Wednesday, October 29, 2008
I'll Lift You Till You're Fine, Do You Want To Live In Now or Later?
We may not get a second chance
It's not all out of my hands
Now is not gonna catch me by
Another Layer - John McLaughlin
And life can bring you to your knees
Eh, go away!
Oh, woe is me.
And again.
You can't get my face!
Oh, I made this kid cry. Hahahaha. Funny story.
/slit wrist
It's not all out of my hands
Now is not gonna catch me by
Another Layer - John McLaughlin
And life can bring you to your knees
This week has been pretty nutty, with almost every night spent out till late, procrastination ruling my life, bad results screwing it up, and the looming prospect of final examinations and messed up lecturers does nothing to make it better.
So anyway, I've succumbed to the tablecloth culture, with the purchase of a hoodie (actually, thank you Lisa for the hoodie). Yeah, damn I've mentioned it before where my words come back and haunt me. Well, whoop dee doo.
So anyway, I've succumbed to the tablecloth culture, with the purchase of a hoodie (actually, thank you Lisa for the hoodie). Yeah, damn I've mentioned it before where my words come back and haunt me. Well, whoop dee doo.
Eh, go away!
Spent the majority of Wednesday hanging out with Kin Meng and Meph at the Curve and Cineleisure. Then Andrew popped by, and we wasted more time on the steps of Cineleisure and his office. And we played with Kin Meng's camera. A lot.
Oh, woe is me.
And again.
You can't get my face!
Oh, I made this kid cry. Hahahaha. Funny story.
Well, I want to say much much much more, but just thinking about it makes me all depressed and angry and whatnot. Gah! Damned assignments and results. It's a wonder I'm not all bald thanks to the stress.
/slit wrist
PS: Hope the Coffee and sweet put a smile on your face. It did, for me (okay, I don't know why, but it did. Sorta kinda)
Monday, October 27, 2008
I'll Put My Hand Over Your Eyes, But You'll Peep Through
And though really all these moments are just in my head
I'll be thinking about them as I'm lying in bed
And I know that really it might not even come true
But in my mind I'm having a pretty good time with you
5 Years Time - Noah and the Whale
Woke up early on Saturday. And it was all, yellow...
I don't need anyone to tell me. You are my soul rock.
But it was fun fun fun when we were drinking
And it was fun fun fun when we were drunk
And it was fun fun fun when we were laughing
And it was fun fun fun, oh it was fun.
I'll be thinking about them as I'm lying in bed
And I know that really it might not even come true
But in my mind I'm having a pretty good time with you
5 Years Time - Noah and the Whale
Woke up early on Saturday. And it was all, yellow...
So, Saturday, I was conned into waking up early, and went to breakfast with the family, where, insults aplenty, we pretty much had fun. Admittedly, it's been a while since we had a family breakfast, so I can't fault them for conning me into waking up early. How I did not realise immediately that banks don't open on Saturdays, I'll never know. Sigh.
Watched Star Wars Ep 3 last night, after coming back from dinner and a drive. It managed to get my mind off some things, and it was nice to watch Anakin fight Obi Wan (in what was described as the best damn lightsaber duel scene ever) again. Still get the chills at the last scene where Vader turns and breathes, though. I don't know, maybe the Star Wars geek in me can't accept the fact that this is probably the last episode.
Uh.. Reflection?
I've got two assignments left to finish, and three (?) exams to sit for. Hopefully this term my grades won't be as poor as I think they are. I've still got hope, but I'm very skeptical about it. I don't know, it's just something about seeing your grades way lower than what you expect that gives you a huge blow to the confidence. Affects all the other assignments, too. And here I thought I could do the first term with relative comfort. Oh, how naive, foolish and stupid I was.
Plus, the universe has a way of going about, and when something goes bad in life, usually it's accompanied by other bad things. This time there isn't any exception. But oh well, I think I'll only face it when I have to. For now, I'm not really dwelling on things, though I have to say I was distraught for a few nights, and I predict more to come (and I'm rarely wrong when it comes to this type of predictions, sadly. Pessimist, much?).
Watched Star Wars Ep 3 last night, after coming back from dinner and a drive. It managed to get my mind off some things, and it was nice to watch Anakin fight Obi Wan (in what was described as the best damn lightsaber duel scene ever) again. Still get the chills at the last scene where Vader turns and breathes, though. I don't know, maybe the Star Wars geek in me can't accept the fact that this is probably the last episode.
Uh.. Reflection?
