It's ironic to know that we remember only a fragment of our most significant seconds/mins/hours/days/months/years of our lives. We want so badly to remember everything of our lives when our brain just refuses to agree with us. It sucks to know we can only remember a piece or two of the huge jigsaw puzzle. I wish i could remember everything but then we see that its just impossible. so we resolve to "capturing the moment" by the use of cameras. although it fails to capture the even bigger picture, its the closest thing we've got to remembering our lives-the ones we really love. with a small picture, we create an imagination and for at least just a second, to relive the moment. LIFE IS FULL OF IRONIES.
We went to the Quezon province today because it was my great aunt and uncle's anniversary. it was really scary because of my great uncle who had a friend who was rich and stuff i may not say because i'm scared.... so he had bodyguards, and his bodyguards had an M16 and a handgun. it was scary. we left earlier than expected because neither of us wanted to know how things would have ended up if we stayed. I'm back in Manila and i'm tired. i did nothing today but eat and sleep and yet i'm tired. another irony.