Musings on life from a (little red) backpacker who adores highschool language classes so much.
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Life is an iPhone # 023
Clockwise from top row:
1. Labels at the Closet. I suddenly noticed this “artwork” of mine on my room’s closet in the province. You see, when I was in highschool, I used to collect all the apparel labels and have it Scotch taped on the closet’s door. I think I continued the tradition until college only to realize later that I ran out of space;
2. Living Room. Call this home and this particular section is aptly called the living room. I grew up on this sala set, probably wrecked it once or twice while playing. Most highschool class parties were also held here, a mute witness of my (and my brother’s) coming of age;
3. Cake for Mom. Taken (and eaten) in celebration of my dear mom’s 67th birthday last December 6. Krista and Franco are my pamangkins;
4. Room with a View. This is the macopa tree outside the room of my parents. If I’m not mistaken, it was lolo Angel (mom’s dad who passed away more than a decade ago) who planted it;
5. Taxi Sign. This one’s taken from the taxi while I was on the way to work. I guess they are using the sign in case shift is up;
6. Office Friends. Lunch with my “batchmates” at Zong in Fort Strip;
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