The Great City of Toronto has so much to offer when it comes to photography.

Colors from all sides of the spectrum, shades of grey naked to the human eye and from shapes to patterns seen nowhere else on Earth.

There is so much I want to explore and experience here in the great 416. I lived in Toronto my whole life and I have yet to witness what the Hockey Hall of Fame has to provide. Now with Ripley’s Aquarium opened and Busker Fest around the corner, I have no excuse not to capture the great culture and art this might city has to provide.

I’m wishing on that great big star in the sky I could get a job down town Toronto. If I lived in the heart of this great city, there will be endless supply of muses for my photography. And not just for the great photos but also as well as living on my own. I wouldn’t mind coming home to an empty house/condo and just relax on my own schedule. My home has to be within proximity of a gym and an Asian cuisine of some sort. Preferably Hakka or Sushi…





My friends called me “Milo the Avaricious” due to my hunger for material things. I know material wealth is nothing compared to complete bliss but I want “everything”!


I want everything my hands can grasp. From cars, money, jewelry to status quo, all the finer things in life. But I would give it all up for my chance to travel and be enriched with culture, knowledge, experience and wisdom…



Give it time… I will have it all to get what I really want… to explore!


Michael Jordan once said “You must think of yourself before thinking of others”

Pass the time


I realized to pass the time at my new job, I need to do something other than analytical thinking.


So tumblr, be aware of my random rants, outburst and thoughts.


I love my new job here but I really do miss the client interacting part. I miss talking and meeting crazy and interesting people.


Don’t get me wrong, the new job is amazing. I get casual weeks, free food, and coffee and I get to listen to music while I write my reports. It’s more independent here. Everyone sits at their little cubicle and does their own job. But I miss the “family” feel.



Oh well,


You win some, you lose some.

Patient no: H0755685

Surgeon consultation today…

I hate these arms of mine.

Patient no: H0755685

Surgeon consultation today…

I hate these arms of mine.