The past couple of months I’ve been trying my best to avoid social media. Once in a while I post on Twitter, “sharing” my thoughts about a particular show I am watching at the moment and to close that tweet I also add the required hashtag. 😆
Earlier this year I bit the temptation to try out these food delivery services from their ads popping around online. Well, they do look appetizing from the photos, right?
I won’t be mentioning the name of the meal delivery service here just because I didn’t like their service. They were very accommodating with my requests, actually. But really, I looked for our previous conversation and I can’t find it anymore. Maybe they changed their name, went out of business or just disappeared. Ewan.
Three years ago, I sold all my cameras: My Sony DSC-T1, Canon Powershot A640, Nikon P300, my dad’s Sony DCR-PC1 and lastly my DSLR Canon 450D. I thought of selling the last one for a long time, and came to the conclusion that I have to sell it because it’s so outdated. The screen doesn’t flip, and it doesn’t have any video functionality. In 2015, all DSLRs have video functionality and at the time since I go to a lot of concerts (RIP to that time) it was a burden having to carry two cameras, one for shooting photos and the other for taking photos. Time to let that camera go, and perhaps my concert photography days to go along with that. 😆
Saying good bye to my concert-going years was the hardest part. 🙁
I woke up early this morning for no reason only to browse my phone. I notice that I do this a lot now. But when it comes to days that I have Dialysis early in the morning, I am in deep sleep. During days of Dialysis, I get lazy to get up early, eat and rush to the comfort room to get ready because, ugh, Dialysis again?!
Anyway, it’s not like I have the right to complain about my situation. It’s “normal” for us to complain about each thing that is taken away from us, like the little things normal people take for granted like taking a bath. That’s true though,