I spent some time over the weekend mulling over how boringly un-dramatic my life is. Dingdong and I were contemplating for the nth time about our could-never-quite-take-off scriptwriting project, and tentatively decided that it should be a play (We were apparently inspired by the wonderful, Godot, Wer Is U that we had just seen at CCP) about a group of development workers. Naturally, we would draw character inspiration from the then and now people of
CCC (Center for Corporate Citizenship, Philippine Business for Social Progress), and dwell on the internal conflicts and social marginalization that go with being in a profession that no one outside of a diminutive circle can understand or take interest in.
It was at this point, as we were trying to identify the main characters of our play-to-be, that I realized there's not enough excitement in my life to merit much reference for a script. Aside from the fact that I'm in a job and am studying a field (social work) that most people find peculiar--and these things I already share with the rest of the CCC people--my life is pretty much drama-free, and my character is quite simply, predictably A-OK. No big problems, no mind-boggling circumstances--and definitely not much entertainment value!
This realization reminded me of a
Beverly Hills 90210 episode (Ha! Ok ba sa pop culture reference?) from way, waaaay back. The 90210 girls were sharing their biggest problems and deepest, darkest secrets during a slumber party. After several shocking revelations had been made and buckets of tears had flown, it was finally this last girl's (Tori Spelling's character) turn to share. Sheepishly, and very hesitantly, she had to make a confession to her friends, saying something like: I'm sorry, but I really just don't have any big problems at all!
So, ya, conclusion made: Just like Tori Spelling (in reel and real life), I'm not that much interesting. Though she
did make headlines when her dad died and she and her mom went battling over their inheritance...
As for me, I guess I'm simply in the eye of the hurricane right now. My childhood had been quite tumultuous, but now God's probably just allowing me to rest and get bored with myself. So I probably shouldn't complain, right? In fact I should be thankful! Which I am, of course. I know there'll be a lot of opportunities for me to complain later when life comes wringing the blood right out of me again. I guess I can wait a bit.
Posted at 9/12/2006 7:53:58 am by all_kaput
