I watched Babar: the animated series, and Babar (when he was young) has to build up the Castle. He came up with plans but they all fell apart. He had a dream that all of his constructions were deemed bad by the old lady and she laughed, and every thing he'd tough of, these was a big red X sign along with four highly-toned piano notes. This kind of shit kinda still freaks me out today, when something similar happens.
Also, I remember I had my first computer to myself (an old POS Macintosh), and I played some Kid's art program (what's the name again, Kid Pix?). Anyway, it begun, and in some activity you had to pick up characters. And everyone would shout in a candid way "Pick me!" or "No, pick me!" It's really insignificant, but I guess I still think of it because my first love, well she like, totally ignored me, and deemed me as a nerd. So when I feel rejection, I think of that stupid kids art software.
Also, I remember I had my first computer to myself (an old POS Macintosh), and I played some Kid's art program (what's the name again, Kid Pix?). Anyway, it begun, and in some activity you had to pick up characters. And everyone would shout in a candid way "Pick me!" or "No, pick me!" It's really insignificant, but I guess I still think of it because my first love, well she like, totally ignored me, and deemed me as a nerd. So when I feel rejection, I think of that stupid kids art software.