the faces of time

we take photos when we wanna keep the time of the moments.
yesterday and today, i really think of "memories". conscience and nonconscience..

some memories i wish i could erase..but some are not..it's so tresureable which i wanna dream everyday and carry on for future hope.

photos are like prooves of my memory externaly.

here,i got some photos from my teacher's cyworld. he kept my old photos from mine in the past(lucky..coz i lost all those)

here.. umm..seems i was very sentimental, happy at those time.

after one of my family funneral yesterday, all the photos of him vividly go on in my head like slides.