memories…

Hi my Dears,

please forgive me but I’m in a very sentimental mood tonight. So today’s blog post will rather be a girlie one.  Yet I’m sure the one this is dedicated to will read it too.   Everything started when I found this old photo of a friend. A very good one. Well, some of you might have seen this pic on my Facebook profile, when I first edited it. As time is going on and on I’m trying to improve my skills, striving for professionalism both in shooting and editing. Lol this sounds such a blahhblaahh. I’ll finish it right now. This time I played around in PS again ‘cos I didn’t like the result I ended up a year ago. It’s like when you start cooking something, and you never finish it properly, leave it in the oven hoping someone might take it. Even if you find the dish is empty, there’s something in your head jumping up and down that makes you think you’ve done something wrong but you can’t recall what it is. Got it? You know what I mean? So I opened up this photo in PS again, and promised my friend that I’ll finish this work the way he really wants to see his car. Except having photoshopped a nice girl seated next to him, I think I did a great job. I remember when we jumped into the car and drove miles, and the car looked quite dirty when we arrived. I spent hours with removing dust from the hood and the bumper. I realized that it’s not that difficult to do in PS as long as you have time and energy to finish it properly.   I also corrected some other mistakes I’d made before, like incorrect exposure and blur on the wheel. I might have removed the magnet from the hood, but that represents his hard work in organizing this great car tour, too. So I left it that way. Do ya think I’m improving a bit…? I hope ‘cos I do try. 

Have you seen the movie ‘Ghosts of Girlfriends Past’? Quite old one, I guess from last year, I watched it yesterday. It’s a movie I would never watch again next week. I prefer rather ‘Alfie’. The reason why I watched it is because the hero is a hotshot photographer.   Not that I completely agree on how these two arrogant, soulless alpha-males are trying to conquer women’s heart. It’s just I’ve been wondering how these movies have made me think over some blissful memories of my precious life. I’ve learnt that we can’t change our memories, but we can change their meaning, and the power they have over us. There’s no point in trying to block out the memories of the past, even though some are painful. Everything you live through helps to make you the person you are now.

I now feel blessed beyond measure. You know what is good in a friendship? Back at home whenever I wanted to get out of my crazy world, I just grabbed my friend and my cam, and ran away far from the city. The best kind of friend is the one I can sit down with at the coast of the river, never saying a word, and walk away feeling like that was the best conversation I’ve ever had. He is the one who comes in when the whole world has gone out. I can scream the total craziness out of myself. I can even make a complete fool of myself next to him.   When it hurts to look back, and I’m scared to look ahead, I can look beside myself and my friend will be there. {I promise I’ll finish this in a minute…lol} You know what…? A moment lasts all of a second, but the memory lives on forever. Because the heart that truly loves never forgets. Many people will walk in and out of my life, but only THE FRIEND will leave footprints in my heart. And he is the one!

{I’d better go sleeping now…   Good night!}