I was rummaging through some of my old stuff and found like, I swear, over 700 photos. An accumulation of past birthdays, christmases, bbqs, and vietnamese-style weddings with photos of me holding various babies I do not recognize. I am wondering, why on earth do I take these photos, upload them on SnapFish and pay for SF to print them for me, just so I can find them 3 years later, NOT in a beautiful, decorated album that I can share with my sisters? But in their original packaging with the stupid blue fish on the front of the envelope.
Of course then being the girl that I am, I set them aside and make an unwitten self promise to make it a project/busy work. Almost instantly, I am discouraged. haha. What can I say?! You'd be too! But if you think about it, life is all about experiences. Experiences and connections with people, involving drinking, food and laughs and love. If we were to not photograph these experiences while they were happening, did they really happen? Do you remember what you did on your 16th birthday? If you do, how much do you remember? How many people came to this, quote 'party' of yours? :) Was there really a party? Wheretf are your pictures to prove it?? haha. I dont know. A friend actually brought this up to me and it got me thinking.
I will get to you, pile o'pictures.
As for my 16th birthday, I can definitely tell you, I don't remember it at all. And there are no photos. Aw, see?
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