Recently attended class-related barbecue. Wonder if that counts as first class reunion after IB.

Also, have attempted to learn photography. I have always tried to be more impulsive and unpredictable. It is for this reason, that I recently purchasing a Fujifilm Finepix S800 from Mustafas.  It  was a great deal – something which you don’t often find, even at Mustafas. (I’m still wondering if it’s  actually stolen or defective.)

From what I’ve learned so far, photography is a nice mix of  ‘artsy-ness’ and ‘techy-ness’  – you figure out stuff like shutter speed and ISO  as well as figuring out photography as an art-form – i.e. what works and what doesn’t. And you do all this either by harassing veterans or interrogating salespeople. It’s good that this age has a happy amount of photographers – its easy to find people who know what you’re doing wrong.

Another thing I’ve learned about photography is that, once you start taking photos in a more serious fashion, you start to notice things like colors and lines a lot more. It’s exactly like literature and drama I suppose. When you have to analyze god literature or create passable drama, you sit up and take notice when you see something really good (and shrink back in your seat when you see something really bad). Colours seem deeper and light seems more alive now.

There again, this may just be another symptom of post-traumatic-examination disorder.