I've got two assignments left to finish, and three (?) exams to sit for. Hopefully this term my grades won't be as poor as I think they are. I've still got hope, but I'm very skeptical about it. I don't know, it's just something about seeing your grades way lower than what you expect that gives you a huge blow to the confidence. Affects all the other assignments, too. And here I thought I could do the first term with relative comfort. Oh, how naive, foolish and stupid I was.
Plus, the universe has a way of going about, and when something goes bad in life, usually it's accompanied by other bad things. This time there isn't any exception. But oh well, I think I'll only face it when I have to. For now, I'm not really dwelling on things, though I have to say I was distraught for a few nights, and I predict more to come (and I'm rarely wrong when it comes to this type of predictions, sadly. Pessimist, much?).
I don't need anyone to tell me. You are my soul rock.
But it was fun fun fun when we were drinking
And it was fun fun fun when we were drunk
And it was fun fun fun when we were laughing
And it was fun fun fun, oh it was fun.
Friday, October 24, 2008
You Think I Don't, But I Do
I just won't accept it.
You smile hiding behind
A God-given face
But I know you're so much more
Everything they ignore
Is all that I need to see
Let Love In - The Goo Goo Dolls
Sometimes, you've just got to be nuts.
Was re-reading some of my really early entries on this site, and they brought a smile to my face, seeing how far I've come, seeing what I've been through, seeing things that are different back then. Though some photos (actually, a lot) have been lost due to theft, some still remain, though they aren't the originals, they're still there, somewhere, online.
Like this one, for example. Ahhh this was an interesting experience, no? Hahahaha. It was a, um, Thursday? Thinking back to that day made me laugh so much, though I think the one with the plunger didn't really see the funny side of things. Not immediately, anyway.
Like this one, for example. Ahhh this was an interesting experience, no? Hahahaha. It was a, um, Thursday? Thinking back to that day made me laugh so much, though I think the one with the plunger didn't really see the funny side of things. Not immediately, anyway.
For fuck's sake, I'm going to kill ****** for this.
Mmm so yeah, I'm not actually reviewing how I've done so far, or whatnot. I just picked out a moment in life that interested me. Of course, there are more interesting moments, but I'm not touching on them, yet. For now, some sort of boredom kicks in, and I went outside to shoot a few very long exposure shots. Hahahaha. Shows how bored I was / am.
And tomorrow, going to the bank at 8.30 am (Yes, 8.30 am. What the hell. It's a bleeding Saturday!) and taking out some money for some payments. Aih, means sleeping early, waking early, and being grumpy.
*mumble grumble fart*
*Oh, I puked in college today. Hahaha. Wtf.
Labels: Eman, Life, Photography
Thursday, October 23, 2008
And the World Will Live As One
Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace
You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine - John Lennon
Well, it has been in the rain before, but I thought it'd like some shelter for once.
But at the end of the day (night, technically) it was hella fun to sit there and watch. And cheer.
It was the wicked and wild wind, that blew the doors and let me in. Shattered windows and the sound of drums, people couldn't believe what I've become.
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace
You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine - John Lennon
Well, it has been in the rain before, but I thought it'd like some shelter for once.
Amazing, isn't it, what divides, what unites. The one thing that's supposed to unite millions can separate two. Well, a guy can dream. Can imagine, anyway.
Anyway. Today I decided to stay in college and watch the Volleyball tourney, partly because Mel was in it, partly because I wanted to see if I could take photos, and partly because, well.. because. Plus, it's been a while since I've watched a live sport, and cheered, too, now that I think about it. Well, in a competition, anyway.
So yeah. It was very fun. I have little to no knowledge about the game, aside from the fact that one is supposed to hit the ball over to the opposing team, and not let the ball touch the ground on one's own side. That about sums up what I know. So I managed to learn a few things, like you could use your other body parts, and such. Hahaha. Mmmmm interesting.
The photos, well, to be frank they sucked. Ahhhh it was horrible. Most if not all were shot in RAW (because I thought I could boost the EC up by a stop or two, and also remove noise more effectively). Apparently it didn't turn out so well, anyway. Sigh, the woes of inexperience, bad lighting and a slow lens.
Photo stats (All were shot with this setting):
Camera : 40D
Lens : 24-70 2.8L
Mode : Manual
ISO: 3200
Aperture : 2.8
Shutter Speed : 1/320
Anyway. Today I decided to stay in college and watch the Volleyball tourney, partly because Mel was in it, partly because I wanted to see if I could take photos, and partly because, well.. because. Plus, it's been a while since I've watched a live sport, and cheered, too, now that I think about it. Well, in a competition, anyway.
