"~The more people I meet, The more I trust my dog~"
You can spend minutes, hours, days, weeks or even months over-analyzing a situation, Trying to put the pieces together, justifying what could've, what would've happened or you can just leave the pieces on the floor and move the FUCK ON!!!
I'm not concerned with your liking or disliking me... All I ask is that you respect me as a human being.
heh I don't remember the last time I was on here. it has been ages, at least 2 or 3 years I believe. man, a lot has changed in those 3 years. moved to Pennsylvania, USA; literally the other side of the world from where I lived. I kept taking pictures though. check out my portfolio - My Flickr Gallery Wizard "My Jaya... <3"Peaceful
- 4 years, 6 months, 25 days ago
Wizard "My Jaya... <3"Peaceful
- 7 years, 2 months, 29 days ago
I'm back, after months. Hopefully, I'll be able to hangout more often now. Although, everything seems really boring around here now. What happened to the once "awesome" HP?
Things finally seem to be taking a good turn after all these years. I hope it's not the clam before the storm. Well, so much for optimism.
I got my long waited DLSR and now looking forward to take some pictures I can actually call "photography" instead of just clicking the shutter randomly. Got a lot to learn. And maybe buy some lenses. Not those "L" series top-notch lenses. But I'd be happy with a 50mm. Oh well.
Finally, my diploma is over. Still has to do the final presentation. It's due this Saturday. One more up-coming exam next month as well.
Then, need to find some time to get back into writing. Not that I really don't have time but I don't feel like writing these days. Creativity cannot be forced I guess.
Got a job offer. Debating on whether to accept it or not. I still have to do my higher studies. Find a university first, then get accepted. Not to mention a scholarship. Money. Funny how everything comes down to money.
Thus life goes on. Wizard "My Jaya... <3"Peaceful
- 7 years, 8 months, 24 days ago
My glorious new wall hanging, Treated to be live like a king, Dawn to dusk, dusk to dawn, It was there without a weeping.
A fly! A FLY!
How dare you, petite little waste, To swell your muck in a haste? I rushed to it, yelling “BEGONE!” Furiously, forcefully, it was chased.
Oh dear! OH DEAR!
What have I done, To my beloved golden? For it has… withdrawn. It is there no more, it has fallen.