The Unwinding Cable Car - Anberlin.

Don't drop your arms.
I'll guard your heart.
With quiet words I'll lead you in.

5 minutes Photoshop because the song has been stuck in my head for the past 6 hours or so, again. And because I miss New Zealand and haven't gone through any photos since day four. I think I would escape there in a heartbeat if I could, and forget about everything and become a kiwi. :) 

I think escapism definitely appeals to me, but I think I would only like the idea of escapism, and not the process. Like, I wouldn't mind being able to run away from problems I'm facing, and just forget about the problems and issues to be addressed. But I think trying to forget a problem is as hard as, if not harder, than addressing the problems themselves. And I don't think we can actually forget a problem, at the most we can only not think about it, or if we run away from it; put ourselves in a position where we won't be reminded of the issue. But that doesn't solve anything because the issue remains unresolved. But what if a problem doesn't have a solution or compromise, what if the problem was never a problem at all, or what if the problem has become a different thing entirely from what it was.

I honestly think that the amount of lame jokes/intellectual thoughts in my head increases the more tired I am. Not that there are any lame jokes in this post, in case you were about to start reading through everything again to find a lame joke. :P

All Men Are Shallow.

I don't really have a picture of "shallowness", so here are some shallow pieces of glass, with a shallow depth of field. :)

The Outcast - Sadie Jones.

"He put one hand down to the edge and slipped into the water and felt it close over his head. It tasted of salt and not like a river at all. He wondered how long he could stay under without any breath. he let all the air go out of him and went slowly down until he got to the bottom. It was much quieter underwater. It felt much more like him. He lay down on the bottom and spread his arms out.

It didn't take long at all, with no air, to need to come up, and the first breath was something that had to be done, not something he decided to do, and that felt good. He played like that for an hour. Having no air and being deep underwater made you feel very alive when you came up, but apart from that it was just something to do."

I always do this at the end of a swim now, hahaha. And I think the book was a really depressing Catcher In The Rye-ish kind.

Combined Youth Camp.

awesome |ˈôsəm|

adjective

extremely impressive or daunting; inspiring great admiration, apprehension, or fear

DNS-323.

Bought a 2-bay network attached storage at the PC show yesterday. With two 1.5TB hard drives as well. Now Minghui is a happy geek. Hahaha. The only gripe is my modem is way too slow at 56mbps. But never mind I'm going to back up everything slowly this time. And I'm using Raid 1 mirroring so if my hard drive fails again like the last time (shudder), I'm not going to lose anything! :P And I can access the NAS anywhere in the house wirelessly, and BitTorrent straight to the NAS, and stream iTunes music from it, and access it from online with an ftp client, and all the other super geek stuff hahaha.

It looks like this:

I still think the Drobo looks cooler. But $600 for the enclosure alone is not a very economical price. Never mind next time!

Drobo sounds nicer than DNS323 as well.

National Stadium.

These pictures were taken a really long time ago with Ryan. The stadium's still there for some reason, and there are lots of mosquitoes.

I am really lazy to write anything, so this post will have nothing but pictures from here on!

Home Alone.

Okay alone with Snowie. :)

The Helix.

This is the shot that everyone seems to be taking with the bridge leading to the integrated resort. :D

Fundamental.

My final assignment was due this week, and we were supposed to do a poster design for a international design competition in Taiwan where the theme was fundamental. And sooo I spent a little over a week doing nothing but trying to design the poster. I say trying because I spent about half of that time stoning in front of my computer waiting for inspiration to hit.

And so this was the result:

Major Diploma.

I was so going to title this post Diploma Dilemma. Hahaha, but I realised that it wouldn't really be correct since I don't really have a dilemma about my diploma at all. :/

Anyways. School has been unmotivating thus far. Unmotivating is not actually a word, but it best describes my situation now. I don't really have a lot of work to do (thankfully), but I'm not exactly putting my best effort into what work I have to do either. And using Photoshop/Illustrator/Indesign to design everyday subsequently means I have no mood to sort through and edit photos lately, which subsequently explains the lack of photos and subsequently the lack of updated posts. Subsequently.

Beside schoolwork, we also had to choose our diploma majors this week. Kind of like streaming in Secondary School but with only three options, Illustration, Graphic Design, or Photography. Haha everyone's like consulting the lecturers and asking around to see who's choosing what, but I kind of made my choice to go into Photography already. In fact, it's the reason why I chose to enter the course in the first place. I don't really need to evaluate my choices and ask the lecturers because I'm so set on the choice that I want already. So I guess it kind of seems that my life is all planned out already.

But you know, I think that's worse. To be so set on what you want to do in life, that decision-making becomes trivial and easy as compared to others. What if I'm making the worst decision of my life and I'm going to regret it in a few years time? I think I'd be worse off knowing that I didn't exactly give this decision much thought and just chose it because it was what I wanted. That instead of evaluating and making a careful decision, in retrospect I would seem reckless and impulsive. What if one day I wake up and decide that I don't really want to be a photographer anymore? It isn't something that I've wanted to do all my life, I started taking photography seriously only 2 years ago, so how can I be sure if I want to do this as a job in the future?
I guess the problem is you never know if it's going to happen to you or not, so you can't really do anything about it can you? Haha. Or maybe the fact that I'm questioning myself now is indicative of what is to come.. (Dun Dun Dunnnn)

If I decide not to be a photographer I'm going to be a traffic policeman and go around giving people tickets. Or a professional beat-boxing pen spinner. Or a children's book writer! Hahaha.

Okay this blog post seems really depressing with all the words, so to lighten things up here's a HDR picture of a tree!

Nevermind the fact that the tree is probably dying.