Nostalgia

Today, I found out that Polaroid has gone bankrupt. Last year (2008), they also stopped making the film for the cameras..
We used to have one, but I don't know where it went. And suddenly, I really feel like taking a picture and shaking it. Having it come out instantly. And stupidly, feeling amazed. The days when people took pictures and actually had them in their hands, instead of all thrown into some folder on their computer. Yeah, Facebook albums are okay and all. But 20 years from now, are you seriously going to go to your Facebook to see pictures? I don't think so.


How come all good things end ? ):


It's like the world just wants what's new, as though that was always better. I admit that I'm like that, too.. but sometimes. I wish life and even the world would slow down.



I mean, what's the rush to grow up? There's nothing that great about it.
Sometimes, life to me seems like an endless pattern of ritual. We do things and then we keep doing things, until sometimes we forget the point.
Driving? Yeah, I want to drive.
But more than that, I just wish I could return to the good ol' days. When I knew how to be carefree. When I knew how to be creative. When I knew what I wanted to be. When I loved going to school and loved being alive.



What's going to be so great about paying bills? Having to be responsible 100% of the time? Having to work? Having to worry about making dinner? Having to do so many things that you don't even realize right now?

Funny thing is, I've always thought about how I don't want to grow up. How I want to just stay in this frame of time, where I can be with my family and have dinners together.

But then I also think that that's not fair to my parents. And I realize time is against me. So I better suck it up and keep going. ):

Oh, the nostalgia of being a kid.
When people didn't worry about make-up and looking cute in front of that guy.
When people didn't worry about cliques.
When people didn't need to worry.