Remember the post about my intense obsession with DSLRs?
Well, it’s back again :D.

Ever since the release of the new Canon EOS 550d (aka Rebel T2i and Kiss x4), I’ve been looking over reviews, YouTube test videos, and Naver blogs over and over and over and over and over and over and over.
In addition, I’ve visited the Canon shop in Gangnam around 5 times now.
How very stalker-ish.

I would peer at my wallet and wonder where all my money had disappeared to (no kidding).
Though it may be far from enough, I’ve managed to save up some nevertheless.

In fact, my obsession managed to creep my parents out so much that they are seriously considering the whole DSLR issue.
Who wouldn’t if everything your child talked about was about cameras and camera prices and camera designs and etc?

But within my room, I fought against my inner self: the main issue being the Canon EOS 500d vs 550d.
550d is the rage currently.
But despite its $100 difference, I always thought that the updates just weren’t worth it, despite the convincing reviews online.
Yes, it’s definitely a step up from the 500d with video quality and the LCD screen (the two biggest factors in my view).

If your going to spend a thousand dollar on a camera, they why not get the recent, expensive one?
The previous generation is over. Why not join the crowd?

But in the end, I decided that $100 was just too much (since I plan to buy a cellphone in college anyways).
So after tons of mind battles, I decided on the Canon EOS 500d.

Today, my father suggested me to get the Nikon camera from his company.
However, I bluntly refused.

Truthfully, the short-cut seemed to mock my efforts (seriously no offense, papa).
All the time spent obsessing, looking through hundreds of pages, and pondering, even dreaming seemed like a waste.
Yet in addition to pride, it probably had to deal with my beliefs.
Anything that costs $50 and over, I usually spend my own money (unless I’m dirt poor).
From my Gameboy Color, Canon Powershot, Tablet, etc.
I just didn’t want to be the spoiled little girl who got everything she wanted from her parents.
Even now, I hesitate on asking my parents for money (transportation, food, etc during summer).

But overall, the major reason is because
if it’s something that I didn’t spend time thinking about, worrying about, and eventually buying with my own money, things tend to usually lose their value.
I confess. My last cellphone, mp3, calculator, and many other things were bought by my parents.
Logic applies here since I usually have a tendency to desire new electronics within this category.
But my tablet and my camera have served me well and I didn’t desire to change them (well, except for the camera perhaps).

I guess, I just treasure the moment.
The more heart, passion, and effort I put in, the more valuable the object becomes.
And the only way that I can truly maintain this feeling is if I finish the task by buying with my own money.