A place to hang my jpeg trash in full HD glory. The collection comes from months of obsession with lenses & shutters.
Ok, so I just spent the last 15 minutes rummaging through all the comments through yahoo articles (just like what I do when I feel deficient in TV watching), and I can say right now that only 10% is somehow related or a real reaction to the article.
The rest: trash that comes in all colors and textures.
Lately, I’ve been hit by quite a lot of stress. Definitely today being the 9th consecutive day I’ve been going to school doesn’t help me to get away from it all.
Saturday was quite stressful since I only managed to recover my all-purpose UST ID from the Dean’s Office. Borrowing a projector and returning it the following day is not really a good idea. Barely managed to avoid an administrative bullet there.
Sunday was quite a pride wrecking & humbling experience. Had a specialized exam for The Varsitarian for photography. (The UST School paper) We were given 5 hours to choose 3 topics out of 6 and shoot 5 photos each, with no limits on where we can go. To make the long story short, comparing ourselves to Paul Quiambao is already impossible and to think that my work compared to the other 20 applicants is trash. I’ve been in the business for only 11.5 months, the other peepz are definitely veterans. Definitely not expecting to receive a call from the Varsi anytime soon.
Monday, managed to make it a regular day, a bit less stress. Today, stressful. Woke up at 5:15 for my last PE meeting, yet it was raining so hard. Class dismissed early at 7:45, then comes a make-up class in Theology, then a Bio-Lab quiz after that. Feels like playing PvZ endless version - real life edition.
I’m supposed to be staring at my concrete block-esque Biology book right now, yet I don’t really feel like studying right now. So tired of this 11 year old routine of way older people constantly giving you tests and trying to eject you out of the institution, while you in your youthful might try to do your best to absorb every word and remember it all at the moment of desperation. At least, when I’m busy weightlifting my shitbrick a.k.a DSLR, I know I’m constantly learning and making progress and won’t be ejected ala sudden death; I am simply free.
Not all learning happens in the classroom, trial and error & constant practice teaches way better than Prelims and Final does.