The Night Sky and Snow

Just random shots I took when I gazed out of the window and saw it was snowing again. The flash gave it an effect that amazed me. 

It seems as though the sky is burning and the fragile white tree stands defiant.

Snow-capped Hibiscus

Ab ins Bett!
Gute Nacht...

Lorem Ipsum yadah yadah

I spent the whole morning writing the first of the part of my Arts and Humanities paper. Now having my 3rd mug of the black potion, i need to write, something, anything, to get my brains out of the 'constructing' mode. The first thing that came to my mind was the infamous line "Lorem Ipsum dolor sit amet". I've encountered it many times, have always been curious about it and wondered where the heck it came from or if it even makes sense. A few seconds in Google and the wonderful wacky web offered me an explanation. Google it yourself if you want to know as well, if you are one of us, the few, who isn't inclined to Google the slightest shift of the wind. 

My not-so-aged-yet-feels-like-antique back is creaking from all the time sitting in front of the computer, so I think ima have to stretch a bit. Later alligator. (I have to know where that came from as well)

Something from the Lorem Ipsum yadah yadah info website:

"Neque porro quisquam est qui dolorem ipsum quia dolor sit amet, consectetur, adipisci velit..."

"There is no one who loves pain itself, who seeks after it and wants to have it, simply because it is pain..."

Fisheye and Snow

Sigma 10mm. Diagonal Fisheye (Tungsten Light)

A few weeks ago, after getting back from India, i chanced upon this curious Lomo Fisheye Camera for around 50 Francs in a department store. It uses traditional film and is meant, i think , more just for creative use as its housing is plastic, and the overall look of it shouts 'Stupid if you're looking for durability!'. I was paining for one and i mentioned it to my partner. What happened after was like Inception that it scared me. Earlier that month, we were already discussing about being slow on the expenses as the India trip used quite much more than we expected, I was in agreement, naturally, so i didn't expect what would transpire next. It seems, according to him, a few weeks later, he already had the Fisheye lens in his mind a long time ago, and the moment I mentioned it to him, he evolved my 50Sfr. idea into a full blown one, specifically, a 700Sfr. A few days later I would find myself hunting for the Sigma 10mm Diagonal Fisheye to see it first. I wouldn't have minded it normally, as I like this somewhat type of hunting, but what made it horrible is the fact that we are still way in the heart of winter. the shops special camera shops are not near to each other, and each one only gave disappointments, as the typical scene were either (1) the salesperson would have NO effing idea what the hell a Fisheye lens is, or (2) they have heard of a Fisheye, but they don't have it in stock and they would have to order it, the price about 50% more than the ones i can order online. Great. So much for 'Specialty' store. Fast forward to this slowly dragging story, we purchased it online, and though we claim that we are very happy with it, the test will be on our trip to Rome at the end of the month. There we would take it for a full test drive. 

Enough dilly-dallying, I have school works to do...

Adieu

Amelie in heat and my grumbling stomach

There is nothing more irritating and peeving to me than waking up hungry. Okay, I have a low EQ but the heck. When I'm hungry I'm ready to fight even the hordes of hell or the whole host of angels, whoever is standing between me and food. Today being Saturday, we already planned to have breakfast at the nearby food complex, but that means 3,4 or 5 hours waiting. Oh hell no! i already felt my vision dimming. Like some pretend hippie covered my eyes with his Instagram, vignetting his subject like @^*$!

Meh, 4 minutes later, i have my coffee from the press and cheese on toast, not my ideal breakfast, but better than me starting an epic theater this early in the weekend.

Amelie, my cat, won't shut up. At this early in the morning her suitors are singing like the world is ending. Well, whatever it takes for her to give us kittehs hehehe since since she's black as night, hopefully, the father would be the tiger colored male cat from the other day. Black tigers ftw!

And brain stalls...

exeunt...

Something old, something new...

In this age of extreme commercialism, gone are the days where you opt to shell out a hefty amount for something that will last you long. Instead, you are encouraged to pay ridiculous amounts for something that will last you a year, maybe less, depending on how soon the newest model would be concocted from their far off, underpaid/manned factory. Sticking to your "old" yet still functioning machine is not encouraged and is frowned upon. Ask that guy sitting in the other table in "insert-preferred-coffee-chain-establishment's-name". Yes, that one fumbling with his newest "add-whatever-the-hell-they-said-was-new-or-better-that-you-absofuckinglutely-have-to-buy-it-on-the-pain-of-social-death" gadget. Ask to what extremes he had to go or what torture he had to endure for it. Well, self-inflicted of course. now ask yourself; Are you up to it? Do you want to jump on the same boat? Do you want that number to haunt you for the next, "append-number-of-months-or-years-it-would_take-you-to-pay-off-that-shit-from your-plastic"? Hmm,just a thought. Something that stirred my attention, looking at a billboard on a snowy winter afternoon whilst waiting for my tram...

Erm, Intro, I guess...

One of the most difficult part in starting, or in my case -restarting, a blog is the bloody business of choosing its title. On the day of the idea's conception, it would, almost always, consume about 80% of my energy, followed shortly by the layout and template option. Although i would like to triumphantly declare that I passed this grueling task, on this third time that I drag myself to write this blog, I would rather skip it and just focus more on filling it up with nonsense and stuff, or whatever would pass and fill my soggy brain every now and then. For reasons I can not understand at present, I do not know what pushed me to delete my old blog. looking back, I think, that the memories that each entry on it carried too much memories and emotions, that I must have buckled under the day i decided to delete it. How stupid and lame. As i sit with a now cold mug of coffee (it was hot when i started creating the blog -yes, i mean choosing the design and the wallpaper), trying to concoct a wishfully witty start to my new blog, I painfully look back at that rash decision. Not much time has passed since then, but now I feel that the journey those entries could have afforded me would have been a wonderful feeling. Meh, maybe it's just the winter talking through my fingers; with skies all gray and overcast most of the times and what-not. Now before my fleeting brain gets caught in digression, i do hope that this blog would archive the memories and moments of my life through each entries I will add...