So yeah. It was very fun. I have little to no knowledge about the game, aside from the fact that one is supposed to hit the ball over to the opposing team, and not let the ball touch the ground on one's own side. That about sums up what I know. So I managed to learn a few things, like you could use your other body parts, and such. Hahaha. Mmmmm interesting.
The photos, well, to be frank they sucked. Ahhhh it was horrible. Most if not all were shot in RAW (because I thought I could boost the EC up by a stop or two, and also remove noise more effectively). Apparently it didn't turn out so well, anyway. Sigh, the woes of inexperience, bad lighting and a slow lens.
Photo stats (All were shot with this setting):
Camera : 40D
Lens : 24-70 2.8L
Mode : Manual
ISO: 3200
Aperture : 2.8
Shutter Speed : 1/320
But at the end of the day (night, technically) it was hella fun to sit there and watch. And cheer.
It was the wicked and wild wind, that blew the doors and let me in. Shattered windows and the sound of drums, people couldn't believe what I've become.
Labels: Eman, Life, Photography, Volleyball
Sunday, October 19, 2008
You're Everything In This World, But A Burden You Are Not.
Open up your heart, what do you feel?
Open up your heart, what do you feel is real?
The big bang may be a million years away,
But I can't think of a better time to say:
World, hold on.
World Hold On - Bob Sinclair
Grrr. Don't disturb me when I'm eating.
Sometimes when things are smack in the middle of the open, obvious to be seen, we don't seem to see it. We skim over it, barely giving it a second glance or thought. We then go on and search for that exact same thing in harder places to find, oblivious to the fact that we have it right there. Sometimes we refuse to accept what is given to us, instead we want to look for it on our own, we want to work for it, we want to believe that we can achieve something better.
There is a phrase that has been going round for some time : "Don't look a gift horse in the mouth."
Apparently this came about because a horse's teeth can show how old a horse is, and so when given a horse, one should not look at the teeth, but one should be grateful for the present. Perhaps it is human nature to ask questions, to want more, to seek higher pleasure from something that is given. It is not uncommon to not feel grateful when we get something, since we probably have expectations and standards that we wish the gift lives up to, and we get disappointed when it does not.
Disappointment is a horrible thing. We are afraid to disappoint, we do not want to disappoint, and we do not want to be disappointed. Yet having said that, we can be quite easily disappointed in something just because it does not have that one particular aspect in an otherwise almost perfect something. Nothing is perfect, and we have to grasp that fact. I know I have to.
I'm so many things I wish I weren't
All my sorrows flew away
Hush, keep quiet, hear me say
I don't ever want you to go
Please stay
With the moonlight dancing free
And there's no one but you and me
There's no reason to go astray
Please stay.
Try and think about it,
If you're heart is closed don't lock it,
Keep your keys back in your pocket,
Think this through.
Stay - Estrella
People wonder why I do what I do, why I do not just look away, why I bother chasing what they think is a lost cause. I know that if I give up, I will probably hate myself later, and I will not be able to live with myself, knowing that I just threw is all away. Oh there are so many things that I sometimes wish I could just give up, not having to worry about this and that, not having to go through the pain and suffering, not having to live up to expectations, not having to live with the guilt of letting down myself, as well as others.
Chasing something gives me something to do, at the very least, and having a dream, a goal, it gives me reason to still function. Oh I've contemplated just dropping and dying too, believe you me, but when I think about what I leave behind, who I leave behind, and the things I could have done had I been alive..
Sometimes I see you as a gift. Actually, every time I see you is a gift. Every time I get to take you out for dinner, or lunch, or supper, that's a gift. Time is not a luxury that I truly have, and neither are you. You're a craving that I have to satisfy, you're the hunger I have to sedate, you're the need that I have to have to live. So even if I was given the gift of some (not a lot) time before things happen, I know I want more. What I have now, it is just not enough. It will never be.
In that vein, I for one am very guilty of not being grateful of things that I receive. I have been guilty for wanting more, for having questions as to why this was done, why I only got that when there was clearly more to give. Having questions as to why is one thing, not getting answers is another, and that is where disappointment steps in.
I have been guilty of being very disappointed in gifts, in things that I receive, and though that may be so, I am always afraid that my reaction might not be good enough to cover the disappointment in myself, and therefore in effect disappoint the person(s) that gave me the gift(s). I can say this though, I have been sincerely happy when receiving or giving something more times than I have been disappointed. I guess, it is never nice to disappoint, and it is not a nice feeling to be disappointed either.
But in my case, I would rather be disappointed, then to disappoint someone.
