Hong Kong Day 2.

Day 2 in Hong Kong.

Continuing from Day 2 (Lost in a city of full of heartbreaks)

I had said I would do day 3 but I remembered I had one more thing earlier on day 2!

Hong Kong Day 2.
Woke up and went down for breakfast which was delicious. They had this waffle maker were you would pour in the batter and then turn it upside down and in a few minutes the waffle would be made then eaten dripped with syrup, jam and chocolate. It was scrumptious.

The day started by going to a bird garden where birds would be sold and also old and young owners would bring their birds from home, to let them I guess chat and interact with the other birds. The sun had just fully come out and the sound of the birds twittered away in the background as we meandered our way round all the cages. We past a little stall where the man him self was making the cages and selling them, he gave us a smile as we watched him create the intricate patterns with metal. There was one bird in particular with the most hilarious neck ever since all his feathers had fallen off; he had created a little crowd as we all were curious to see what he would do next. He did little tricks and spoke to us. We all clapped for him and he did a little bow to end the show.

We then went to a nearby street where they sold flowers and all sorts of weird and wonderful plants. I saw an old man with a bouquet of roses and just had to snap him, it was almost as if he just posed for me.

 The man was making birdcages.

I will continue Day 3 soon!

Have a great week!

Frozen Vanity xox

Lost in a city full of heartbreaks.

Day 2 in Hong Kong Continued...

Continuing from Day 2...

It was getting late. Before I arrived to Hong Kong I had researched about it and I came across a picture of the whole of HK city in the evening, I immediately told my dad and said ‘We have to go there! So you need to find out where this location is as soon as possible.’ So he asked around and it turned out to be from the top of a 100 floor building. It was a must, especially at night, where the lights filled the city. It took us exactly 60 seconds in the lift to get to the top of the building and it was a 360degree view.

( I made a new page called Artificial memoirs . I will be posting more of my soliloquies and stories.) Here is one I just made now. Enjoy.

Lost in a city full of heartbreaks. 

‘Hey!! Hey you! Baby!’ I screamed so loud, my mouth reacted before my brain could even establish words into a proper sentence or even at least think twice before I spoke out foolishly. I thought it was him; all those light reflective buildings, flashing bright lights from the car headlights, neon billboards… must have blinded me for a split second for I swear it was him that I saw!

I just stood in the middle of the unfamiliar congested street, like a rabbit frozen with fear on a main road, cars heading straight. I was paralyzed, every inch of my body but my tear ducts seemed to work for the sea began to rise and the river began to flow. I lost my self in the moment; anxiety in the death room engulfed me, I was drowning.

A stampede of people nudging me, barging in to my shoulder blade, some looking at me strangely as if to say get out the way lady! I wanted to move but my legs were tree trunks and I had roots down to the core of the earth.

The rich sweet air was full of love, pass me a gas mask. Eyes fixated on the young couple next to me declaring their love for one and other, the old hunched man and frail woman entangled hands as they slowly walked into the distant lights. No one warned me this city was jammed with love and I couldn’t run away, every street and corner I turned…love was everywhere. How it stabbed me in the heart! And not like a friend who stabbed you once in the back…love looked straight into my eyes and took the knife and stabbed me continuously and violently.

Maybe this city should have been called Paris, or maybe Paris wasn’t really the city of love. Ah, I get it now… this is the city of heartbreaks.

I love no one but you, but you are far far away and I am here alone, lost in a city full of heartbreaks.

We finished the night off at pizza hut and headed back to the hotel to sleep and only to be woken up at 7:00am to head out to an island...

Day 3 of Hong Kong in the next post! See you soon readers!

Frozen Vanity xox

Photography in uni? WHAT!

Photography in uni? WHAT!

Hey Readers,

So I wanted to talk about something else before carrying on with my Hong Kong/Beijing journey photos.

I think you can tell a lot about somebody's level of intelligence by sitting down with them and having a five minute conversation than looking at all their grades on a piece of paper. It really troubles me when people use academic achievement as a means of measuring intelligence. Before I started studying photography, I would constantly be asked what are you studying or what are you going to major? My answer very proudly would be 'Photography,' and their facial expressions and voice tone would be as if I am not suppose to study photography, because it is not seen as an academic subject.

I remember having a phone call from abroad and I was talking to all my relatives, and one asked ''What are you going to study? Law? Business? Accounting? Doctor? Engineering?'' I was like '' ummm photography.' An awkward silence filled the conversation well lack of it at that time. Of course these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life but art, images, beauty, design, these are what we stay alive for, well I do.

I was always told to follow my dreams and do anything I want  as long as I do it with the best of my ability, so yes I decided photography and then I am faced with all these why's, why study it? Why do photography it's so easy? Why learn how to take pictures when you can already? Why not do something more studious? And then the dream crushing what ifs? What if you fail, what if you don't get into the industry, what if you don't make money, what if you regret it? 

Firstly I want to make it clear that studying photography isn't an easy option,it isn't an option where we just take photos and just talk about cameras. It is much more than that. There are 3 parts to the course, Practical, critical and contextual, a lot of analysing, a lot of reading, a lot of essays and a lot of work! 

People look at me as if I am less intelligent because I have chosen to do a subject that I love, a creative subject. People look at most people who do a creative subject as if they are less intelligent and it troubles me. It does get to me sometimes and I am thinker so I just think endless hours about the what ifs but its too late now, I have made my decision and going to pursuit what I have a passion for. Just because I am doing a subject that is creative doesn't mean I cannot understand business, law or politics or any less intelligent than one who studies those subjects. 

Sometimes I do honestly think of just giving up but then I will just regret for the rest of my life thinking why did I never at least try to achieve something, and something I love doing too! It is all well achieving something but it is a far more greater feeling when you love it as well.

In conclusion to this all, don't let anyone try bring you down if you want to achieve something! There are too many people scared to take a chance so they try to ruin other peoples chances too! When people are too scared to dream, they find pleasure in crushing other peoples dreams. Do what makes you happy and don't let anyone tell you different.

I shall be starting this Monday. I actually want to do another course on the side but hopefully in January since I want to start with one course first. I am sorry for writing so much as usual, once I start writing I cannot stop!

See you soon my lovely readers, good bye summer and welcome back to reality everyone! 
Frozen Vanity xox

Day 2 in HK continued...Food glorious food!

Day 2 in HK continued...Food glorious food!

Hello everyone, this is the continuation of Hong Kong Day 2.

Later on we made our way back to the ladies market and roamed around the area just looking at random things being sold and the people walking by, occasionally someone would just stop and look at us, wave or smile and carry on doing what they were doing.  The ladies market sold everything from fruit to shoes to watches at ridiculously cheap prices. I am not too sure why they called the market 'ladies market' but it was great.

We also walked around the city streets where the high end shops were, were everyone dressed up as the lights gleamed across their faces. Food being sold on the street corners and the different aromas would pass by my nostrils each time I walked past the food stalls. I have really no idea what ingredients they used or what some of the food was, nor did I try any( I stuck to fast food restaurants) but there seemed to be a long queue at these restaurants so it must have tasted delicious. I still didn't see any scorpions on sticks or insects being fried but maybe that was a good thing.

These kittens up above were at the front window for anyone to choose and they would be cooked in the kitchen in the back and served either rare, medium-rare or well-done. I would watch the little kids pointing to the one they wanted and the chef would pick it up by its neck and take it into the back. I know sad... very sad that you even believed what I was saying. 

See you soon readers for another Day 2 in HK at Sky 100. A building that is 100 floors high and you can see all of the city lit up at night. A 360 degree view.

Frozen Vanity xox