Monday, September 29, 2014

So two of my closest friends came up with something ridiculous. They think that I'm badly smitten, whipped, and totally on my knees. They think that I have already found a new person to dedicate my attention to. Yeah, they think that - as repulsive as it does sound - I AM IN LOVE.

But there is no way I am. Honestly.

I know myself and I'm not in love. I might be attracted, a little flushed that after a long time, someone has finally caught my attention; but that doesn't mean I'm actually thinking about being actually in love. With what I have gone through, it'll take a whole lot of deal for Cupid to trick me again. I've learned how to be elusive. And I've learned how to feel.

And right now, there's nothing more than just plain attraction.

These friends accuse me that I don't usually smile like how I do whenever they tease me; and okay, to that I'll concede. But the thing is: maybe I just missed the feeling of being teased to someone entirely new rather than getting stuck with the old story.

Sigh.

For the last time, I AM NOT IN LOVE.

Me? In Love?

Friday, September 26, 2014



OKAY! So this isn't really the final since there's gonna be a lot more to add like captions and other photos that aren't given to me yet, but as I've said in my Instagram account, it feels so surreal to hold an actual manuscript of a book I have designed, and taken pictures for. Knowing that it's going to be published sooner or later, it ignites anticipation because as soon as this gets done, I can proudly say that a dream came true.

Yes, it has always been my dream to see my name on a book. I have always wanted to put a book in my shelf and then show it to people, telling them that I took part in its creation. Ever since grade school, I've always hoped to publish something I did.

I used to think that this dream will happen with me as the writer. But the first step is not always what you expect. Sometimes, it's far better than what you wanted.

We're still halfway through finishing the book despite the deadline being just a week from now; but I already claim the pride. I have my shots here. I'm doing 90% of the book's layout. And most importantly, I have my name on the credits. That's saying something for someone who doesn't have much to offer, to be honest.

I know it's too early but I just can't help myself. I have created a manuscript, an actual manuscript, which is set for publishing. People are gonna buy the book we're creating. They're going to see what we've worked so hard for. And hopefully, they're gonna appreciate. I hope they do appreciate.



But let me tell you one thing: more than the pride of being 'published', the more important thing to me is that this book had provided me a bigger chance to do something I've always wanted to do, and that is to promote my province. Now, my objective has gone beyond La Bulaqueña.

Bulacan had always been a beautiful place but too underrated, especially for tourists. We have no beach to attract foreigners during summer, or extensive natural wonders to boast. But we have impressive churches and a real deal of historic and cultural importance; and I believe that's enough to take pride on.

This book is a simple one, but I hope it does strike readers where it should. I hope that through the simple write-ups and photos which we painstakingly put together, we get to nudge everyone's sleeping interest on our province awake. I pray that through the pieces of information we have decided to include in this soon-to-be publication, we can inspire and motivate many to visit a place that is actually more than what it's given credit for.

After all, Bulacan isn't just about crime incidents, smuggled rice warehouses, and natural calamities. It's more than all of that.


Dreams Coming True

Thursday, September 25, 2014


If I were to put into words whatever I feel, which term should I use? Elated? Fulfilled? Contented? Or perhaps... Sad? Disappointed? Craving for more?

I have just watched Rurouni Kenshin: The Legend Ends with my brother. It has just been released yesterday and I just couldn't let a week pass before I watch it for myself. No, this movie and One Ok Rock's new song 'Heartache' are just too good to fall into the pits of my mañana habit.

The film was everything it should be. The cinematography was, as expected, awesome, like how the two first films were. Applying the treatments and approaches used in traditional Japanese films really did wonders on what is supposed to be a difficult production. Personally, it appeals to me because it makes me feel like I'm really brought to this old Japanese era and where I become a first-hand witness to all the incidents that transpired in the movie.

I have to admit that there is a slight disappointment with the pace of the whole story though. Or maybe, it's just the fan in me that's speaking. The film had managed to ignite all sorts of interests in me and honestly, it kept me hanging that I wanted it to be longer. I wanted it to put more details like prolong the fight scenes between Kenshin and Soujiro; or explain some things like who the hell was that Buddhist priest Sanosuke fought (he's Anji, Sanosuke's master, by the way); and maybe they should have put more scenes for Yumi (Filipina pride kicked in, LOL).

Okay, maybe I'm just comparing it too much with the anime series.

But setting all my impossible demands aside, the film was indeed a major success. The casts were totally into their characters and I have to thank Director Keishi Ohtomo for bringing in these people together for this superb project. I am greatly inspired with how he directs his artists as I've watched in a documentary film about Rurouni Kenshin. In that short film, he revealed that he lets his artists embody the character they're portraying so that it comes out naturally. Coming from that, I think it's needless to say that Sato Takeru, Emi Takei, Munetaka Aoki, Tatsuya Fujiwara, Yu Aoi, and (especially) Ryunosuke Kamiki, and the rest of the actors were ALL amazing.

