Starting Over

I never really got into this blogging thing. I have numerous accounts with LiveJournal, Blogger, and Wordpress, but I didn't make much use out of any of them. I suppose now would be as good of a time as any to apply myself for the first time...

Hello, brave new world.

My username is rather straightforward: it brings out two things I take close to heart. I'm a proud soon-to-be-second-year at UCLA, and I haven't a clue about what I'm studying anymore. Pre-med studies just didn't quite strike my fancy, you know? We'll see how things go.

And Canon... is just my brand loyalty. I've only owned Canon cameras in my lifetime, and it might just be my bias speaking, but I believe Canon delivers the best pictures. My 30D has given me some amazing results, and I hope I'll be adding to my lens & studio equipment collections over the new few years.

So I think I'll define the purpose of this blog, just to help me focus. I'll use this for two reasons: cathartic/writing splurges and photography. Simple enough, and hopefully I'll commit myself this time around.

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I had a great photoshoot with a close friend of mine today. It's the second time Amy's obliged, and I'm really grateful she has so much patience with me to do these things; I am truly blessed. :) I've never been really good at manifesting my ideas, and I'm lucky to be working with someone who knows what to do with posing.

My last shoot with Amy made her seem too... cutesy. Not that it's a bad thing; I had some amazing portfolio shots from that day. But ever since I totally lost focus on another friend's photos for a Xanga contest (which was themed "Hot Asian girls"), I've been wanting to let go of my personal, conservative (ugh) inhibitions. This time, I told myself exactly what I wanted to accomplish: to portray Amy as a woman rather than a girl. In part, I think I succeeded. We'll see once I finish sorting through all of my pictures.

And as a rather embarrassing side note, I completely butchered "Apologize" on the cello at the church talent show night.

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(I learned at The Daily Bruin that journalists used to end their pieces with "30" as a tradition; I decided to use my favorite number instead. =] )