Hello there. I am Terry and I am a full-time undergraduate based in Singapore. I take photos, write a blog and design websites.

And no, I'm not a teddy bear.

A trip to Bugis

With the Environmental Awareness Campaign drawing ever closer (it’s less than two weeks away now), and with me being in charge with the Palm Message, where people will pledge to support our environmental cause and leave a handprint, I set off for Bugis today to get some materials ready first. Vincent was also heading there because he was getting the poster for the event printed. Oh and I’m very happy that everyone is okay with my poster design, so we will be printing the 60 posters and paste them across the campus! I’ll reserve that for another post for the moment being though, heheh.

All thanks to me, still half awake from my sweet Friday sleep, I miscalculated the time needed to travel from my dorm to Bugis so I ended up being one hour earlier than the stipulated meeting time with Vincent. It’s a great thing actually, for me being a notorious last minute person who fails to show up for meetups and gatherings because I woke up 30 minutes too late.

I walked around Bugis Station and along Rochor Road, when I took a gorgeous photo of Parkview Square in its full morning glory with the polarizer on. This is probably the first photo I’m posting, taken with my new polarizer filter on. Woots!

Parkview Square in its full morning glory.

Parkview Square in its full morning glory.

The wind was really strong throughout the day and I risked nearly being blown away on the huge, wide field around this monstrous skyscraper. The wind was something like a gale on a smaller scale, ripping the earphone off one of my ears during the process. My camera strapped flapped wildly in the wind and I secrelty wished that I had brought a piece of brick to weigh myself down (my weight is below the population male average, fyi).

Green man, red man.

Green man, red man.

I dropped by Bugis Junction to check on the jumping fountain, only to realize that there are another group of photography enthusiasts crowding around the fountain, hunting for good shocks. When I sat on the bench near the fountain, they noticed me but weren’t bothered by my presence. That was a big stone off my chest. My wildest imaginations were running in my mind – they might have a leader around who will chase me away for disturbing them. Phew.

Jumping fountains and... hey, hello there!

Jumping fountains and... hey, hello there!

I was taking at a shutter speed of 1/500th second to capture to pattern of the colliding water columns make. I did a few ‘generic’ shots and wasn’t quite happy with it so I moved around a little. This photo is one of my personal favourite because it seems like the young lady there was taking a photo of me. Hmmm. I love the composition.

Since I was shooting in RAW + JPEG mode, I think it will only be nice that I share a pseudo-HDR image made from one of the RAW photo. I love everything in the photo (especially the timing) except for the distracting white tent in the background. Meh.

Jumping fountains, a pseudo-HDR.

Jumping fountains, a pseudo-HDR.

I arrived at Bras Basah Complex and hunted for buckets of paint, lots and lots of masking tape and a silver / metallic pen. For your information, Bras Basah Complex is something like a huge art warehouse for artists and designers alike – the shops there are all geared towards creative people who need tools and materials to get their work done. One of them include Art Friends, an art shop famously ‘linked’ to the school of arts, design and media in my university – the school reportedly buys so many things from the shop that Art Friends is more than happy to give them 100+ gallons of acrylic paint to make paint bombs for next year’s freshmen orientation. That’s some juicy news!

My phone then ran out of battery after texting Vincent so much, hah. It sucks that my LG battery wouldn’t last more than 2 days of regular usage. I went to a convenient store to get a drink when the guy at the counter actually had the balls to ask whether I’m above 18 because I was buying a can of shandy. I admit that I do look young but do I look like I’m 14 or something? Meh. Oh and I noticed this huge paper pasted on the wall screaming about $1.00 handphone battery charging, so I gave it a shot and thank God he told me that there are chargers. And he still didn’t forget to ask for my identification. Damn. I should have taken a coke instead.

While waiting for my incompetent LG battery to be turbo-charged by an anal-retentive looking iceman in the convenient store, I sat outside the store and snapped away as I usually would when I have a camera idling around. Right in front of me is North Bridge Road and the famous Raffles Hotel across the street (Michael Jackson stayed there during his trip to the island country ages ago).

A garden city. A fine city.

A garden city. A fine city.

In the afternoon I find myself lugging 10 buckets of paint and 5 rolls of really thick masking tape, desperately trying to board a downtown-bound train during weekend lunch hour. It didn’t help much that many shops and banks call it a day at 2pm on Saturday. The train was totally packed and I managed to squeeze in only because a lady with a huge baby pram exited the carriage. Lucky!

p/s: A big thanks to Chongx, Mingyun and Jas! I lost my phone yesterday in the library and I reckon that I nearly wet my pants after being reminded of the prospect of settling for a crappy phone after losing a second phone after a mere three months. I texted the phone, called it several times but nobody picked it up, and I couldn’t find it although I discovered it missing after 5 minutes of its disappearance. I was thinking of skipping lesson the whole day to mourn the loss of my phone but in the end I forced myself to stay strong and composed. If I’m fated to lose the phone, I will lose it.

During pyschology tutorial Mingyun and Jaslyn comforted me about it. Midway through the session Jaslyn got a call from my lost phone, and it was Chongx on the other side of the line, right after he collected my phone from a grumpy old man (don’t get me wrong, I’m still very grateful!). What a scare! From now onwards I will chain myself to that phone.

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