the voice(mail)

I was watching a clip from a talk by the founder of postsecret about people saving voicemail of loved ones so that if something happens to any of these people, they could at least hear their voices again. I turned, teary eyed from the monitor to the person I'm with and said "We don't leave voicemails. Or videos." and as if there was nothing else to do, I hugged him and cried a little. I blame my period. Really. Well, not really. --- I'm always torn somewhat thinking that I'd rather live the moment than capture the moment. --- Yesterday I was watching South Park and it was about Stan's Grandpa reviewing his life and realising that losing his dog was one of the darkest moments in his life, only he can't even remember how the dog looks like. --- Moments are fleeting. Memories are not perfect. Would you want to perfectly remember a moment you struggled to have or struggle remembering a perfect moment? --- I told the person I'm with that I wanted to start saving more memories, just because. But truly, I am not sure. --- I don't know if my stand will change, if something happens. What to do?

one, two, click

My recent China trip somehow brought about some changes in me. I hardly imagine how those ten days brought about various feelings, decisions and perhaps some life changes for me. This may not be the entry that talks about those in depth, but it would be about one point.I took this photo using my three year only camera that I had spent all my life waiting for. I remember feeling giddy over a gadget for the first time and when I got it, I knew it was the one. It was first of its kind too.

As expected, multiple brothers and cousins had been released boasting of better features and new functions.

I know in my heart that the day would come when it would be time to let go.

This is an especially hard lesson that I am training myself to master.

One must not be too attached to material things.
Playing around with my friend's new camera, I could not help but feel like the day is near--after all, hers was a really good camera. Excellent shots and very light too.

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This was the day we were exploring HangZhou.

Obviously, the day was spend sightseeing, chitchatting and taking photos--thus rekindling a once intense relationship with my man.

By the end of the day, I knew.

I may be being too dramatic here, but honestly, truthfully, I am yet to feel something holding and using another camera. For some strange reason there is comfort and reassurance (really!) that mine gives me.

Maybe it is the magic that goes with first loves. Or the illusion of magic. But I feel it. It's there.

So when am I changing cameras? Not today.

national title

Today was museum day. It was the last chance I had to see The Starry Night--it was the perfect excuse to skip yoga class today.

I'm going tomorrow. I promise.

I've always wanted to take a few photos of the giant capsicum on the other side of the museum. While I often chance by it whenever we go walking, I somehow never have my camera with me.

Today was not only museum day but tourist picture taking day too!

When I saw the placement of the signage, I could not resist the opportunity. I knew I had to pose as the national muse ;)

shoot mom

I could almost hear my mom complaining that among all the photos in the album from my trip, I only had a couple of photos.

I bet she will be happy to find out that this time, I have around ten--which is five hundred percent more than I have last time.I was so happy when I saw one of the photos that Lirie took of me. I loved it :) I also like how the photo I was taking in the photo turned out. Go figure.Now the only thing my mom will complain about is that I am not looking directly at the camera and smiling in the photos.