Finally, the JayCube family reunites!
(check out contrast of the pleasant well-behaved gurls
and the barbaric misdemeanor of the guys)
Part of the late-nighters
But ultimately, the family of love!
♥♥♥
wheee! it’s an honour to be the official photographer of
our FAMILY PHOTO!
yes darlings, I know I owe yall more photographs than that =)
There are a whole lot more, will send to yall via e-mail
Well, as much of my buddies already know, I’ve been up and wide awake till the wee hours of the morning ever since work has started. Sometimes, I’ve been going to classes as late as hell too because of the inadequate sleep
As of late, my bedtime is 4am-5am. T_T Yes, I know it sucks but those deadlines are seriously till my neck. But apart from all the stress of staying up late at work and coming back with more work to do with 200++ photo editing to do and burning the photographs into cds after cds, I can honestly say, I do love my job.
Dream’s Most Wanted Hip Hop night
Throughout my course of work, I’ve rubbed shoulders with some important and really cool people.
Apart from that, I’ve also met people of ALL kinds. Very very diverse, if I were to say so myself. You would never believe the kinda weird people I meet.
AHAHAHA . Okays, I won’t say much but.. there was this one man who innumerably flipped and combed it and insisted that I take his picture over and over again. It was the 34th photograph that I politely excused myself as I had many more OTHER shots to take. LOL talk about being narcissistic!
Working as a freelance event photographer exposed me to so much more hands-on experience and especially how to handle the subjects.
I can truly admit that I’ve taken everything I’ve been through as a stepping stone to achieve better and better quality photographs. I still have lots to learn!
After work at USM’s tanglung festival
Speakin of USM, my current project is teaching n guiding the
USM students’ photography club.
Ya know, the strangest thing was.. I cultivated my passions for photography since I was a kid of only 5 years old. Back then, only those film cameras were used and mom had always screamed her head off at me whenever her camera goes missing from her cabinet.
I’m pretty darn sure most of the people I mix with or at least relatively know me, will label me as the ‘girl who keeps taking pictures of everything’. Yes, I am fully aware of that and NO I do not mind at all. ^_^
That’s because with each picture I take, comes with a reason or an aesthetic value behind them. Thus no, I do not take photographs for no good reason. ^_^
Learnt lots from my photography mentor and sifu, New2Mac. He was one of the few people who drove my photography passions to a higher level
Penang FlickR photography members @ Little Penang Street Market
yay our club Tshirt is gonna be done soon!
Hmm.. being paid to club, how does that sound? ahaahah awesome? But the truth is, I hardly get to club or party the night away when I’m working although I’m within the premises. =( AND, I do not remember when was the last time I enjoyed in a club, besides working.
Other than that, I work on other projects too. B.E.D Penang has launched a new menu and I was honoured to be called in for the food photography to be on their advertisements and menu.
And my boss and I had to gulp down everything after I’m done with the shooting. GOSH, imagine 25++ dishes shared by 3 people? No freakin way.
Hahha. Oh by the way, I didn’t post up most of the photographs I’ve shot at work for fear that it might be sensitive to some. Like, duh.
Those are clubbing pictures and certain people might have ‘secretly’ gone clubbing or might be holding some holy or high position so much so that they wouldn’t exactly favour other people seeing them partying their head off.
And happy deepavali to all.
Holla to all gurls!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(and certain guys)
Raise your hands! Make some noise!
I bet lotsa gurls camwhore in the fitting rooms, be it with their friends or alone. =)
Wheeeee.. here are a few snapshots when I was on my shoppin spree. I just didn’t realize that I had so many fitting room camwhore piccies!
OMFG I miss my long hair Hmm.. but it’s already growing =)
Lovin the top – bought it immediately!
Matched my red highlights back then though
=)
Strangely, one random day, bestie Rach and I went crazy and bought so many camisoles and tiny keychains for us and our friends
Sometimes, I KNOW I don’t wear certain kinds of styles but by trying it on in the fitting room, it’ll give you an idea of how you’d look like in public. So take a look :
In this humid Malaysian weather, you NEVER see me in a trenchcoat
(i’m not Sherlock Holmes thank you very much)
^_^
Corporate look anyone?
ahahaha.. bestie Joyce and I were tryin them on
to prepare for our presentations the next day
And yeah, most of the time, I wasn’t alone as you can see =)
Mum & I trying on stripes in Liz Clairborne
Benjie & I in TopShop last year
Bestie Rach and I in Forever 21
So… ermmm
THANK YOU IN ADVANCE okie? okie? okie?
haahaahaha
I’ll keep it safe here :
my previous white wallet, currently a black one
(but the steel keychain stays and never changes!)
It has been a long time since I came up with an emo post. But.. it’s no fault of mine doing it now. After all, this IS my virtual diary.
What’s going on right now in my little figment of thoughts? No one knows.
As a random thought passes by,
Why is my mind heaving a sigh?
I can’t comprehend where I’ve turned,
I guess all I have to do now is to learn.
Brimming in me was one dream, one goal and one aim,
Now it feels like every bit of effort is in vain,
I guess some things will bound to cease
Even though I yearn it to increase.
Draining little by little, the fuel is burning out,
How I wish I could shout it out loud,
I just want me and my spirits to be the same again,
With the right priorities to be focused as the main.
I’m aimless and losing direction,
Halting midway at this very strange junction,
I need a light to show me the way,
Amen to : what come what may
I feel mute in every way,
The virtual world has made my attention sway,
Where I seek solace from the harsh reality,
At things that may be of nothing but complexity.
idk. I’ve slacked alot. In my priorities, in my coursework, in my grades (from As to B+s. Somehow I sense a B coming in soon at the end ofthe semester), and in my conduct in general. And no, I do not need anyone to tell me that – for I can feel it. within.
Would someone please slap me on the head and wake me up?? I’m way in over my head.
I’m sorry mom. I’m sorry to anyone I’ve affected.. and to YOU. thanks for counting sheep backwards with me and that yelloebanana game.
and I promise that I will buck up. Get back on track. However strange that my only rival is myself, it somehow lingers in familiarity.
it doesn’t get ANY better.
I’m sorry Jessica,
I don’t want to see you like this either.