a reason to laugh, or not...

When I told my friends I was going to be a comedian, they laughed at me
~ Carrot Top ~

Not with reference to myself.

I dont think I could handle a thousand pair of unfamiliar eyes (for that matter, not even one pair) staring at me, wondering what am I going to say next, when am I going to trip, why am I making excuses for silly jokes...

I have a lot of respect for comedians, I do. I admire them for what they do, and what they represent. You might expect them to be eloquent and grammatical, but not all of them are. It's the voice, sarcasm, body language, the look in their eyes - that makes them so unique. And intelligent.

They say clowns are unhappy people. I see them as... they are scary and scaring people!! Anyways... I like the sense of humour in comedians in that it is bitter-sweet storytelling, with a little bit of angst. They playback ironic situations, execute self-mockery and pinpoint everything in the world that has gone wrong.

Well... hehe. I dont have a point here.

I guess it's one of those days when all I want to do is to stand up and retort in my own language, the ridiculous things people do and how strongly I feel towards my one-sided psycho analysis.

And have a good laugh after that.

It's one of those days...