Hello! You're reading too-senti written on Wednesday, June 18, 2008 at 12:45 am and filed under: Dailies.

too-senti

18 Jun 2008 12:45 am

Since I got this Canon camera, I’ve been taking pictures. There’s no special occasion or anything but somehow it drives me to just take pictures of things. So far I’ve captured ants marching by the roadside, us indulging in a western food hawker, hamsters sleeping in funny poses, people complaining they hate cameras(in funny poses too), etc… I know it’s camera whoring. I just can’t help it. Before I’ve got one, I remember wishing time and again ‘I wish I had a camera now’ each time I see interesting views or moments.

I’m that sort who loves keeping things. Anyone who’s worked or hanged out with me would know. I put sentimental value even on the smallest of items I get. Take for example this thing people call crap-and-should-be-thrown post-it note with my name on it. It was the label a friend of mine used on this jar of chocolate coated cornflakes she gave me on a special occasion I can’t remember, Chinese New Year I guess. I kept it because I thought it was among the sweetest things (and few things) I got from a friend. The only problem I get is where to put all the piles of valued items. It can be really troublesome looking for a proper storage. More often than not they end up languishing everywhere.

As much as keeping of physical items gives a bit of a trouble when doing some housekeeping, photos too can be a headache - ok, camera whoring rather. From 3GB left in my C drive, it was down to a 300MB+ the other day that I can’t even open Adobe Photoshop which complained about scratch disk being full. Good thing we have a few blank DVDs and I stored all them to it. I’m intending to buy CD bag to hopefully organize those. Let’s just hope they don’t languish everywhere too.

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