all sounds like this cool idea,to play a love song to your girlfriend on a big grassy field under the stars,with a picnic mat under you and perhaps a bottle of wine right next to it.So you decide to go out and grab this guitar and start learning it,but the moment you have it at the back of your car you dont exactly know what the hell you are supposed to do with it,if you are even capable of handling such an instrument.
I admit to my fears of this whole gig thing.Maybe it is the time given to me that is making me stressed out.I told Edmund(The dude in charge)that we were actually looking at a gig after our ORD,which is somewhere between November and December,not NOW.I am the kind of person who thinks long term,and i guess he thought otherwise about it.But oh well,i guess nonetheless i should start practising over the songs i want to do,since i am supposed to come up with a 30 to 45 minutes set piece for the performances on Saturdays.This is going to be a challenge,but an interesting one at that.
Unlike school,unlike the army,where i never felt that i belong,that i can perform.This time,im sure i can do this,i can pull this off.But i fear for myself,and i love the fear that is growing inside of me,in a strange sort of way.
Who hasnt wished for a winng lottery ticket before.I mean,when you window shop at malls,you see this beautiful dress that costs a whooping three hundred dollars(Im not sure if that's possible,but let's say that it is for analogy's sake),but you havent got the cash to buy it.Right then,who wouldnt want a winning lottery ticket that has the winning numbers?You could turn into an overnight millionaire.
One day,you decide to head down to the nearest 7-Eleven to grab some soda,and along with that a few bars for the movie marathon you wanted to have for the night.Then as you are at the counter you felt lucky,and you decide to buy one of those scratch-and-win tickets.You hook out a ten cent coin and give it a shot.What do you know,you just won yourself one million dollars.
Now that you have the money at hand,you dont really know how to use it.I mean,you should be hysterically joyous about it,crying out loud and dashing into the streets thanking God,or perhaps the cashier at the counter for giving you that lottery ticket.But you didnt do all those things,but instead you just stood there wondering just exactly you should do with all the money.Donating it would seem like a waste,since you are not exactly in the charitable mood.Spending everything on yourself wouldnt seem right either,since that's just plain selfish of yourself.So you are stuck in this dilemma,troubled and confused over the sudden turn of luck in your life.
That,or rather an analogy of that has happened to me.I send an email to the people at White Tangerine,a cafe,the other day for an audition for one of their gigs.However,i never really expected them to reply,since they took forever to do so,and that's aside from the hope of scoring an audition.When i booked out this weekend i recieved the email from them,saying that they are willing to arrange some dates for us to audition and stuff.They set the date at 29th of April,Saturday for our audition and we are supposed to prepare a couple of songs for it.
Ive always wanted to do public gigs,sure.I mean,it's a kind of exposure,no?A sort of experience that is both scary and in a way,interesting i guess.Now that i am on the verge of accepting this deal,however,i am kind of hestitant of recieving it.Perhaps it is because of the fact that 29th of April is just a crazy date for me to get ready,considering the fact that i am on standby in camp,and stay-in camp at that and my vocation totally sucks.I havent got the time to practise,and i am not even sure if i can actually make it vocally on that day considering the bad case of flu that has been troubling me for the past weeks.
It's the irony,isnt it.Once you attain this sort of goal by the stroke of luck,you dont really know what to do with it.It's like most people out there,thinking about grabbing up a guitar and play it for their girlfriends.Initially it all sounds like this cool idea,to play a love song to your girlfriend on a big grassy field under the stars,with a picnic mat under you and perhaps a bottle of wine right next to it.So you decide to go out and grab this guitar and start learning it,but the moment you have it at the back of your car you dont exactly know what the hell you are supposed to do with it,if you are even capable of handling such an instrument.
I admit to my fears of this whole gig thing.Maybe it is the time given to me that is making me stressed out.I told Edmund(The dude in charge)that we were actually looking at a gig after our ORD,which is somewhere between November and December,not NOW.I am the kind of person who thinks long term,and i guess he thought otherwise about it.But oh well,i guess nonetheless i should start practising over the songs i want to do,since i am supposed to come up with a 30 to 45 minutes set piece for the performances on Saturdays.This is going to be a challenge,but an interesting one at that.
Unlike school,unlike the army,where i never felt that i belong,that i can perform.This time,im sure i can do this,i can pull this off.But i fear for myself,and i love the fear that is growing inside of me,in a strange sort of way.
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