My Two Cents on Good Memories Made

just some late night thoughts..

was looking through my photo archive for my photography competition when i realized how photos can be such a double edged sword..

i was reminded of the days when things were much much easier, the days where we thought we ruled the school or the days where we just hung out doing silly stuff. rewatching the video montage i made for my class, i realised that how ever much i say and repeatedly wanted to keep in touch with my friends from secondary school, we ultimately still go our separate ways, and there will be futile attempts to try and relive those memories from back then.

these photos serve as memories, but they also serve as a painful reminder of a failure i simply cannot get over. which is creating more quality relationships, instead of superficial ones which I cant do anything with now except for thinking about the good old days.

what scares me is that its been 7 months w a new set of friends, but nothing beats the times we had in secondary school, and truth be told, i really really miss them. all of my friendships. but however hard i try, i know i can only bring back the friendships in which i had a connection with the other person. well, what can i do... what done is done.

now i can only get updates from distant friends through their ig stories....