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Fireworks today, post tomorrow. Internet gonna cut soon.
Don't worry you won't fall :) ~~~
24th August 2008
Last night i had a weird dream of space and fireworks and you
I dreamt that i was coming home from fireworks with someone on the packed 700a bus where everything seemed so surreal. Haha and silent for that moment. Then the bus stopped and we squeezed our way through the bunch of people and we both stepped out...
...into a strange place where this random person told me i was to go for some space trip on board this ship, and there was this room with little mechanical things and then somehow the ship dissolved and i was left sitting on this panel floating in the middle of nowhere, but somehow it felt safe, even though i was pretty exposed to the elements on that floating piece of metal with a parking lot marking(?). Haha then i sat around and looked at twinkling stars and the blueish greenish earth and little bursts of colourful fireworks from somewhere as my little panel floated back to earth. Along the way i thought about things and then fell asleep. And thought of you too X)
And woke up all fresh.
Haha i get this kind of dreams hardly ever. But when i do they are quite random and amusing too.
Anyway fireworks were great. Like little Christmas lights in the sky, bursting into a thousand little tiny streaks and glitter which littered all over the black night sky, replacing the non-existent stars last night and watching as electrical lights on buildings seem so dim as compared to what was in the sky. And there was a little drizzle, but it made it feel like the fireworks had hit the clouds and shook off the tiny droplets of rain it held on to so dearly. And then the lights disappeared and we all looked up and longed for more. And it did appear. For another few more minutes before there was silence and the usual night sky returned. And as i packed my tripod and camera i remembered how much you loved fireworks. I hope you enjoyed yourself X). I did.
It felt surreal and awesome all the same. I wanna go see more again.
Anyway back to work. Next week is hectic. Hah
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I remember once someone asked me, being a (Noob) photographer, "Is it true that you are hardly get any pictures of yourself?"
Quite true actually, i realised while digging through my collection of photos later that day. I have barely any photos of myself. Well i do have, but those are group photos after outings, or competitions, and not taken by me. I realised most of my photos are of non living, inanimate objects (Other than a few cats, and a few people. And a monkey). Well interesting, but doesn't provide much memory of events. Other than drama tickets and others X)
So perhaps, maybe its time to pick up a simple point and shoot instead. Or maybe i'm just camera shy.
Ah work is killing me.
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Death Cab For Cutie today! They are way awesome live. Anyway, lazy me says tomorrow i shall continue. Or not. X)
Today I have discovered my loss for something very invaluable, which i could spend hours with, and it would stir up my mind with bubbles of ideas (Yeah i see ideas as bubbles in my head. So shoot me), something which could whisk me away from reality in some imaginary happy land (Or not so depending on what it is).
Not as invaluable as you
I haven't freaking been reading.
Yeah a great tragedy it is to me (Oh hell, its starting to sound like Shakespeare in modern words). Yeah but anyway, i do consider it a great loss now that someone i know has reminded me of reading and according to her "evokes emotion". Well particularly to a certain author, but i think its for most of them (Even lit texts evoke emotion. Particularly despair).
Anyway the point is, what the hell happened to reading Brian? (Sorry, sometimes i think so much i become third person. So shoot me again). Don't you remember your Enid Blyton and Harry Potter and whatever you read when you were in primary school and all? What happened to that nice feeling you get when reading about dragons and magical little things that wonder about in magical little woods? (This gives you a rough example of when i last read. Honestly, Potter was centuries ago, Enid Blyton, eons).
Reading seems to have sadly disappeared off my to-do list of my life (Currently IOP and Chinese Oral leads the list followed by Mug Maths. Oh no photography is near bottom ):) and has even escaped my interest (horrors!) I can prove this from my attempted reading of Lord Of The Rings, (The much more grown up version of Enid Blyton, where trees can kill you and rings aren't wish machines) where i have been stuck on page 322 since like 2 years ago. And its only part one of the trilogy. Somehow interest has failed me along the way and the book has been rotting in the shelves since then.
Sadly though, i never missed reading while it had disappeared. Sure i do read newspapers, magazines, blogs (failblog!), forums, notices, menus, signboards, vandalism etc. But reading reality is different from reading fiction and of course well written reality is almost like fiction but it is hard to find stuff like that. (Actually its called non-fiction) Thanks to the reminder today, I have begun to wonder how i could have forgotten about the amazing world reading puts you in, where it is totally different from the world we are in and anything is possible. The feelings which the author invoke and the characters and the story that captivates and enchants and...
...when you reach the end after following the protagonist through the chapters of words, you can't help it but feel the satisfaction of completing the book, knowing the story, but at the same time the sadness of leaving the character you have been following for the few hours in which you were completely engrossed in that bit of pulp and ink (Can't say that for Lord Of The Rings though. Its been a lag time of 2 years and i now have completely no idea what Aragon is talking about on page 322 because of that).
And so thanks to today, I have decided to start picking up reading again (Sorry Huck Finn doesn't count. That one was forced into our heads with threats of get-7-points-or-die), for real. I guess its time to hit the library for me and pick up some books (Probably murder mysteries and or horror fiction. Stephen King, creepy but hell, interesting enough. I hate horror on film so i guess reading it is the closest i can get. Censorship under my control. Hah) and get this old interest of mine up and running. I hope it hasn't died out yet.
Maybe i should begin again with Lord Of The Rings and find out what the hell Aragon is talking about.
Wow thats long. I think too much. Hah
and it's brighter than sunshine.
Today there was national day celebration, Olympics and best of all you.
I could say lucky stars were shining when we band of random people got caught in the most unlikely of places (but rather predictable from what i heard) because of the laughter (massive sound pollution) produced from watching a video on a 2 by 1-half inch screen. Then we were caught; And sent off to stand in a row (like awaiting execution), only to be let off with a warning and being free to feast on awesome reception. I say, excellent trade off!
In short we got caught ponning celebrations and got caught but let off and ended up eating at the reception. Quite fun, considering the random ball throwing game and bridge. And food. Haha
And then went off to catch a movie, The Mummy. It was nice really, something i would like to do again. And again.
and replay over and over
And walked around the place, going to the most random of places but learning and having a fun time,
Yes it was fun
Before leaving for home. Stupid 186, so fast. Hah
You have a nice smile and hands
P.S Take more photos Brian! And exams are closer than you think!
Stay quiet, stay near, stay close
...a knack of saying the wrong thing at the wrong time, or just over thinking.
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Its like one of those locking-yourself-out-of-your-house kind of moments
X)
Haha. Horrible timing.
Then again its one of those moments where i usually breathe out a prayer before saying anything