I know I'm guilty of the last bit.
Very.
Very.
Guilty.
Open up your heart, what do you feel is real?
The big bang may be a million years away,
But I can't think of a better time to say:
World, hold on.
World Hold On - Bob Sinclair
Grrr. Don't disturb me when I'm eating.
Sometimes when things are smack in the middle of the open, obvious to be seen, we don't seem to see it. We skim over it, barely giving it a second glance or thought. We then go on and search for that exact same thing in harder places to find, oblivious to the fact that we have it right there. Sometimes we refuse to accept what is given to us, instead we want to look for it on our own, we want to work for it, we want to believe that we can achieve something better.
There is a phrase that has been going round for some time : "Don't look a gift horse in the mouth."
Apparently this came about because a horse's teeth can show how old a horse is, and so when given a horse, one should not look at the teeth, but one should be grateful for the present. Perhaps it is human nature to ask questions, to want more, to seek higher pleasure from something that is given. It is not uncommon to not feel grateful when we get something, since we probably have expectations and standards that we wish the gift lives up to, and we get disappointed when it does not.
Disappointment is a horrible thing. We are afraid to disappoint, we do not want to disappoint, and we do not want to be disappointed. Yet having said that, we can be quite easily disappointed in something just because it does not have that one particular aspect in an otherwise almost perfect something. Nothing is perfect, and we have to grasp that fact. I know I have to.
I'm so many things I wish I weren't
All my sorrows flew away
Hush, keep quiet, hear me say
I don't ever want you to go
Please stay
With the moonlight dancing free
And there's no one but you and me
There's no reason to go astray
Please stay.
Try and think about it,
If you're heart is closed don't lock it,
Keep your keys back in your pocket,
Think this through.
Stay - Estrella
People wonder why I do what I do, why I do not just look away, why I bother chasing what they think is a lost cause. I know that if I give up, I will probably hate myself later, and I will not be able to live with myself, knowing that I just threw is all away. Oh there are so many things that I sometimes wish I could just give up, not having to worry about this and that, not having to go through the pain and suffering, not having to live up to expectations, not having to live with the guilt of letting down myself, as well as others.
Chasing something gives me something to do, at the very least, and having a dream, a goal, it gives me reason to still function. Oh I've contemplated just dropping and dying too, believe you me, but when I think about what I leave behind, who I leave behind, and the things I could have done had I been alive..
Sometimes I see you as a gift. Actually, every time I see you is a gift. Every time I get to take you out for dinner, or lunch, or supper, that's a gift. Time is not a luxury that I truly have, and neither are you. You're a craving that I have to satisfy, you're the hunger I have to sedate, you're the need that I have to have to live. So even if I was given the gift of some (not a lot) time before things happen, I know I want more. What I have now, it is just not enough. It will never be.
In that vein, I for one am very guilty of not being grateful of things that I receive. I have been guilty for wanting more, for having questions as to why this was done, why I only got that when there was clearly more to give. Having questions as to why is one thing, not getting answers is another, and that is where disappointment steps in.
I have been guilty of being very disappointed in gifts, in things that I receive, and though that may be so, I am always afraid that my reaction might not be good enough to cover the disappointment in myself, and therefore in effect disappoint the person(s) that gave me the gift(s). I can say this though, I have been sincerely happy when receiving or giving something more times than I have been disappointed. I guess, it is never nice to disappoint, and it is not a nice feeling to be disappointed either.
But in my case, I would rather be disappointed, then to disappoint someone.
I know I'm guilty of the last bit.
Very.
Very.
Guilty.
KAMI Concert 2008
Seluas laut yang terbentang
Dan buihnya terapung di awangan
Derita, derita yang mencengkam
Cuba untuk aku bertahan
Dimana oh wajah yang berkeliaran
Sungguh kudamba kehadirannya
Mawar Khayalan - Laila's Lounge
I was asked if I wanted to shoot some photos at the KAMI : The Concert @ Bukit Jalil yesterday, and of course, I said I would love to. Went there at around noon, and I managed to catch a few acts that I really wanted to see. Got in the media / crew place, too. Heeee :D
I have to say, thanks goes out to Edris for getting me in the thing in the first place, and the passes. And thanks also to the other 8tv people who helped.
