i just finished looking through a horde of photos (both baby photos as well as my parents' photos) and this strange wave of emotions engulfed me as i was looking through them. :) a nice feeling :) a warm and fuzzy feeling in my heart. reliving childhood memories is so sweet. seeing how mischievous i was in the past would inevitably bring a smile onto my face. it is not as though this is my first time seeing these photos. but everytime i look through these albums, i will have this sense of nostalgia in me. a really awesome feeling that words simply cannot describe. :)
looking through my parents' photos, i realised my mother was quite a stunner. i didn't believe her when she told me she was pretty in the past because there was this stark difference from how she looks like now and then. i guess time will all render us in a state of decrepitude. :( her wedding photos were super pretty and my parents look so loving :)) so sweeeet~ i can never find a guy as sweet and caring as my father (i think). :)) hehe. my father is still sweet and caring to my mother now. :)) my mother recently just cut her finger while cutting apples and my father was the one who dressed her wound and helped her put plaster. small and insignificant but to me, VERY SWEET. :))
i remember when i was young, when my relatives told me i look like my mother, my face would contort into a frown and i would inevitably exclaim "ewwwwwww" very loudly in their face. i remember telling them i would not want to look like my dad or my mum because they are not good-looking. hahahaha. :)) now, i wish i would look like them. i want to be like them. i can never hope for better parents. my mother is the wisest person in the whole wide world to me. seriously. her advices and her sixth sense are always very accurate. :) without her and my father, i think i will not be able to achieve much :))

i love looking at photos because they are a reflection of memories. this is also one of the reasons why i love taking photos (to the extent that people will label it camwhore) because i want these memories (with my friends and family) to be kept alive and ringing in my head.

the warm feeling that i experienced earlier is still resonating within me :) i am relishing every moment of it. i want it to last. i want this feeling to be etched in memory too. :))

i love my parents.
i love my family. what more can i ask for in life? :))
childhood memories. nostalgia. where puerility runs amok :))