bittersweet melancholies.

grey weather..
pussy at the window (a common sight)..
cheeeeeeeese..
trying to pull a gene kelly, ha..
the end of may signals crunch time yet again. 2 final papers to be written, a take-home exam tomorrow morning and the presentation of my global politics final paper.

there isn't much time left in amsterdam, so away with my bicycle armed with map, lonely planet in hand plus cameras in tow, to discover more, more, more! there's always something happening daily - photo exhibitions, jazz concerts, gigs, international dj performances, galleries, museums, architecture, café culture to indulge in, the 9 straatjes (for boutique/vintage/indulgent shopping), slanted canal houses to see, plays, classical music concerts, markets to meander through, parks to sit in the sun and also dog poop to avoid.

just because i'm in a talkative mood: i've decided not to develop any 35mm film rolls here in amsterdam but back in singapore instead. it'll serve as a time capsule for me to get all teary and nostalgic about europe. my heart is oblivious to the excitement of seeing my increasing film roll collection; it is instead watching the ticking hands.

but..i do miss seeing pics from my smena and fisheye. hmph.