I'd also like to thank my mom, my dad, my cat Snowball, and all the little people who made this work. I love you guys. *sniff*
Dan buihnya terapung di awangan
Derita, derita yang mencengkam
Cuba untuk aku bertahan
Dimana oh wajah yang berkeliaran
Sungguh kudamba kehadirannya
Mawar Khayalan - Laila's Lounge
I was asked if I wanted to shoot some photos at the KAMI : The Concert @ Bukit Jalil yesterday, and of course, I said I would love to. Went there at around noon, and I managed to catch a few acts that I really wanted to see. Got in the media / crew place, too. Heeee :D
I have to say, thanks goes out to Edris for getting me in the thing in the first place, and the passes. And thanks also to the other 8tv people who helped.
I'd also like to thank my mom, my dad, my cat Snowball, and all the little people who made this work. I love you guys. *sniff*
Hahaha okay enough of this. Photos!
*In no particular order, and no names. I have forgotten who's who *embarrassed*
Yeah, it was fun :)
Labels: Eman, KAMI Concert
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Darling, We've Got To Talk
Major Edit!: Fuckin hell I just read Andrew's blog, and the lyrics I put up were there. Exact same ones. Damn ghey. So I changed the song of this post.
Oh, pretty girl
You turned it on, you turned it out, it all felt off
That's how it is, that’s how it was
You searched it all so well, underwater in a well
You smeared on cool lips while checking off a checked-off list
The situation’s never kind, feathering a dance-hall stride
Bad Education - Tilly and the Wall
class + boredom + pen + ruler + 10 cent coin
Oh, pretty girl
You turned it on, you turned it out, it all felt off
That's how it is, that’s how it was
You searched it all so well, underwater in a well
You smeared on cool lips while checking off a checked-off list
The situation’s never kind, feathering a dance-hall stride
Bad Education - Tilly and the Wall
class + boredom + pen + ruler + 10 cent coin
It's amazing how sometimes, the smallest of things can affect your outlook on life, or the way you go about living it. Depending on what that thing is, some might call it petty, whilst you might think it means the world. In that sense, it's more of a matter of perception, then, I guess.
Just now in class, we were discussing beauty and what it means to us. Being one of the three male students in the class, I gave a more.. male approach (for want of a better term) to the question, compared to the girls. They touched mostly on confidence and um.. yeah, confidence. Then I went and said it's about how she carries herself, walks, dresses, and probably exudes an aura of "hey look at me, I'm gorgeous" kind of thing. Very male, I guess.
So yeah. Then we went to the physical aspect of beauty, like, what aspect makes a woman / girl beautiful. Some answered the way they dressed, the way they smile, what their faces look like, et al. I said I'd find a person who can really pull of the traditional costume look, beautiful. Because I actually like to see people in their traditional costumes, though I don't really like to wear mine most of the time. Maybe because I look tiny in it.
So anyway, with regards to beauty, well the topic on physical appearance is one rather touchy thing right now. And it does tend to play around with one's confidence and perception of life. Like, there's this guy I know pretty well enough to say that he does tend to over-think things, and sometimes he makes big deals out of nothing, but he's also a pretty nice chap, if you get to know him. He might not show it much, but he's really irritated and/or bugged by one physical aspect that has plagued him for half his life, so far. That one aspect causes so much damage to his way of living, though sometimes he does forget about it and goes on with life. But ultimately, it'll come and bite him in the ass. So yeah. I could say he's pretty damn frustrated, actually.
Oh, and he thinks he's stubborn too. Mmmm yes he does. Headstrong, I'd call it. Hahaha.
And gosh I just read something that made my spine tingle all over. It's quite.. um.. sugary and so.. oh-my-god-y. Hahahaha. Wow. Actually almost got a headache trying to read that. It's like, my brain is saying to me, "Go ahead, read one more sentence and I'll jump out your ear. Then we'll see who's laughing now."
Or something like that.
Just now in class, we were discussing beauty and what it means to us. Being one of the three male students in the class, I gave a more.. male approach (for want of a better term) to the question, compared to the girls. They touched mostly on confidence and um.. yeah, confidence. Then I went and said it's about how she carries herself, walks, dresses, and probably exudes an aura of "hey look at me, I'm gorgeous" kind of thing. Very male, I guess.
So yeah. Then we went to the physical aspect of beauty, like, what aspect makes a woman / girl beautiful. Some answered the way they dressed, the way they smile, what their faces look like, et al. I said I'd find a person who can really pull of the traditional costume look, beautiful. Because I actually like to see people in their traditional costumes, though I don't really like to wear mine most of the time. Maybe because I look tiny in it.
