Last day of the month and last day of a chapter that began in the same month of 2005. It's time to move on, having said all goodbyes in the days prior to this one. Feeling kind of nonchalant, neither happy nor sad, more like looking at it as one of those things in life that has to happen.
Meanwhile a lot of things have come to the end of their economic life. Toner cartridge running out, motherboard going cuckoo after seven years, car air conditioner temperature going on strike every now and then to name but a few. Seems that everything's dying at the same time. How convenient. More errands to run during the daytime. A fitting end to this day in May.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Ten More Days
Yes, ten more days and "that's all folks" to a chapter that has lasted six years. Times change, things change, people change. Change is inevitable, said a wise man ages ago. When time's up, it's time to go. That's the way. Time for a fresh start, a new beginning.
Monday, May 2, 2011
Welcome to May 2011
April's over, May's here. The sun now shines directly into my bedroom and it shall remain so until September. This translates into hot, hot air temperatures from 1:00 pm onwards all the way till sunset around 7-something pm.
Since Labour Day fell on a Sunday this year, Monday's a public holiday. As I write this, it doesn't feel like Monday, it's as if the weekend's still here. The day draws closer, and I feel like a paradigm shift is about to occur. An event that has not happened in more than five years.
I had the opportunity to catch up with old friends from college, non-salsa friends, and relatives from overseas in the past few weeks. For that I'm glad. Although separated by distance, when there is destiny we will be together. Conversely, if there is no destiny, even if we live in the same city, the same housing estate, we will not even be talking to each other.
My recent spoken interactions with people have taken me through the English language world, the Chinese language world, somewhere in between, back and forth. I don't belong strictly to either one. I just float between the worlds although I'm more towards the English side. The intricacies of the Chinese written language especially the formal Mandarin style continue to elude me, whereas the colloquial spoken Cantonese feels more familiar and easy to pick up.
Photography continues to be something I enjoy doing. I can't say I'm easily satisfied with my pictures, I feel that I could have done better each time. Shutter count for the Canon EOS350D already passed the 20,000 mark. Considered low for a 4½-year-old camera but considering I only started using it regularly in late 2009, that's understood.
花奇 has been a recurring theme since last month. It's irrational, it doesn't make sense, it's obnoxious, and it's imposing. And if there's something I don't like, it's something that can't be reasoned with. Keeping away from unnecessary complications is still the best policy.
Since Labour Day fell on a Sunday this year, Monday's a public holiday. As I write this, it doesn't feel like Monday, it's as if the weekend's still here. The day draws closer, and I feel like a paradigm shift is about to occur. An event that has not happened in more than five years.
I had the opportunity to catch up with old friends from college, non-salsa friends, and relatives from overseas in the past few weeks. For that I'm glad. Although separated by distance, when there is destiny we will be together. Conversely, if there is no destiny, even if we live in the same city, the same housing estate, we will not even be talking to each other.
My recent spoken interactions with people have taken me through the English language world, the Chinese language world, somewhere in between, back and forth. I don't belong strictly to either one. I just float between the worlds although I'm more towards the English side. The intricacies of the Chinese written language especially the formal Mandarin style continue to elude me, whereas the colloquial spoken Cantonese feels more familiar and easy to pick up.
Photography continues to be something I enjoy doing. I can't say I'm easily satisfied with my pictures, I feel that I could have done better each time. Shutter count for the Canon EOS350D already passed the 20,000 mark. Considered low for a 4½-year-old camera but considering I only started using it regularly in late 2009, that's understood.
花奇 has been a recurring theme since last month. It's irrational, it doesn't make sense, it's obnoxious, and it's imposing. And if there's something I don't like, it's something that can't be reasoned with. Keeping away from unnecessary complications is still the best policy.
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