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Monday, May 31, 2010

Mmm .. one of the last public holidays for a long time to come. It was pretty fun-filled, however. We spent Thursday going through 2 bars together with Yx's brother and his girlfriend, but both were too shy to dance at the first bar so we headed for the next. I do hate taking cabs. Both drivers that day were fortunately not the chatty type, but I end up still having to talk to them to give them directions, at least nearer my place. Ever noticed that cab drivers tend to drive like they so totally own the road? The number of times I wanted to yell at them to look out ...

This was followed by another night of dancing at a birthday banquet. Yes, people do throw banquets costing $1000+ per table for BIRTHDAYS. This is a tad excessive, is it not? But at least this is for a 60th birthday; my parents have attended something even more ludicrous - a banquet held for some baby's 1st month. HUH. Seriously, even the 1st month thing is moot by today's standards. In the past when babies frequently died in the perinatal period, yes. But if you need to celebrate a baby surviving past 30 days nowadays, then you seriously need to consider sacking our whole load of neonatologists. We should, in keeping with the times, have a big celebration only at 16 or 18 years old. A 'My-Kid-Didn't-Turn-Out-To-Be-A-Brat" party. Now that is worth celebrating.

I finally managed to bring myself to haul all that equipment down to do a decent photoshoot. It started out as a photograph of Valda's would-be 姐妹 dress, but subsequently my other sister and my mom joined in the throng as well. Not too shabby, considering I'm really still just working with the same equipment that I had a year ago. (Yx, if you're reading this, I think 2 more strobes will produce even nicer pictures. Yes, like Vogue magazine covers. And those extra strobes can raise cheekbones, make busts plumper, waists more slender, tone hips, produce double eyelids, succulent lips, silky hair etc etc etc ... Oh, and have I mentioned what new lenses could do? )

Ha, enough crapping. Going away on a short break this weekend, but it'll be with my in-laws.

Wenky
8:41 AM
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