不要說你愛我你想我
如果你的心裡沒有這麼做
只是勉強的敷衍我
我知道了會很難受
P/S: Not me write 1 =P
Garden of Perfection
Run
Then I realize I'm all alone.
CNY@Kek Lok Si, again.
After a short hiatus, I'm finally back to taking photos. I revisited the biggest religion supermarket(tm) in Asia to snap some CNY cheers there (they light up the temple like a fking bloody christmas tree every CNY). The first time I'm up there snappin' the CNY mood is the time when I just got my SLR (it's a Sony). Enough of flashback bullshits. I'm now a Nikon user and not very happy about it. Nikon suck donkey cock, period.
Anyways, it's like a SLR slug fest up there. Tens of thousands of I think there must be like 20-30 photog who yield a bloody tripod and a bagful of camera gears (battery chargers, blowers, lens tissue, lenspen, lens cleaning liquid, a spare body, a spare compact camera, USB cables, card readers, their Sony A230 user manual, etc etc) proudly totting their gear, blocking the path as if the whole fking place belongs to them. Time have sure changed. I still remember the "good ol' days" when only pros had something that resembles a camera with a fixed focal lens on, and these ppl, they respect the environment, never makes a scene like they own the baddest SLR in town. OK... I made up the last line... but I really think SLR users are a bunch of motherfuckers now. Especially those that took less-than-ordinary pictures.
Enough ranting, lets move on to those less-than-ordinary pix. =S
Thoughts
As I was speeding down the Jelutong expressway (the only road in Penang that you can legally "speed" at 80kph) then suddenly a thought came to me.
It's Saturday morning, I've just closed a deal with my favourite vendor, was on my way to lunch with someone i don't mind spending the rest of my life with, the car no longer produce a creaking sound (i just fixed it yesterday) Everything just seemed so right. Suddenly, I had this realization, I'm actually happy being who I am.
Could this be the beginning of something good?
I eased the accelerator while a song about the story of hip hop fades into the background.
p/s: The deal is a small one, mind you. So don't come asking me to treat anything you bloody leeches.