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A Boy and His Voice

You won't like me when I'm green.

Sunday, June 29, 2008

Bruce Banner said, "Don't make me angry, you wouldn't like me when I'm angry" and then he proceeds to turn green and create havoc.

Well, I'm something like that... not exactly, but I'm sure just as drastic. To put it simply, I'm a different person when I'm IN green.

Some of you might or might not have known that I recently went for my reservist. It was only for a week but for that one week, I was almost a different person. I swear a lot more (oh yes, I can swear a lot more), I smoke a lot more, I become stupid, couldn't care less for hygiene, dirty, eat almost anything, and generally become... a plebeian. The funny thing is, there are groups of people who think otherwise. In fact, they regard me as a people-finder, problem-solver, and an all-round superman.

I've got to live with the fact that this annual event will last for another 6 years and I guess I can understand (to a certain extent)why I have to do this. What I don't understand is, how can they expect us to do the same things, perform at the same level, and do what we do when we first enlist? How can they expect our bodies to last the same distance and suffer the same beating as when we were 18? Let's not even get me started on the system. OHHHH.. I'll probably be jailed if I were to let it out.

The point is, for a week or two every year, I become a different person. And I thank my love ones who help to keep me in check and get back to normal life. I'm different when I'm green... and oh do I hate green.

A Photo A Day

Thursday, June 12, 2008

As you guys might have guessed, I have been bitten by the shutterbug lately.

Why the Holga? You might ask. Why not a digicam?

Well, I love the trippy and crazy colours of the Holga and I thought heck, it might even improve my visual sense. A digicam doesn't have that element of surprise. It's too clean... too predictable... definitely not enough to get me hooked.

I know a lot of us take photos for fun and to document your lives... very much like why some of us blog. But would you take a picture everyday for 18 years of your lives?

I just read of someone who did and unfortunately, it didn't have a happy ending.

To me, it is a powerful story of how one stays dedicated to what he does and an insight into his life.

R.I.P Jamie Livingston.