JOEYT.


My life is filled with the best cliques of people one can ever wish for. As I take my stroll to the bus stop every morning, my eyes set vision to the things happening around me - the people, the actions, the shirts and dresses they're wearing, the things they're carrying, and so many more. Sometimes, I secretly make a guess. I guess where they're heading to, what they're going to do when they have reached their destination, and then question, "why?". That leads me to a whole new set of questions and thinking - their purpose of their individual vision. With each set of vision, I compare against each to and fro. After all these analytical thinking, I take theirs and make comparison to mine. I realised the tag they put against me as a "Lost Boy" is none but true. I like to think back a lot on the things that I've done as a form of reflection. These 'reflections' are mostly made up of people. Because of this group of people, my life is less dull. Some sparked up my life tremendously, while some are just random bystanders that found their way into my memory. In this humble photo blog of mine, I hope to make-known the importance of these people in my life. I have finally figured out my purpose in life. Needless to say, academic commitments make up a big percentile as a student. But most importantly, these people. They really mean a lot to me.

SETUP: A 17yo 1st year SP Architecture student armed with a D40X 18-55MM, 55-200MM, SB600. EOS 400D 17-85MM, 50MM F1.8, 70-300MM, 580EX.

Monday, December 22, 2008 ,10:20 PM










the people i spend every recess with. all of us got into good institutions that we should be proud of, but only one decided to take an alternative route. 

zhu an has contracted the liondance+muaythai disease lately, being extra hyper each time we meet. 

i hope carvey changes for the better, because if he doesn't, he will knock somebody down one day, should he try to do the walks up to you in rapid pace, stops in front of you, jerks like a mad dog, and walks away. we shall meet on the 2 jan and do some valuable unofficial photoshoots. 

rinaldo will be back this january, and i think i'll shout for joy when i see this indon. he is much missed. 

terencejit, judging from his messenger personal message, should well be on his way to a whole new career - the dhol player. his personal message currently reads, dance to the beat while i bang my dhol. rock on punjab. 

samuel is a cutie. that day, i caught a glimpse of the bighead when bus 61 passed by ngee ann. he was wearing this skinny black jeans, some polo tee that must have been mass distributed during his IT fair working days, and a pair of really handsome slippers. to top it all, he was carrying this very formal black laptop briefcase-like bag. it's a holy contrast. i smiled to myself in the bus. i text him, "eh you very handsome." and he called me, demanding, "eh where are you. come find me leh. where where where." obviously i was on the bus, on my way home. i lied, "you go to the dustbin there." he walked and tried to find me. and this game went on for a good 6 minutes. samuel must remain a cutie. the people from starhub and M1 love such customers, because he dials the number of random people every night. that's if, he hasn't change.

after such a long time, dex got himself into a _____ state. i was taken aback when i saw him. his chest muscle could have been mistaken for pamela's, and his arms, it contributes at least 30% to his body weight.! but i'm cool. he is still as cool (in the dull way) as ever.

i think i am sad that we haven't been meeting much as often as we'd like to. but it's fine. 


IN FINALITY,
JOEY.

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