So anyway, with regards to beauty, well the topic on physical appearance is one rather touchy thing right now. And it does tend to play around with one's confidence and perception of life. Like, there's this guy I know pretty well enough to say that he does tend to over-think things, and sometimes he makes big deals out of nothing, but he's also a pretty nice chap, if you get to know him. He might not show it much, but he's really irritated and/or bugged by one physical aspect that has plagued him for half his life, so far. That one aspect causes so much damage to his way of living, though sometimes he does forget about it and goes on with life. But ultimately, it'll come and bite him in the ass. So yeah. I could say he's pretty damn frustrated, actually.
Oh, and he thinks he's stubborn too. Mmmm yes he does. Headstrong, I'd call it. Hahaha.
And gosh I just read something that made my spine tingle all over. It's quite.. um.. sugary and so.. oh-my-god-y. Hahahaha. Wow. Actually almost got a headache trying to read that. It's like, my brain is saying to me, "Go ahead, read one more sentence and I'll jump out your ear. Then we'll see who's laughing now."
Or something like that.
Monday, October 13, 2008
You Pull Me Up, You Dust Me Off, You Pull Me Through
Sometimes I don't feel alright
Keeps me shaken up all night
And there's nothing I can do
But I want to talk to you
This shit is making me feel bad
I'm so sick of feeling sad
Why can't I shake this mess
Keeps on running through my head
Dust Me Off - Tilly and the Wall
Mummy, don't leave me
Keeps me shaken up all night
And there's nothing I can do
But I want to talk to you
This shit is making me feel bad
I'm so sick of feeling sad
Why can't I shake this mess
Keeps on running through my head
Dust Me Off - Tilly and the Wall
Mummy, don't leave me
Rainbows are interesting things, yeah? I mean, they're essentially colours caused by the refraction of light by water, amongst other things. There were two rainbows, just now, at around 6 pm. They were pretty well defined, too. Well, actually the second one wasn't so clear. But still. I've never seen two rainbows together before. Unfortunately, though, I didn't take a picture. Didn't have my camera with me, go figure.
I've always wondered what's on the end of a rainbow. Actually went and googled / wiki-ed rainbows, just to check. Apparently the end of a rainbow is impossible to reach. Sounds familiar, actually, the "impossible to reach" bit. Haha. I can think of many things that the phrase can be applied to.
Oh, did you hear about the two drums and the symbal that fell off a cliff? Badum, pssh! :D
Hahah. So a bunch of us decided to head into KL on Sunday, some to check out a couple of junkyard sales (Bijou (sp?) and the Lapsap one). Was mildly interesting, to me. Well, they're tailored more towards the female sex of the human race, anyway. Then we headed to Sg. Wang and more shopping ensued. Well, for the girls anyway.
Got myself two cheap tees, and then played Daytona with the rest of the guys, (haven't been in an arcade for the longest time ever, tau?) and then we headed to Starbucks to wait for the girls. Had a pleasant dinner, full of jokes and loud laughing and embarrassing topics.
So yeah, pleasant day, ultimately. Wouldn't mind doing it again.
Tell me what you thought about when you were gone
And so alone
The worst is over
You can have the best of me
We got older
But we're still young
We never grew out of this feeling that we wont give up
The Best of Me (acoustic) - The Starting Line
I've always wondered what's on the end of a rainbow. Actually went and googled / wiki-ed rainbows, just to check. Apparently the end of a rainbow is impossible to reach. Sounds familiar, actually, the "impossible to reach" bit. Haha. I can think of many things that the phrase can be applied to.
Oh, did you hear about the two drums and the symbal that fell off a cliff? Badum, pssh! :D
Everyone's got that hat thing now. And umbrellas too. What's going on, then, eh?
Hahah. So a bunch of us decided to head into KL on Sunday, some to check out a couple of junkyard sales (Bijou (sp?) and the Lapsap one). Was mildly interesting, to me. Well, they're tailored more towards the female sex of the human race, anyway. Then we headed to Sg. Wang and more shopping ensued. Well, for the girls anyway.
Got myself two cheap tees, and then played Daytona with the rest of the guys, (haven't been in an arcade for the longest time ever, tau?) and then we headed to Starbucks to wait for the girls. Had a pleasant dinner, full of jokes and loud laughing and embarrassing topics.
So yeah, pleasant day, ultimately. Wouldn't mind doing it again.
Tell me what you thought about when you were gone
And so alone
The worst is over
You can have the best of me
We got older
But we're still young
We never grew out of this feeling that we wont give up
The Best of Me (acoustic) - The Starting Line
Sunday, October 12, 2008
What Is A Dream If It Doesn't Come True
I let you get back under my skin
I let you break me down again
I let you get close way too close
But I see through it
You gave me that smile and I gave in
And you knew that I would
Time and time again you pulled me in
Just to give me up, gime me up again
Give Me Up Again - Jonny Lang
The dude's pretty good, though I'm not too sure about his other songs. But this one is real nice. Mmm. Yes. So much for an introductory paragraph. So fuck that, and let's just get on with this.
