Few months back, i was hired by a "company" as the artist to write the pieces of paper into the way we order to in our own way, drawn a meaningful masterpiece in those papers. As an artist, the way we perform is different to each other some are very nice while some are terribly ugly. Each year since 2007, i have serve this "company" for 2 weeks only during May or June. My principal is very easy, don't take the paper away, never take opportunity towards the paper since they just newly drawn neither nice or not, write down the information as they wanted and draw a map to them, so they will have a nice day.
I was team up in 1 of the 4 team, our boss selected us according our back ground and experience. Yes, we manage to get through our hard time and enjoy drawing the paper beautifully and excellence. At the end we manage to beat the rest and enjoy our victorious moment, we felt proud and ego at that time. Wow, i couldn't forget that, hehe. During that time, i promise myself to perform the best and help the rest who needed as i found out most of the paper still have space and blank. I WILL DRAW AND WRITE IT NICELY i told myself.
Coincidentally, there is a piece of paper flew across me, and i realize the paper still look so pure and white even though being drawn and write. I also realize the paper had scars in the memories. Therefore, I decided to help out and guide it to the proper way. Sadly, i'm not a genius and perfect, but i still i take the challenge and i gamble 50%-50% because it worth of friendship. I always believe my instincts and it prove me right most of the time. Until....
Time, maybe i took too long to solve the puzzle, but I never realize. I'm very happy for each time i able to help it out. I volunteer....but I a human who independent for too long, since 2001 as my sibling and parent busy with their work at the same time i grown.
Somehow, i think I've broken my own principle in this few days. Maybe i never realize before, maybe i just too focus towards my part-time work, maybe I too self fish...until these few days the story began. For me, the paper just like turn into drug when i didn't realize. I addicted to its and i wanted more, but my ego-ness remind me that every movement has it own consequences and i might lost everything(I VERY KIA SU). I can't do anything, i can't make any right decision other than hiding and evading. the thing i can do is wish that the paper able get what its wanted.
I wish I only a factory robot, so that anything i did it wrong got technician come and repair......i wish......wow,
Richard always the strongest!!!! but he finally falls, sob sob & haha.....a new begin