The whole staff were astounding too, I swear. Knowing how it works in the production industry, it is impossible to create such kind of outcome if the staffs were nothing; so let's give credits to the people behind the cameras, especially the production designers and make up artists. Gosh. I swear their choices inspired me a lot! 
Okay. Now, we're done with the technical reviews? Let's move on to something more subjective: my emotions.

I have watched everything, read all the subtitltles, witnessed all the fucking glory each scene had established. But at the end of the film, after Heartache played, I felt blank. Really, I felt like there was nothing, like I didn't watch anything. 

No, I don't think it was a bad thing. If it was, I wouldn't have had that urge to stay in the cinema despite being alone to watch it all over again. I guess, it's just a withdrawal from the truth that finally, I have finished something I've long waited for. I just couldn't believe it's all over that in the end, my mind probably refuses to accept that it already happened.

But as I walk away from the mall, I have concluded that it's not the end of the wait that disturbs me. It's the fact that Rurouni Kenshin: The Legend Ends managed to touch that one sensitive nerve inside me, and I didn't see it coming.

First, some scenes stirred my emotions. 
  • When Kenshin FUCKING cried. I couldn't feel anything but O M F G
  • When Shishio revealed what he wanted to the minister, I felt the sadness in him. I felt his reason. Suddenly, it was all justified how he became so evil; 
  • When Kenshin protected Megumi from the police, I just felt so empty that I saw myself wishing to have someone protect me that way; 
  • When Soujiro was having a mental battle against himself while fighting, I realized that that very moment, he was me;
  • When Saito was so mad because Kenshin went wanted, I immediately learned the meaning of loyalty.
  • When Shishio carried Megumi, I felt the need for sacrifice, but the downside of it as well.
  • The salute scene... It was just so filled with hope.
But if there's anything that really caught me off guard, it's the scene between Kenshin and his master; and this particular line: "Your worth is as much as others."



I swear that's where everything must have stopped. When I heard Kenshin's master tell that to him, my heart went into a thumping feast. Remember when I said I feel like I was there during the whole movie? That very moment, I felt like it was being told TO ME. I'm not exaggerating. I'm going through some personal issues and I guess that made me feel like Soujiro during his fight with Kenshin. Right now, my mind's a mess. Like I was slapped by the truth.



No, there's no way I'm gonna get over this movie soon. I need to re-watch it, with someone or alone. I prefer to do it alone though. I need to take it all completely. I need to really absorb the message this film is trying to tell me, and maybe accept it as my brand new reality.

This weekend, please.




Rurouni Kenshin: The Legend Ends AND WHATEVER THE FUCK IT HAS TURNED ME INTO

So my hands are currently full.

I'm working on the 2nd and 3rd chapter of the book. I need to be a good and hardworking daughter today because it's my mom's 64th birthday. And I need to atleast try to squeeze some three hours off my today's schedule to see Rurouni Kenshin with my brother.

But that doesn't mean I'm not going to pay attention to the highlight of my day: IT'S THE FIRST DAY OF THE NOVENA FOR ST. FRANCIS' FEAST DAY.

Last night was so hectic. Everyone was at the office, doing last minute preparations. The programme I designed arrived late so it made everyone feel panicky. Thank God, we managed to finish everything and I got to do teasers even, so it was all good.

When I woke up this morning, I really was feeling queasy, but in a good way. Maybe mixed with pressure, but still in a good way. I'm excited, even. I'm excited because after a long time, I'm gonna be able to hold a camera and take shots of the happenings around my favorite sanctuary.

To be honest, I'm kinda feeling nervous with this whole ordeal. The mass and novena was handled by Kuya Robby this morning so I'm hoping that the pictures will be uploaded soon, and then I'm gonna take charge with the poster making contest which will happen this afternoon. It's not something major for me to stay long, but I kinda need to be there still. Probably before going to the cinemas?

Another thing that quite makes me a little anxious is the fact that I might no longer know how to take proper pictures. Yes, I've worked as an amateur photographer for the book but I'm afraid that focusing on layout designs had robbed me my ability to actually see beauty in raw designs. Hopefully! And I hope Lu is still friendly with me!

Okay. So it has turned 8 and I need to get some things work done downstairs. I'm gonna clean the house and then move onto working for the book and then off to the church and then the cinemas.

Alright!

#PSFADuties: D-9

Monday, September 22, 2014

I have been reading an awful lot of arranged marriage fan fictions these days. Every night, before I go to sleep, I make sure I get to finish either a completed or still on-going story about two people put together for a lifetime commitment because of a business transaction. The idea, though a little old, is still fresh to me. Although most stories have the same plot, it's still convincing to me how love might work and create something between the two involved souls.

