It's just like back to the days when i was still a little child, who likes to play with balloons.
In Business Day, a day where all Dip in Biz students play an ice breaker game b/w the juniors and the seniors (our batch), where we get to know each other, and play 2 games: passing water bomb using trash bags (rather lame. 2 ppl holding the trash bags and passed to the next pair, and the next pair passed to the following pair. One rule; try not to let the bomb fell into the ground or fall on someone else, or be prepared to get wet.) and press balloons and placed it on ya chest, with other side of balloon on other party's back, and form a 'caterpillar.' Try not to burst balloon or once burst, everything going back to square one.
I was given a orange balloon, and it did not burst in the game. I burst it at the end of the game.
This moening, while at the library, i was browsing through the video catalogue and one of the new titles TP purchased was this 1956 French short film which was featured at the ending scene of Vanilla Sky, where it appears in Tom Cruise's reflection where he jumped down from the building: The Red Balloon. The story is about a red balloon with a mind of it's own follows a little boy around the street of Paris. The plot is simple, and it is short and sweet.
While watching episode of The Critics just now, it features the main character, Jay Sheerman, who brought his son for a show, entitled The Red Balloon. He thought that was a good film, but when the show started, he had a rude shock: He was watching The Red Balloon 2: Revenge of the Balloon. He found himself watching a show that stinks.
Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.....
Remembered that when i was still a child, one of the toys that keeps me happy for a long time was balloons. Whenever i have a balloon that could fly (those kind of helium balloons), i would be very, very happy, and i could play with it till the balloon burst, or it has lost it's texture.
But now, it seems kiddish to walk around with a balloon. So, i began to lose interest with balloons. Now, it seems kiddish whenever we have to play with balloons. Hmm...
Am i losing the innocence of a child?