Words are interesting, if you really look at them. They have the power to change things, to shape minds, to make or break, so to speak. Yet they're just words, as many would put it. Hell, there's even a kids' nursery rhyme that goes something like, "sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me". Well whoever came up with that obviously did not go through life as normal people would. Or he/she must've been a deaf person.
Anyway, sometimes, some people are sort of blessed, for want of a better word, with the ability to play around with words. Sometimes these people have nothing else to offer to the world, too. Or, well, that's what these people might think. Anyhow, Extreme had a song that has one part that is still a little painful, now that I think about it. Again. Had to do with words, if you didn't know.
Setup for some of the shots, yesterday, by the way.
And yeah. So words. A joy to play around with. But. Say the wrong thing, or hear the wrong thing, and your whole world is fucked.
Up . Side . Down .
So some people are learning to go beyond words, and I do think that for those people for whom words are one of the better attributes to the person, it can be quite challenging. For I believe that a person who is quite okay with words is also probably someone who thinks a lot (which in this case means thinks too much about things, or goes deeper into things than he/she should). And with thinking comes great reluctance to do things.
Reluctance, more in the sense that it's because of lack of confidence, I suppose. It's like, "Oh, what if so and so does not like what I do", or "What if other people see me as x (where x is usually a negative adjective)". Sch things do happen, mind you.
So, having said all that, I've somewhat a question in mind, that does seem to bother me at times. It's like that annoying stone stuck in your shoe that you can't seem to get out, nor do you have the time/chance to take out since you're walking very fast to keep pace with a friend who's weaving through people like a snake.
Why?
I let you break me down again
I let you get close way too close
But I see through it
You gave me that smile and I gave in
And you knew that I would
Time and time again you pulled me in
Just to give me up, gime me up again
Give Me Up Again - Jonny Lang
The dude's pretty good, though I'm not too sure about his other songs. But this one is real nice. Mmm. Yes. So much for an introductory paragraph. So fuck that, and let's just get on with this.
Words are interesting, if you really look at them. They have the power to change things, to shape minds, to make or break, so to speak. Yet they're just words, as many would put it. Hell, there's even a kids' nursery rhyme that goes something like, "sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me". Well whoever came up with that obviously did not go through life as normal people would. Or he/she must've been a deaf person.
Anyway, sometimes, some people are sort of blessed, for want of a better word, with the ability to play around with words. Sometimes these people have nothing else to offer to the world, too. Or, well, that's what these people might think. Anyhow, Extreme had a song that has one part that is still a little painful, now that I think about it. Again. Had to do with words, if you didn't know.
Setup for some of the shots, yesterday, by the way.
And yeah. So words. A joy to play around with. But. Say the wrong thing, or hear the wrong thing, and your whole world is fucked.
Up . Side . Down .
So some people are learning to go beyond words, and I do think that for those people for whom words are one of the better attributes to the person, it can be quite challenging. For I believe that a person who is quite okay with words is also probably someone who thinks a lot (which in this case means thinks too much about things, or goes deeper into things than he/she should). And with thinking comes great reluctance to do things.
Reluctance, more in the sense that it's because of lack of confidence, I suppose. It's like, "Oh, what if so and so does not like what I do", or "What if other people see me as x (where x is usually a negative adjective)". Sch things do happen, mind you.
So, having said all that, I've somewhat a question in mind, that does seem to bother me at times. It's like that annoying stone stuck in your shoe that you can't seem to get out, nor do you have the time/chance to take out since you're walking very fast to keep pace with a friend who's weaving through people like a snake.
Why?
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Sometimes You Just Can't Hold Back The River
One, two, three, four!
I was kidnapped real young by the sweet taste of love
Built a fondness for things that just weren't good enough
I cradled the crow, always shooed off the dove
Which tagged me a naïve son
Rainbows in the Dark - Tilly and the Wall
A Lonely, Sad, Depressed Child
*Edit: I'm missing a lot of things, at the moment. Haha. Yeah, random.
I was kidnapped real young by the sweet taste of love
Built a fondness for things that just weren't good enough
I cradled the crow, always shooed off the dove
Which tagged me a naïve son
Rainbows in the Dark - Tilly and the Wall
Slogging for hours on end on an assignment has never been something that I actually look forward to, but yet I don't really dread it, as I think I need the push of an impending assignment due date to actually make me do the assignment. The luxury of time is usually wasted on me, as I tend to not fully use it. Hey ho, the life of the average college student, eh? Hahaha.
