Merry Friggin' Christmas

(taken at Harbour City, Tsim Sha Tsui)

I hate Christmases.

After the excitement of getting presents from Santa died down (it happened in 3rd grade when I discovered Santa was actually my dad), and after I've grown too old for my parents to buy me Christmas presents, Christmases have become nothing more but a few days of holidays for me.

Then I grew into the age where I started buying people presents, granted, it was great fun for a year or two, especially when I was sending things overseas, buoyed by that all-important feeling.  But then I discovered it was extremely silly to send stuff all over the globe to people that I didn't really know very well (plus wasting a huge chunk of money).  Once again, Christmases became nothing more but a few days of holidays for me.

In the Office, Missing Sunshine

(taken in Hong Kong Park, Central)

A friend asked me to go along with her to take photographs at the Hong Kong Park 2 weeks ago. Since the weather was nice and I wanted to get out a bit during the weekend, I readily agreed. Apparently I have no idea what I should be photographing at the Park, because all I took was my trusted Tokina 116.  But when I arrived I know my butt was seriously whooped.

There were BUTTERFLIES everywhere.

Luckily for me, the butterflies seemed accustomed to human attention and did not take off as soon as human drew near.  So all I could do was to lean as close as I could (before I scare the little thing away) to take the photos.  I crept up on the butterfly and retreated  as quietly as I could after I was done.  It was really funny but very exhausting all the same.

My tele lens would have proven useful, maybe next time.

So I was there at a spot which overlooks the lake.  There were a few older men with bazooka-like lens, aiming at who knows what.  I wanted to take a panoramic photograph of the lake so I stopped and set up my tripod.  Now, if you have seen my previous post about Tokina 116, you could see how short the lens was, and there I was next to a bunch of bazookas.  The men looked at me and was like "What the heck are you doing here with this lens?" and I returned the looks with a look containing the question "What the heck are you doing here with a bazooka?"