I don't want to stop forgetting
Wow, do you know how extremely nostalgic i get when i go through old photos?? extremely. Me and mum have to move like in a week and a half to this tiny assed place near Cotton Tree, and so we have to throw away a lot of our stuff which has somehow accumulated over the years. and so last night mum found like two box loads of photos (other than the other like 10 than we already had) and so we went through them all. and of course because i was the first and only child, there were shitloads of photos of me (what can i say, they found me adorable for some unknown reason...the catscan still has to be determined) and then of course there were others. Like one of me and my cousin Katie playing a game at my Nanna and Pop's old place an i still remember that exact day, playing that game. It was very simple, but i was having fun. And there are others to simply remember. It doesn't matter if the person in it was an asshole and you hate him, you still have to have at least one photo to remember, because forgetting is just a recipe for disaster. And of course there were these other ones which mum took a look at, screwed up her face and said "Who the fuck were they?" which of course i laughed at, since i had no idea either. and there was this other one which she was like...yeah dont know who that is either, took it out of the framey thing and threw it on the throw away pile, then picked it back up and said, oh wait that is a relative. which of course i laughed yet again. And of course there wereothers like lost relatives and you laughing and having a good time, which of course made you smile to remember, and made you want to cry because you will never have that again.
And then of course are those ones that make you laugh because the person is making a funny face or has goggles on their head (yes there was a picture of me with goggles on my head and i looked like a dick head...for those that were in dollars and cents that day a couple of years ago whe i put on those ridiculously big assed goggles, picture that. lol)
But i guess my point is, pictures are extremely important, and it doesn't matter whether they make you laugh, or cry, it's just that they are important...to remember if nothing else. Yes there are times which they are just shoved in the back of a cupboard taking up space. but one day you will find them again, look through them and laugh, or maybe even cry, for those lost times which you long for and that shall never return.
So it is now my goal, to take as many pictures as i possibly can, starting with next weekend (my uncle's wedding) so watch out if you're in the vicinity of me with a camera *grin* Because i want to look back in a couple of years time, and laugh, or maybe even cry. I want to remember you all in vividness, not just some hazyness, because i have to admit, that if there weren't pictures of my father, i wouldn't remember wehat he looked like apart from in the hospital bed, and i dont weant to remember him like that, i want to remember him alive. So pelase let me take pictures of you, or help me hold someone else down (like SImon) to take a picture :P
because i love you all
*nods*
I'm sorry i got quite sentimental there. lol.
anywayz
Byes
♥Z
P.S. none of you are getting away from the click, flash and whir of the camera *evil maniacal laugh*
And then of course are those ones that make you laugh because the person is making a funny face or has goggles on their head (yes there was a picture of me with goggles on my head and i looked like a dick head...for those that were in dollars and cents that day a couple of years ago whe i put on those ridiculously big assed goggles, picture that. lol)
But i guess my point is, pictures are extremely important, and it doesn't matter whether they make you laugh, or cry, it's just that they are important...to remember if nothing else. Yes there are times which they are just shoved in the back of a cupboard taking up space. but one day you will find them again, look through them and laugh, or maybe even cry, for those lost times which you long for and that shall never return.
So it is now my goal, to take as many pictures as i possibly can, starting with next weekend (my uncle's wedding) so watch out if you're in the vicinity of me with a camera *grin* Because i want to look back in a couple of years time, and laugh, or maybe even cry. I want to remember you all in vividness, not just some hazyness, because i have to admit, that if there weren't pictures of my father, i wouldn't remember wehat he looked like apart from in the hospital bed, and i dont weant to remember him like that, i want to remember him alive. So pelase let me take pictures of you, or help me hold someone else down (like SImon) to take a picture :P
because i love you all
*nods*
I'm sorry i got quite sentimental there. lol.
anywayz
Byes
♥Z
P.S. none of you are getting away from the click, flash and whir of the camera *evil maniacal laugh*