Anyway, I managed to complete the 3000 word essay (which turned out to have roughly 27++ words), and I feel more, um, assured, for want of a better word. I think I managed to do it according to what is required. I hope, actually.
I wanted to make this post all reflective and thoughtful, like, but decided against it. I'll save it for another day. I've not told anyone, actually, with regards to what was said about myself. Well, anyone outside of family, anyway. So yeah, hmmm. It wasn't easy.
So. Anyways. Just now we had some photographic fun / experimentation. We here being Lisa and I, my camera and my flashes. I was just playing around with um, what a lot of people call "Creative Lighting" where multiple flashes are used. Whatever people call it, I was playing with lighting, to put it in a nutshell. Pretty fun. Oh, and also experimenting with a different method of processing.
Oh, yes? You said something?
The much-needed test shot
Lisa: Treng treng trengggg tralala purple bunnies trenggg
Oh, and we (Lisa being the subject, me the photog) thought it would be pretty fun to act out some sort of scenario, and decided on the sequence that follows.
Anyway, I managed to complete the 3000 word essay (which turned out to have roughly 27++ words), and I feel more, um, assured, for want of a better word. I think I managed to do it according to what is required. I hope, actually.
I wanted to make this post all reflective and thoughtful, like, but decided against it. I'll save it for another day. I've not told anyone, actually, with regards to what was said about myself. Well, anyone outside of family, anyway. So yeah, hmmm. It wasn't easy.
So. Anyways. Just now we had some photographic fun / experimentation. We here being Lisa and I, my camera and my flashes. I was just playing around with um, what a lot of people call "Creative Lighting" where multiple flashes are used. Whatever people call it, I was playing with lighting, to put it in a nutshell. Pretty fun. Oh, and also experimenting with a different method of processing.
Oh, yes? You said something?
The much-needed test shot
Lisa: Treng treng trengggg tralala purple bunnies trenggg
Oh, and we (Lisa being the subject, me the photog) thought it would be pretty fun to act out some sort of scenario, and decided on the sequence that follows.
A Lonely, Sad, Depressed Child
*Edit: I'm missing a lot of things, at the moment. Haha. Yeah, random.
Labels: Eman, Life, lisa, Photography
Wednesday, October 08, 2008
Well I'm Picking Up the Pieces
You look nice alright, and I like the way you nod after everything I say, Like it actually means something to you.
Unspeakable. Definitely.
Unspeakable. Definitely.
Kin Meng asked if I've any new photos to blog about. Well, unfortunately no, not really. I do have photos, but I've yet to get around to looking at them and putting them up online. The ones posted here aren't mine, but I just put them up la kan, for sake of photos. Hahahah.
Smile?
Anyway, I'm slowly recovering from what happened last Sat, and have managed to get a replacement for my workhorse. It's cheaper, better spec-ed, and only 7 days old. The wonders of Apple Refurbs, eh?
Eman: Control macho. Mel: Oh shit, get them off!
So yeah, something like a presentation tomorrow, am somewhat worried about it. Then a 3000 word essay due Friday, also somewhat worried. Ahhh the stress. It's.. unspeakable..
And Sam. Seemingly clueless about our lives.
*Edit: Added some photos, yeah.
Monday, October 06, 2008
Well I Don't Wanna Break Before the Tour Is Over
And I am finally there
And all the angels they'll be singing
Ah la la la ah la la ah Ia la la la la love this
Make It Mine - Jason Mraz
And all the angels they'll be singing
Ah la la la ah la la ah Ia la la la la love this
Make It Mine - Jason Mraz
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!
Goneeeee!
They're gone, yeah. Haha. Bastards, you people who took them. Screws up life pretty bad, tau? So anyway, now I'm thinking of actually penning down my thoughts, and pasting photos. Proper diary, of sorts la. Would be quite nice. Interesting as well.
So yeah, life goes on, anyway. Went to the customary open house at my grandparents' house. Time to take new photos, since the raya ones are gone.
So yeah, life goes on, anyway. Went to the customary open house at my grandparents' house. Time to take new photos, since the raya ones are gone.
We recreated a cousin / grandparents' photo, since it's been a while.
Er, yeah.
My hat's been doing rounds, eh? Hahaha
So ye la, diary. Soon. And finally printing photographs. Ahhhh would be pretty fun. And yea, here's to a new life. Sorta.
