2 cups of milk bubble tea was enough to spur the caffeine-induced adventurer in me to take a long photo walk back along the bend to Stirling Road. (Albeit being such an amateur)
This was a couple of weeks back, still fresh and alive before the commencement of the semestral exams.
The Singaporean in me also motivated me to maximize use of the DSLR I had loaned from the photography society (P.S. Got to loan it again for this week)
The skies and clouds were being really cooperative, plus the gradual tint of the bus windows gave some of the pictures a very lomography feel.
I've never actually took an appreciative walk around my new estate area (see last post, they're demolishing my old place)
Even when I do, I'm just in a half-concussed state walking Cathy or Pretzel in the early morning sunshine.
Still feels amazing to have IKEA meatballs and the train station at your backgate, friendly security guards and that beckoning gym alike - even though I've clearly moved here more than a year ago!
Just came back from town (Source code was pretty good, Jake Gyllenhaal!) plus a satisfied craving for Orange Julius and eclairs for dinner; life's wonders.
Saturday, 14 May 2011
Wednesday, 4 May 2011
Time will be your ghost,
Home.
They say home is like life's rehearsal, like the dressing room where you and your trusty headband hide far far away from the crowds during those bad days or put your feet on the coffee table with no one judging you, Au natural.
Decided to take a trip down nostalgia avenue to my humble ex-residence, which has been slated to be demolished since 2008 for an educational hub in place and when Karen used to joke how my house was a bog and how she and the girls would one day help to bulldoze it all down. Indeed, home's the place where you grow up wanting to leave so eagerly but yearn to get back to when you get older. Ain't no pictures of a grand house with a perfect cow grass lawn but definitely fond memories of 10 cent ice popsicles and Marco Polo on swinging bridges. Not forgetting the sand islands where we used to dig in hope of discovering another world at the other end, only to go home with chipped nails and sand scrubbed feet and of course, hoarse voices from singing BINGO at an intolerant amplitude.
Then, I grew up and it became a place of retreat and solitude in the early mornings (if I managed to ruffle out of bed) for some quiet time or with Cathy who probably felt like such a luxury to take in the surroundings from a bird's eye view. Or during those coy moments where I had a certain someone to share this place with, along with our hopes and dreams.
(Albeit most of the photographs are taken by my broken Canon Ixus, you can compare the quality of it with my other upcoming posts taken by the on-loan DSLR though)
The famous (or not so famous) Pelican playground set featured in the neighbourhood nostalgia exhibit a couple of months back @Esplanade, they now sell these icons as brooches at the Esplanade mall.
I could almost swear this was the same cat that chased me up 6 floors way back in 2006.
Haunting. Yet meek.
Accidental overexposure.
Played around with the double exposure too
I love how we managed to discover manual film, such a gem amidst all these techno devices!
Love how the black and white grainy film captures the apt moments, giving it a very rustic feel. (Seems more likely to be the expired film effect though)
Walking down the streets was so surreal, like a dream of an abandoned ghost town with the classic plastic bag flying across the road or an empty void of the place I spent 18 years of my life in.
Felt as if a headless zombie were to linger by and spring up on us any minute, I obviously watch too many zombie flicks.
Walking down the streets was so surreal, like a dream of an abandoned ghost town with the classic plastic bag flying across the road or an empty void of the place I spent 18 years of my life in.
Felt as if a headless zombie were to linger by and spring up on us any minute, I obviously watch too many zombie flicks.
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| My kindergarden playground infested with weeds |
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| Morning dimsum at Holland Village Crystal Jade |
Goodbye Dover, I'll miss your familiar footings where my childhood resides.
Coloured film/ Fujipro 160
Film credits to R.
Song of the moment: Ellie Goulding - Your Song
Okay gonna brave the weather and get out of this mundane indoors, till later!
Tuesday, 3 May 2011
Rain please tell me now does that seem fair,
The flowers finally bloom again!
(with the much dreaded examinations over, there's finally some time for a breather)
Summertime conceptualized through the next 3 months of freedom ♥
On a side note, this baby will soon be mine after shipping details get cleared:
Song of the moment: Rhythm of the falling rain - The Cascades
Updates soon! And all the best to those who still have upcoming examinations, be it locally or the States/United kingdom ☺
Tuesday, 19 April 2011
Turn my head with talk of summertime,
Listening to Phantom of the Opera soundtracks isn't really going to get me through the upcoming semestral examinations, but it does put my mood on euphoria.
It's an exact time frame of two weeks before freedom comes running back into my arms once again ☺
(Oh how I yearn for 3 May 9am to come)
But life's been sweet, and work hasn't been too much of a toll compared to last semester oddly.
Here's to more photo adventures, picnics, RAG, carefree gallivanting and DIY crafts for the next three months ♥
It's an exact time frame of two weeks before freedom comes running back into my arms once again ☺
(Oh how I yearn for 3 May 9am to come)
But life's been sweet, and work hasn't been too much of a toll compared to last semester oddly.
Here's to more photo adventures, picnics, RAG, carefree gallivanting and DIY crafts for the next three months ♥
Sunday, 3 April 2011
Swing chairs and ramen,
Perfect Friday night spent collecting the DSLR-on-loan from school (photo worthy moments to come, hopefully), Ramen and and lounging on our favourite wooden swing @ Holland village after attempting to find a seat at The Daily Scoop.
| Fooling around with the lenses after dinner |
| Sleepy asian eyes |
Great closure to the stressful week, which marked the end of all projects and presentations for the semester ☺
One more month and I'll be able to embark on the much-dreamed DIYs and picnics and photograph adventures, really cannot wait. (Not to mention intensive Rag committee and operations meetings)
Jalan Merah Saga
Chip Bee gardens
Saturday, 2 April 2011
Black and white,
Was looking through my old photobooth pictures when I saw this picture of us from a year back,
(Black and white tone aptly captures the nostalgia of our carefree days)
Really miss the times where we could just spend half the day bordering (see footnote) between serious talk and giggles, and I'm guessing the love for polaroids is still very much evident from these below!
Even though university seems to be drifting us apart ☹
Love how some evergreen jokes never turn old.
Footnote: Typed bordering on insanity at first hahaha
P.S. Meeting the girls next week, plus Skyping with Karen, cannot wait!
Polariod credits to Audrie
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