Saturday, September 22, 2007
Friday, September 21, 2007
Cranberry Pomegranate
Can you spell "fed up"?
Yeah well, it has been a pretty frustrating fornight all around. I'm not even going to bother to go into details, but right now - I'm sure you people know who you are!
>____<" I'm not going to call down the forces of karma or whatever you want to call it, but yes, my God is bigger than whatever you throw at me. So don't think you can get away with all these *gleeful*
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Mocha and Enoki's 3rd litter was born on 18 September 2007 with 6 healthy pups. Mocha is now living alone and is giving me the cold shoulder as though I broke up his family on purpose ~___~
Meanwhile, Mirugai, Mocha's mama has passed away in her sleep. We believe she died of old age.
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Age is nothing but a number. Grown-ups are not necessarily grown-up in their thinking. I've given up on a number of "grown-ups" already. I just added another two to that list today.
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The worst part of the job-hunt is the waiting. Okay, correction. The worst part of the job-hunt is the increased brain-activity during the waiting. The worst kind of brain-activity to have is the kind that takes place during the semi-conscious moments before sleep kicks in.
Did I mention I have resorted to using my eye cream every night of late?!
Sheesh. It looks like just waiting for a job is enough to make me AGE!
- 22 September 2007 12:27 am -
Yeah well, it has been a pretty frustrating fornight all around. I'm not even going to bother to go into details, but right now - I'm sure you people know who you are!
>____<" I'm not going to call down the forces of karma or whatever you want to call it, but yes, my God is bigger than whatever you throw at me. So don't think you can get away with all these *gleeful*
--
Mocha and Enoki's 3rd litter was born on 18 September 2007 with 6 healthy pups. Mocha is now living alone and is giving me the cold shoulder as though I broke up his family on purpose ~___~
Meanwhile, Mirugai, Mocha's mama has passed away in her sleep. We believe she died of old age.
--
Age is nothing but a number. Grown-ups are not necessarily grown-up in their thinking. I've given up on a number of "grown-ups" already. I just added another two to that list today.
--
The worst part of the job-hunt is the waiting. Okay, correction. The worst part of the job-hunt is the increased brain-activity during the waiting. The worst kind of brain-activity to have is the kind that takes place during the semi-conscious moments before sleep kicks in.
Did I mention I have resorted to using my eye cream every night of late?!
Sheesh. It looks like just waiting for a job is enough to make me AGE!
- 22 September 2007 12:27 am -
Friday, September 07, 2007
Multiple Blessings
Weeks seem to fly by. I am now beginning on the official job hunt. Life is good and busy. I have just so many things I want to do before I get a job it's incredible. Of course, at the top of that list is to take as many photos as possible!
I won't get to do that as often as I like when I am stuck in an office...
...
Mocha and Enoki are proud parents to a second litter. Enoki seems to have learnt from experience and is eating a lot better than when she had her first litter. The evidence is in the fact that these three 8-day-olds are a lot chubbier than their older siblings.
I'm not going to flood this space with more ham-photos for now, because I meant this as a quick entry :) So visit my Flickr if you wish to view more :)
...
I've been wanting to keep another Syrian hamster for a long, long time. I've even found a shop that sells the cutest, most darling Syrians I've seen in a long time! I have managed to refrain from taking one home since I found the shop over three months ago.
Somehow I have been very blessed. My friend just called me to say she would like me to have her entire stash of hamster cages, tanks, wheels and water bottles, as well as whatever supplies she has on hand.
I was stunned for awhile - according to her, one of the tanks is a 1.5 footer and can house a Syrian!
I was amazed. So yes - pick up is arranged for Monday afternoon. So maybe I can keep a Syrian after all :) But - we shall see...
...
Another avenue in which I was incredibly blessed today: I decided to print some of my macros :)
I selected 48 of them out of what must be close to 60,000 raws (it's not fun digging around in a bunch of 50 CDs trying to find what you want >____>!!) and took them to a shop I'd never been to before.
Initially I had this completely clueless look about me because I'd never printed digitals in my life. I'd never had the need to, you see. So I must have looked something like a bimbotic fool standing in front of the counter. (And I'd picked today to deck myself in a spaghetti strap and light blue jeans and platform slippers, complete with sunglasses >____> Well it was a HOT day!! I was roasted just walking out to the bus stop!!)
