Kotobian Tagazo Do Kaamatan!
It's the 30th and 31th of May which marks the season for celebration of the Harvest festival here in Sabah. It's been about 5 months ago that I typed my last post! Many things happened along the way - I finally graduated from an international university in Thailand for three years and now I'm back at home doing my practical work in a secondary school in goshen since 2 months ago. Although I miss my time back in university but I miss being home where all the things I once go through I'm going through again. I realized that life shouldn't be around those things that has passed but it should be around those that needs to be accomplished and that regards to my dreams.
Being home (as in at my house) sure gives the nice feeling of being home with my family. It's where I can actually act my childish way of dealing things, namely, staying up late and waking up late and go through the days playing Facebook. However, I grew tired of that kind of life since I've done that sort of things back in uni as well as those times when I was a bit younger. Being in another town with practical work sure changes things up. I had to wake up early and go to the office by 7am. Of course school starts early but I never imagined I had to wake up that early like around 6am just to get ready for a long office hour. I guessed that's just life. It's always an ending cycle of work, work, work, just to get through life with those salaries or wages. I cannot put the blame on life or anything else that's on earth. It just happen and exist on how it should be.
OK, I"m thinking about all philsophy now. Probably it's just my nature of how I look at things. Of how I view the world through my favorite hobby. Since that day when my Pentax got an accident and left the image all green I wasn't thinking of going through with it since I have to bear of doing filtering the image to black and white. All of a sudden, as if a miracle had happened, my DSLR was alive and showing its last image in colors. I was curious how it could have happen or how it could had been that way after almost 6 months being spoiled by its sensor. I know that right now it's not that same anymore. It wasn't as sharp as before or as smooth as before but I knew that it's still living and helping the master photographer with keeping memories for the future. I'm just glad right now I can still play around with my camera. I haven't been that free taking photos but I tried going out with my camera whenever there's time to take pictures or when the weather is just fine with all the amazing lights.
I think this post is about what's in my memory that I wanted to write in. It's hard to separate what my personal life has become because of photography but it sure was an awesome journey. I think I'm talking all gibberish now with this thought of mine. But I guess I'm just writing to free myself or to express what I have in mind regarding this life of mine right now.
This photo was taken at Tagaroh Forest Reserve on top of the firehouse. It's a really nice view up there!
Being home (as in at my house) sure gives the nice feeling of being home with my family. It's where I can actually act my childish way of dealing things, namely, staying up late and waking up late and go through the days playing Facebook. However, I grew tired of that kind of life since I've done that sort of things back in uni as well as those times when I was a bit younger. Being in another town with practical work sure changes things up. I had to wake up early and go to the office by 7am. Of course school starts early but I never imagined I had to wake up that early like around 6am just to get ready for a long office hour. I guessed that's just life. It's always an ending cycle of work, work, work, just to get through life with those salaries or wages. I cannot put the blame on life or anything else that's on earth. It just happen and exist on how it should be.
OK, I"m thinking about all philsophy now. Probably it's just my nature of how I look at things. Of how I view the world through my favorite hobby. Since that day when my Pentax got an accident and left the image all green I wasn't thinking of going through with it since I have to bear of doing filtering the image to black and white. All of a sudden, as if a miracle had happened, my DSLR was alive and showing its last image in colors. I was curious how it could have happen or how it could had been that way after almost 6 months being spoiled by its sensor. I know that right now it's not that same anymore. It wasn't as sharp as before or as smooth as before but I knew that it's still living and helping the master photographer with keeping memories for the future. I'm just glad right now I can still play around with my camera. I haven't been that free taking photos but I tried going out with my camera whenever there's time to take pictures or when the weather is just fine with all the amazing lights.
I think this post is about what's in my memory that I wanted to write in. It's hard to separate what my personal life has become because of photography but it sure was an awesome journey. I think I'm talking all gibberish now with this thought of mine. But I guess I'm just writing to free myself or to express what I have in mind regarding this life of mine right now.
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