what does the pictures mean to you?
was looking thru pix i had taken from camp.. pix from diana.. pix i took from my own camera.. n much emotions came back to me... the pictures are not jus pictures of the fun time we had.. it reminded me of how i felt when i was taking that picture... pix tt i rem posing for.. why we were posing for.. and pic that i dun even rememeber happened... pix of day to day life... when we were at the canoe lake... special moments like staff training week... time off... candlelight.. end of sessions... n many many more... the mere 1000 odd pix i took are jus too little... too little to justify of the so many things tt happened to me the last 5 months... i prob din really talk bout my experience over there this time... why?
mixed feelings.. mixed feelings bout lotsa n lotsa stuff.. bout why i went there... wat happened when i was there... how things were like n all.. n gosh... thinkin bout it makes me sad... sad tt all these are gonna b mere memories.. there would only pictures to remind me of wat happened... pic to remind me tt i WAS THERE.. n all is not a dream...
rem bobert was saying, if only there is an invention wic would record wat our human eye see, n we can tape it down... special moments, like a surveillance camera.. how great would tt be... then again, it would not b perfect, cuz it cannot capture the feelin you were going thru, the kinda emotions n things ttz gg thru ur mind AT THAT TIME... can it?
moments of ur first kiss, of when u first meet smone new... moments of sadness, of grief, of happiness, n joy... tt SPUR OF MOMENT when u do smth.. n regret it...
i am rambling... but jus let me... wat does a single picture mean to u? what is the best way to capture THAT MOMENT?
maybe now tt i jus got back.. moments of wat happened in camp are still fresh on my mind... like baking fresh... would time heal... would time make things better... would time make memories last...
wat if i lose my memory one day... watz gonna happen? would i still rem my friends, my family, things tt happened, wonderful moments tt made me... me...
maybe i should blog more often...
mixed feelings.. mixed feelings bout lotsa n lotsa stuff.. bout why i went there... wat happened when i was there... how things were like n all.. n gosh... thinkin bout it makes me sad... sad tt all these are gonna b mere memories.. there would only pictures to remind me of wat happened... pic to remind me tt i WAS THERE.. n all is not a dream...
rem bobert was saying, if only there is an invention wic would record wat our human eye see, n we can tape it down... special moments, like a surveillance camera.. how great would tt be... then again, it would not b perfect, cuz it cannot capture the feelin you were going thru, the kinda emotions n things ttz gg thru ur mind AT THAT TIME... can it?
moments of ur first kiss, of when u first meet smone new... moments of sadness, of grief, of happiness, n joy... tt SPUR OF MOMENT when u do smth.. n regret it...
i am rambling... but jus let me... wat does a single picture mean to u? what is the best way to capture THAT MOMENT?
maybe now tt i jus got back.. moments of wat happened in camp are still fresh on my mind... like baking fresh... would time heal... would time make things better... would time make memories last...
wat if i lose my memory one day... watz gonna happen? would i still rem my friends, my family, things tt happened, wonderful moments tt made me... me...
maybe i should blog more often...
posted by m|e at 9:17 PM
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