Well, I don't know what they thought of me then, but when they saw what I wanted to print, they swarmed around and just ogled at my macros of hammies, flowers, leaves and waterdrops. They kept asking me questions and stuff about the photos. They were impressed that my powershot could deliver such photos :)
I thought that secretly, perhaps they even thought this girl didn't look like a photographer at all >____>
They were so impressed with me that they gave me loads of discounts. Instead of paying well over $250, I only paid $142 :) They were hoping to keep my custom, they said :)
I was so moved, so excited that I walked out of the shop with trembling hands. I never imagined that my photos could move strangers who deal with photos everyday, day in, day out. I simply never realised I could take such photos if at all. I know how it sounds, but trust me. I just never realised.
My suspicions were confirmed later on when the boss spoke to me when I came back to collect the photos. He asked me kindly who the photographer was >__________<
I am not sure what I said or how I said it! I need to ask Rz what I actually said, but I know I said it was me :P
He asked about my camera again, and we chatted for awhile :) I'm definitely going back :) Perhaps I'm biased because they like my photos?? But I don't care!! Hehehe!!
Here are some of the 8Rs on my bed :)
Soufflé checking herself out XD
- 7 September 2007 3:15am -
I won't get to do that as often as I like when I am stuck in an office...
...
Mocha and Enoki are proud parents to a second litter. Enoki seems to have learnt from experience and is eating a lot better than when she had her first litter. The evidence is in the fact that these three 8-day-olds are a lot chubbier than their older siblings.
I'm not going to flood this space with more ham-photos for now, because I meant this as a quick entry :) So visit my Flickr if you wish to view more :)
...
I've been wanting to keep another Syrian hamster for a long, long time. I've even found a shop that sells the cutest, most darling Syrians I've seen in a long time! I have managed to refrain from taking one home since I found the shop over three months ago.
Somehow I have been very blessed. My friend just called me to say she would like me to have her entire stash of hamster cages, tanks, wheels and water bottles, as well as whatever supplies she has on hand.
I was stunned for awhile - according to her, one of the tanks is a 1.5 footer and can house a Syrian!
I was amazed. So yes - pick up is arranged for Monday afternoon. So maybe I can keep a Syrian after all :) But - we shall see...
...
Another avenue in which I was incredibly blessed today: I decided to print some of my macros :)
I selected 48 of them out of what must be close to 60,000 raws (it's not fun digging around in a bunch of 50 CDs trying to find what you want >____>!!) and took them to a shop I'd never been to before.
Initially I had this completely clueless look about me because I'd never printed digitals in my life. I'd never had the need to, you see. So I must have looked something like a bimbotic fool standing in front of the counter. (And I'd picked today to deck myself in a spaghetti strap and light blue jeans and platform slippers, complete with sunglasses >____> Well it was a HOT day!! I was roasted just walking out to the bus stop!!)
Well, I don't know what they thought of me then, but when they saw what I wanted to print, they swarmed around and just ogled at my macros of hammies, flowers, leaves and waterdrops. They kept asking me questions and stuff about the photos. They were impressed that my powershot could deliver such photos :)
I thought that secretly, perhaps they even thought this girl didn't look like a photographer at all >____>
They were so impressed with me that they gave me loads of discounts. Instead of paying well over $250, I only paid $142 :) They were hoping to keep my custom, they said :)
I was so moved, so excited that I walked out of the shop with trembling hands. I never imagined that my photos could move strangers who deal with photos everyday, day in, day out. I simply never realised I could take such photos if at all. I know how it sounds, but trust me. I just never realised.
My suspicions were confirmed later on when the boss spoke to me when I came back to collect the photos. He asked me kindly who the photographer was >__________<
I am not sure what I said or how I said it! I need to ask Rz what I actually said, but I know I said it was me :P
He asked about my camera again, and we chatted for awhile :) I'm definitely going back :) Perhaps I'm biased because they like my photos?? But I don't care!! Hehehe!!
Here are some of the 8Rs on my bed :)
Soufflé checking herself out XD
- 7 September 2007 3:15am -
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