He said bangs would give me attitude; and so I went for it.

i got bangs to go with my black hair.
an impulse cut over lunch hour. heh.
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suddenly its really coming;
the going, the plans and the leaving.
shopping around for the necessities makes reality a lot more painfully conspicuous.
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Dealing with,
the event at iShop had a lot of me thinking.
I realised the kind of person I am;
somewhat incapable,
extremely stubborn,
way too much pride for my own good,
and am indeed one who bites the hand who feeds me.
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I guess you tend to take things for granted, take people for granted once you're too used to having them around.
And when they are nice to you,
the Nice becomes expected, a duty instead of a bonus.
I never thought that was how you thought of me to be,
and when I realised,
my whole world changed.
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There's so much going on right now that I am unsure of how the road will take me.
I'm departing with so much despair, and confusion.
And uncertainty of how things will work out.
Of what the future holds really.

I really like how things are right now.
I wished I could pause the world from spinning,
for just a while more really.
And live in this a little while more.
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When Weekhim asked me if I still was " as interested in Photography as EVER"
it was kinda like a sad little question that hung in the air for a long long time.

Like as if, photography can be expected to be a frivolous, happening hobby you pick up along the way, and dump it once you lose interest in it. Like its almost expected, things like that happen in the photography business.

Or maybe, it was me just thinking too much.

How do I go from here?