Once in awhile in spasm fits of narcissism I like to think that I actually am smart. Like smarter than your average polytechnic wankers.(Being extremely biased)Because I go to an art school and study philosophy.
Then I realise hey...This wankers are the one who most prolly be earning more money then me,seeing how I want to practice full time and all.
Then it will occur to me,then Im pretty normal and boringly average.
I am averagely smart.
Have no useful or kick ass talents.
I do art but I am not especially great at it. ( I consider gaining respect from your peers like gushing about how sensitive or awesome my works is,"good"
Getting my works into museums for exhibitions good. Great would be if I sold my work for thousands.)
Im not particularly good looking. Im probably at the lower end of the average looking totem pool.
I list my strengths as:
Being tall.
Being loud
Being an asshole.
So whats good about me?
I don't even dream big aloud. I dream big secretly.
Im probably as normal as every boring person I met.
This saddens me.
MLIA.
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