Sunday, July 29, 2012

if forever young really existed

"Senior high is the beginning of your adulthood. Your real life starts here."

That's what a teacher said to open the class few days ago. Well, people talk about adulthood as if it's a really terrible thing. When you grow up, people change, they said. You can't tell friends and enemies apart. You can no longer depend on people around you. People become really selfish.
Honestly, that makes me afraid of growing up. I've seen my family undergoing lots of problem, even since I was little, and that helped me to mature. I started to become deep in thought. I no longer thought of myself, and started to pay more attention to people I loved.
But still, even until now, I'm still a little kid at heart. Though I have lots of deep thoughts in mind, I can't help but looking at the world as a child.
I wonder what people will be like when I grow up. The friends I have now, who cheer me up everyday with their smiles and laughter... will they ever be my enemies? Will their smiles and laughter fade away as they face the 'reality of life'?

Well, this is why I'm calling myself naive.


Monday, July 16, 2012

a gag for a friend


A special birthday doodle I made for a best friend of mine, Stevano. Happy birthday, perv! :)


Friday, July 13, 2012

fresh freshman

 

Hello! Today is my first day as a freshman in senior high. Wish me the best of luck! :D

Sunday, July 8, 2012

the abandoned







Tuesday, July 3, 2012

old hobbies

Some of my price tags collection. I decided to continue this hobby after abandoning it for years. It started when I was like 11 or 12, when I found that some price tags were too cute to be thrown away. Some price tags were made of thick and glossy paper (I think I got them from expensive clothes), some just looked nice that I always wanted to look at them.




And I put those price tags in that Hello Kitty beads bag. My auntie made it when I was little. Actually, she also made some more of it with different patterns and colours, but this one is the only one left, since the nylon strings used were fragile. It took her quite long to make it, and it brings back good memories of my childhood, so... I love it really much. And oh, she made some keychains too! (which I always lost)

I really had strange hobbies as a kid. I remember collecting tea bag labels in a business card box (though I ended up throwing them away), making my own magazine, celebrating my doll's birthday party with me and my sister as the MCs, writing drama scripts, and loooottttsss more. What a precious childhood ♥


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