sun was crazy hot. burns my eyes after awhile and i'm not the kind of person who can withstand heat without wanting to faint. wimp. we headed down to Chinatown after the Induction at Adelphi Hotel. worse Chinatown in the world i swear they make Petaling Street look like Disneyland. then we lugged back 10kilos of rice, soy sauce, oyster sauce and whatnots. damn Chinese i swear. rants aside, reality has started to sink in.
you. are. not. real.
whilst Liverpool is beautiful, it makes me appreciate the little things about Malaysia even more. despite its beauty, i will never find the same comfort the latter gives me.
the weather's beautiful. some days its mild with a hint of breeze, on other days the heat is intense something i don't deal with very well. Liverpool is a colorful place, and i realize that my dire need to photograph has been well fulfilled. i guess it's pretty obvious that i haven't been shooting much in the past few months. still, there still remains a gaping hole yet to be filled. there is a yearning to share, to tell, to tug on the shirt of another and to excitedly yell look! at everything.
but i know that if that is to happen, i will shoot less. i shoot more in contemplative states, when my mind dwells on emotions such as sadness and longing. happy emotions render me useless. i guess in a way, the happiest creatures are fools. it's not a bad thing really, and more than anything i want to be happy but being happy makes me less productive as a person which is a retard of an excuse if you ask me. as i type this, U2's The Sweetest Thing is playing, this is how i feel about us, about life, about these streets that burn of the summer heat.
these days, when i see the hoardes of people clicking away, i feel a sense of pride. memories, regardless if they are good or bad, should be preserved for it is our experiences that define who we are today. after all a picture is a moment that will always live.
should get started on them assignments soon, backache is really getting to me argh.
