I asked my Digital Photography class to do three pictures, one of which is a full body picture of yours truly with a solid background, and they had to do photomanipulation to make it look like I had elemental powers. I know, I know, it's a bit conceited, but hey, this is the first time I asked any of my classes to do something like this. Anyway, they picked their elements via draw-lots, and wind was the only one left. Since it would really suck if the elements weren't complete, I decided to do it myself and see if I still knew how to do heavy photomanips.

What do you know, I still can. But maygahd, that was hard. Fun, yes, but there were a couple of times when I wanted to strangle my PC.

So yeah, I present to thee, "WIND". The rest of the elements (earth, fire, water, light, ice) are scattered out there.

Currently listening to: Daughtry - Supernatural
Currently feeling: accomplished

I have a problem.

It started last year. I don't know how, why and when exactly, but it's getting harder and harder as the days go by. Everyday, I struggle with it and it's starting to affect my work. I want to kick myself for letting it get to this point, but I realized that beating myself up wouldn't do me any good. I have to take action and start acting responsibly. I set out this afternoon with one goal in mind, and I swear everything is going to change.

Bumili ako ng alarm clock. Di na ako male-late. Yey.

Currently listening to: Train - This Ain't Goodbye
Currently feeling: blah

Allow me a bit of ranting time.

I was on my way to fetch my mom when this guy in a bike decided to stand right in the middle of the road and talk to the security guard in our village gate. I slowed down and flashed my headlights to let him know that a car was trying to go through the narrow gate. The stupid guy looks at me and then moves to the side with his bike.

WTF. The gate was narrow and he just moves to the side like I'm not gonna run him over if I didn't have morals and were extremely violent? I flashed my headlights again and gestured for him to get move forward. You would've thought he'd take the hint that I wasn't comfortable with him standing there pretending to be paper-thin, but nooooooooooo.

Fine. Whatever. I stepped on the gas and moved forward, trying not to hit the stupid guy on my left and the railings on my right. I'm almost through when boom, I hit his bike with my side-view mirror. Now normally I'd let it slide, but this annoyed me so I rolled down my window and went all terror-teacher on him and the guard who didn't even have the common sense to ask stupid guy to get out of the way. Ang dali-daling tumabi, hindi magawa. Shet.

At least he had the decency to apologize. If he had argued with me, I would've gone postal on this idiot.

There, I'm feeling all better after letting out some steam. Back to work.

Currently feeling: annoyed

My dad found my old Olympus 700BF film camera this morning. It was the first camera I ever owned. I remember going around school with the camera in my hand and taking pictures of unsuspecting friends. Back then, I would cover (of course I didn't call it that before) any and every event at school, have the pictures developed and show my classmates how funny they looked candid. But when the digital age started to boom, I forgot all about the camera. I got tired of loading film, waiting for it to rewind, waiting for the flash to charge. Taking pictures became a tedious task, so I (subconsciously) put it on the top shelf and let it gather dust.

Now it sits on top of my desk, right beside my keyboard. I have no need of it anymore, to be honest; even if I am into film photography again, I have been spoiled by fully-manual SLRs and toy cameras that I am no longer interested in an autofocus point and shoot. The logical thing to do is to dispose of it, right?

Hence the not-so-Earth-shattering dilemma. Do I keep it or not? It has sentimental value, but I don't need it anymore. Hmmm.

Maybe I should use it one more time and see.

In other news, I just killed twenty or so mosquitos with that electric mosquito killer shaped like a tennis racket. If I were a fellow mosquito, I'd be on top of their most wanted list.

Currently feeling: annoyed