Amidst the hustle and bustle.

Life has been truly hectic, as you can tell from my lack of posts these days. Things are very much a routine, so much so that I probably failed to notice even the smallest things in my life, which explains why I haven't really been blogging. Life revolves around school and uni friends and projects. The only breather any of us  could take was perhaps that from mealtimes or bus rides heading towards home. Mealtimes have become exceptionally frequent such that I wonder if we are really hungry, or that eating was just an excuse to take a break from the never-ending projects. The usual bunch has been very supportive and I think this is a very clear factor why I'm still persevering.

I realised, on the way home today, that I kept pressing 'Next' on the ipod when it played emo songs. Not that I am happy (but I am not unhappy either), but I felt I wasn't in the mood to be emo, or I don't have the time now to emo. Everyone else is gritting their teeth and trying to finish the semester, that I feel that I need to do the same, and so I must maintain my motivated mood till the end of this semester. Perhaps, also, I've been so busy that the search engine in my head is now inactive. Or maybe because I've found the answers I needed to my questions such that the search engine becomes stagnant. I think it's good, because if it's activated again, there will be almost no end to the search for memories. Thank goodness for a strong mind.

Finally, I think I have my own intepretation of photography lately. Sometimes it is really not about the picture being artsy or in-depth, it is, in my opinion, very important that a picture makes people smile/happy. Pictures are often captured memories and because memories are so intangible, pictures seemingly become a tool that makes memories tangible. I'm suddenly interested in capturing moments that might bring smiles when being looked at even ten years down the road.

Sometimes, we share different principles from others that we think they are on the wrong track. Truth is, they are merely on a different track, but not necessarily a wrong one.

I hope, though, that I will still see you at the finishing line.