Something I’ve just started working on. A (very strong) vision in progress, if you would, although I’m not saying much at this point in time until it’s been given some solid ground stable enough to stand on. Quite a fair bit of thought has gone into this and I’ve given myself a significant perspective to work from, so the heady excitement of a brand new idea turned project steaming hot from the oven is still precariously bubbling over the surface and I’ve to keep it at bay – of sorts, I do allow it full reign behind closed doors, within the confines of my head – in order to let myself stay firmly rooted to the ground with whatever business acumen and rationality I can muster and not just fly off the hook to La-La Land where everything in my world is gold and shiny and downright exquisite.
Digressing. So I’m now back from the UK, where I heartily embraced the subzero (bordering on negatives at times) winter chill in the initial stages, which then changed into a completely contrasting phase where I literally hunted for heaters to stand in front of, and back to pining for the biting cold once more after touching down in KL and her thirty-degree equatorial heat. It’s such an inexplicable love-hate relationship, really. Kind of like marrying someone simply for the money. Of which I shan’t go into any further detail whatsoever. You know, discretionary purposes.
I spent the whole of yesterday and today mainly recuperating from what I’d deem a minor case of jet-lag from the jet-set, which somehow unintentionally resulted in all-nighters in front of the laptop, uploading the inhumane number of pictures I took on the trip – with multiple cameras – and spending an even more inhumane period of time editing them. Suffice to say, I’m not even close to being done with them yet, especially with the perfectionist and control freak in me dictating (and redictating) every single move I make.
More contrast! Less cross-processing! Balance those highlights! Perfect. Now do them the other way around!
I exhaust myself sometimes.
It’s good that I never stay complacent and crave evolution but I’ve got to learn to love the whole gradual process of growth. I’m such a sucker for this superhuman need-for-speed world we live in. That being said, I do enjoy certain things nice, sweet and slow though, cue the cheeky eyebrow wiggle.
Like drinking my coffee.
The northern (city) lights, not to be mistaken for the Aurora Borealis, mind you. Just one of the many results from playing around with my Nikon.
Reverting back to the UK, my trip was.. enlightening, to say the least. Lots of unexpected surprises and things I didn’t foresee happening, happened. Possibly the best time I’ve ever had in the UK, significance and quality-wise. I attended my graduation ceremony, of course, which was the main reason for my trip – along with many other sub-reasons – and yes, I’m now finally (finally!) an official Law graduate with the LLB behind my name.
Shevie Leong, LLB.
I like it. A whole lot. I might even shamelessly swap those sweet, sweet letters with my Chinese name, if I ever feel like it. Oh, the vainglory. I worked hard for it, so allow me to bask in it for a while.
Either way, I think I’ve gotten more self-indulgent post-UK. Don’t ask why, because I don’t entirely know the answer to it either. It’s probably something along the lines of being who I am, doing what I want, and f/cking what everyone thinks because I no longer want to people-please my way through life any more. It’s been what, twenty-one years? Well, perhaps slightly less if you choose to subtract the infantile ones.
Damn, said enlightenment was good. And I need my beauty sleep. Enjoy your night, foxes (and wolves).