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read between the lines
old people god answers prayer. my chronic illness manifested itself right until this morning, subsided when i was out shooting and beleguered me when i returned. body wracked with pains. but i'm fine for now...man today's experience was quite something....now i know what it feels like to be a paparazzi! i was shooed away, shunned and nearly beaten up by old men. but i understand anyway...i mean who the heck wants to be taken photos of by some stranger? but still, i'm thankful i returned home in one piece, with my cam intact. and it didn't rain! when i was sick and in bed, the weather was just perfect...raining for hours on end....very nice and cold....free air-cond. but one thing about the sun, though. parched my lips and dehydrated my throat. became a little sick after that...but after some cooling off and a rest over at mcd's, i felt better again. and what do ya know, singapore is a small place after all. i thought i'd be lost, since i went alone, but i didn't...well, not exactly. started off at outram park mrt, passed by chinatown mrt, wanted to go back...but ended up in a very familiar place....third place. by then, my feet were starting to ache and i was panting away after walking for three hours with less than half the roll of film used...so i decided it wasn't worth it to continue. ended up taking the bus to bt panjang, where i made use of the remaining half-roll of film i had left to shoot....statues of the process of christ being crucified on the cross. yeah, i gave up on the old people...cos it's just impossibly hard to capture pain on them! they either just hate the camera or pose with smiling faces (for those that allowed me to shoot them). one interesting thing was, there was this old guy who immediately struck up a pose with two rabbit fingers in the air. reminded me of one of the kids from my mission trip...haha. as a side note, i thought rabbit fingers were only used by lame japanese-schoolgirl wannabes with short-skirted uniforms on them in their stupid pink pigtails and their "kawaii" utterances...or those 'poser' tweenage-cum-early-teenage girls and their star-sprinkled neoprints.....so euckkk (a combination of eugh and yuck, created by yours truly). but back to the old people....yeah, i did see a lot around that area....and there was this lady with an osteoporosis-ravaged back collecting and carrying cardboard boxes....my first instinct was to shoot her but i felt so bad for her that i decided to let her pass and wheel her cart away. i just felt that it was against me to invade privacy by shooting someone so forlorn like that. saw some other things as well. so, yeah, though i screwed up my assignment, i got quite an insight into the lives of old people in (singapore's) town. why wasn't i in jb? for obvious security reasons, what with the latest cases of snatch thiefs with parangs and guns fronting the headlines ever so often. and for some unexplainable reason, i feel unbelievably perky ever since i spent my evening cooling off at a place which has my favourite things all in one building. even the fact that i have yet to re-shoot another roll and process both rolls fails to dampen my mood. |
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