Monthly Archives: February 2009


Cross country for the lulz. Instead of being forced to participate like the vast majority in a mindless race for house supremacy, I voluteered to be tasked as an assistant photographer to a J2 senior for 4th March. The recee of sorts conducted at the photographic society’s club room revealed no drainpipes, or valuable tubes of any sort. I figure that the only equipment I’ll be able to appropriate are the tripods. Still, I have no regrets joining this CCA. My CCA portfolio might be dull and insubstantial at the end of 2 years, with “inanity” being a suitable term with which to describe it, but with the semi-prolific Pre-U Seminar participation to back it up, it should look somewhat decent to most. Claiming top honours in a photography competition wouldn’t be a bad idea either.

Back to the main subject of this post. My investigation of the cramped quarters known as the “Dark Room” proved unfruitful. Here is the tentative equipment list.

  1. Nikon 18-105mm f3.5-5.6
  2. Nikon 50mm f1.8
  3. Nikon 75-300mm f4.5-5.6
  4. Nikon SB800 x 2
  5. Canon 580EX2(faulty as of 27th February 2009)
  6. Nikon D80 body
  7. Nikon D40 body x 2
  8. Nikon D70 body
  9. Generic tripods

Obviously, I can’t use any of the Nikon equipments since I already own a Canon myself. The flash is noteworthy; I might consider convincing the teacher-in-charge to send it in for repairs.

The range of equipment verges on meagre, and is not in the league of MJC’s holy grail stash. I heard that they actually allow their members to carry stuff the likes of 85mm 1.8s around for events, and the teacher owns several 70-200mm f? lenses that the senior members might be entrusted with to use at events of utmost significance. Further elucidation is not required; you don’t ask questions when you have the drainpipe.

And the drainpipe is what I shall be renting for the cross-country race. The 18-55mm f3.5-5.6 IS that I currently own won’t pull its weight for an outdoor sports event. With the 70-200mm, I can even take voyeuristic shots of hot gals jogging at the break of dawn. I plan to work out a deal that allows me usage of the highly-revered lens together with a 580EX2 flash for a day. Estimated cost looks to be around $60. I might get the 70-200mm f4 instead if my funds prove insufficient. The external flash can be substituted with a 430EX2 if need be. My task scope on that day is simple – cover the event. These are the compulsory shots that I have to have saved onto my 4GB Kingston CompactFlash.

  1. Random dood running with a pseudo-torch.
  2. Principal cutting tape/lighting torch/giving speech/beating gong
  3. J1 girls getting ready to run
  4. J1 boys getting ready to run
  5. J2 girls getting ready to run
  6. J2 boys getting ready to run
  7. Staff getting ready to run
  8. Elements of the previous five sets actually running
  9. Prize presentation ceremony
  10. Voting of shortlisted mascots

I’ll leave the shots of the male kids to the main photographer. That only leaves me more room in my memory card with which to snap pictures of some of the more alluring females. J1s and J2s alike will not be spared. I currently have somewhat of a fetish for hairbands, so I suspect that I’ll have more than a hundred shots of chicks sporting hairbands to deal with during the post-production process. To make matters worse, they shalt face the full blasts of a 580EX2(hopefully), and experience partial blindness for a few seconds afterwards. I have a few targets on hand, and I plan to take at least 10 pictures of each of them. Of course, there are the quintessential shots of fat kids running. Heh, there are some privileges bestowed upon you once you grasp the clunky DSLR in your hands. There is one that stands prominent though.

Exemption from the cross-country race! Photographic society for the win!

This concludes the post.



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When Wednesdays turn weak

I normally tend to be a little touchy from Tuesdays to Thursdays. Those with any regard for their sanity would do well to comply with my guidelines with regards to personal space.

So, school proper has begun. Let’s see what the MSA does for me.

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Camotaku weekend

Looks like this Saturday morning will be spent with the SAJC photographic society, snapping shots of people on bicycles. I have news that the photos would be used as material for entry into a photography contest. The prizes look semi-attractive, and I should be able to hock them off at Clubsnap to fund the purchase of a replacement lens. I already have my picture planned out. Two Bangladeshis leaning against a two-seater, the sea and the tankers that glide across it as the backdrop. In their hands lie pratas and a rolled up issue of the Straits Times, just two of the symbols of Bangladeshi culture as we know it in Singapore. EV-1, and whack. Simple.

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爽要吶喊, 不爽更要喊

Lectures thus far have been unable to pique my interest for the duration of the hour that they each last for. Let’s see what PW has in store for me tomorrow. Tutorial for Economics had better come soon; I’m sure the tutor erred somewhat in putting across his points during the lecture and this has to be cleared up without delay. Mugging season has begun.

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Minimalism; less is more

I had intended to write this down along with a short but sweet “Thank you” on the board that my orientation group was planning to give to its leader as a token of appreciation for her efforts in effecting such a wonderful orientation program for the +/-25 of us. However, I soon decided against it, for reasons undisclosed. The lengthy message that I had just received from Yu Qi, my OGL, made me feel that dropping the wisecrack had been a decision for the best. By accurate estimation, I established that the message occupied the capacity of 3 full message templates, which allow for a maximum of 160 characters each(by the standards of Nokia’s Symbian phones, at least). It makes my weak message seem vastly inferior by comparison. I hope she liked the present the OG got her, though. The present, consisting of a set of two, was purchased at Wisma Atria’s TopShop for a sum of money that seemed reasonable enough even in these trying times. The articles in question? Knickers plastered with visages of femme fatales the likes of Batgirl and Wonder Woman. That makes for an interesting “Confucius says” quote, but you’ll have to read up on that yourself. No more spoonfeeding in JC, or so the tutors claim.

09S26. Strength of 25, with 22 females. Is that a GG or is that a GG? I managed to get into my desired subject combination, so I guess I’ll just sit back and see what life has in store for me. Top priorities on the list include clinching some Jacob Balls awards, and rising through the ranks of CCA groups that would do well to prepare for my impending arrival.

There’s never been a better time to master the ways of Tao. He who know Tao make million dollar!

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6 days of my life

Day 1

Honestly speaking, I entered the school with a reluctant spirit. I quite frankly believed that this was not the place for me. It all began with a bus ride that lasted for a period of approximately an hour. Music helped to soothen the nerves of stepping into a new environment somewhat.  Once I saw the catchphrase “Once a saint, always a saint” that the school seems so fond of, hanging in big bold letters at the entrance of the cultural centre, I somehow could already figure out that my application for transfer would be fucked. They even have that “No one is here by chance” slogan. How to escape, you tell me?

To be continued tomorrow.

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