Badly Taken Pixs

My alarm was set at 0830 but the messiness of my shelves bugged me through the night. I woke up at 0730 to pack the room. I chanced upon a pretty dusty box at the top of my book shelf. Time has erased this box from my memory. Ironically, this box revive memories. It contains a collection of badly taken pictures from my JC to NUS-USP freshman orientation camp. I never displayed them since many were out-of-focus, underexposed, have unclear subjects, chopped head and limps... I immediately took out an empty album and filed them. I can't bear to see them grow mouldy in the dusty box.

There are some badly taken pictures that mean more than well-taken pictures. It's the memories, no matter how trivial and a bit out-of-focus, that matter in this box.

posted byWilliam at 9:11 AM  

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