Buddhists Do Scratch Their Heads Too

I have this urge to....

Guess?

I finally got the closure that I need.

For the last 10 years, I've been desperately tracing the whereabouts of my first crush in high school. I tried asking through common friends and just recently searching his name online. But to no success.

Just a few months ago, I was fated to bump into him online and was able to catch up with him. I learned that he's a proud father of a 5 year old girl (ouch!) and he's currently jobless.

I also learned that he's planning to purchase a LOPTOP.

"I want to buy LOPTOP. "
"Do you know where I can get an Apple LOPTOP?"
"I think I need a LOPTOP."

Just exactly as he typed it. I am crushed.

And by the way, I don't know where to buy Opple Moc Loptop. Sorry.

You know you're slowly becoming obssessed with photography when seeing interesting characters on the streets is triggering your bones to WANT to shoot them.

Last weekend, I came across a group of teenage boys who just came out of rowing practice. They were all clad in ragged clothes with a paddle each hanging on their shoulders. The sun has made their skin all tanned. Simply put, the sight of them makes a great picture of young, healthy and vibrant kids. And man, those biceps and triceps... 

And all I was thinking the entire time, how can I shoot these boys while they practice? It must be a great capture.

I swear the next time I bump into kids like them, I'll ask them when and where they practice!

There was a time in my life when I was earning more than I can actually spend but I wasn't happy. I didn't have time to go out on my free time and didn't have a life. As you know, I even missed having a regular shower schedule.

When I left that job and my friends found out the amount of money I gave up, they were astonished how it was easy for me to decide. I told them my happiness is much more important and being rich does not equate to happiness.

Now I am earning less, I am itching to leave to pursue a more high-paying job. I am beginning to hate myself. I should stop jumping from one side of the fence to the other. I might get sprained.

The saddest people in the world are those who do not give thanks...

The second saddest people in the world are those who proudly bring a DSLR camera but do not know how(or according to some they're just too lazy) to upload their pics on the computer....

The third saddest people are those who are fated to meet the second saddest people in the world...

Please, let's go educate the dinosaurs!