After every story, I just see myself crying to sleep.

Repeatedly, I come up with the same conclusion that the reason why I'm so into this genre of story is because somehow, I want that to happen to me too. From getting into an arranged marriage to the struggles of falling in love to the happily ever after. It is a surreal setting to me, a fantasy, but I want it to be true, still. I want to experience going through all that to assure me that love doesn't play favorites.

But then at the end of the day, the impossibility of it haunts me.

First and foremost, I am not a daughter of some rich CEO. Given that I am, I don't think my parents will ever sell me to anyone for the sake of money. And I don't have anything to offer. LOL I think I'll just end up being a maid to my 'husband' in case. HAHAHA

The point is... there's just no chance. I'm no dismissing it early. No one knows what life can bring to us for the future, but I believe in my instincts and I just don't know if there's any point in making myself expect that it could happen, because it couldn't, it wouldn't.

Going back to the stories, I often tell myself I should stop reading such. But as I think about how it's becoming an escape to me, I just found myself looking for some more with quality. I want to see how others perceive this concept of reality and how they fantasize about love, itself.

Yes, writing stories is not always bent towards reality. Most times, especially for those doing it with the KPOP fandom in mind, it's some sort of an outlet to let out those wild and fantastic imaginations about our idols.

LOL This article's not getting anywhere. Annyeong.

Arranged Marriage and What Not

Sunday, September 21, 2014

Although tired from one whole day of general cleaning to get rid of the aftermath of Typhoon Mario in our house and in the church, I should be wasted and exhausted right now. But no, I'm on my computer, working on the book which we're ultimately to finish on the first week of October.

Yes, that's pretty much suicide because on the first week of next month, we'll be celebrating the feast day of St. Francis of Assisi. Double work to complete both tasks properly.

So in order to do so, I'm sacrificing sleep. I know that after the book, I can get as much of it as I want so yeah, let me finish at least until the end of the Augustinian churches for Chapter 1 before I sleep. Hopefully, I can do it well so that we'll be saved from another set of revisions. .___.


No Sleep

Thursday, September 18, 2014

I am starting to get used to waking up early,  and sleeping early of course, that i just found myself right now watching Korean shows.

To be honest, I think I am now learning the importance of finding time for myself. And I have the drama 괜찮아 사랑이야 to thank for that. Hihihi.

However,  there is just one worry in my mind right now. I need money to pay for the bills this month. Where would I get that. The website hasn't been paid yet and the money I got from Google has been used up. :( Should I ask Ate Janna for the writeup payments already? Sigh.

I need to get a job already. The payment for the book we are doing won't come unless I literally finished everything. It is quite stressful since there was a major layout revision we need to do but nonetheless, I'm currently into convincing myself that I can and I have to get it done by Monday.

오늘은 목요일이다.. I have how many days left?

처음

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

There are actually a lot of things going on in my mind right now, about stories I wanted to write - all of which would want Han to be the main character. My brain is drowning in ideas on scenarios, dialogues, and plot twists that I couldn't write at all. Somehow, it all gets tangled up that I don't know anymore if the ends meet to actually create a nice tale.


Right now though, the thought above greatly inspires me to write even just a one shot before I head to Malolos this afternoon. The idea of bringing into life the girl the speaker refers to is seriously so tempting, but dangerous as well. Somehow, it scares me to start.

The problem is that I feel like I'm going to make myself delusional when I finally start writing this. Well, okay, that's the whole point of me writing stories - to make come true things I want to happen to me - but this is just pushing the limits. I fear that once I get to pen the plot, I'll lose my conviction again of learning how to be very independent.

You see, the idea on the text is practically what I want to hear from someone. I want to be that woman he's referring to. I want to be that one strong person he's describing. And lastly, I want to be that someone who he's willing to stand with. 

This prompt is like a wick to a dynamite inside me, a pin to my grenade. Should I dare touch the flame and risk it? Or should I just refuse ideas to dwell in me and regret never trying at all?

The answer's pretty obvious to me.

Fanfic Prompt: Luhan Story

Sunday, September 14, 2014

One of the biggest challenge for me as an amateur layout artist is doing huge designs. Once, I did stuff with 12-foot dimension and it made my computer crawl. Finding good HD materials is also quite a pain in the ass, but this problem's easily resolved, thanks to my background in photography and my lovely Lumix FZ150 camera.

That is why when I was told that I need to design a 10x10 tarpaulin for the upcoming fiesta, I felt like OMG again. But then, no part of me refused to do so simply because I love challenges and it's for San Kiko, so let my computer suffer. :p

Okay, so whenever I plan my designs seriously, I actually set objectives. I have discussed already that I want the designs to be catchy and convincing, to exude liveliness, so I came up with this layout.

It was quite difficult doing this design because the background's gradient wasn't actually a pre-designed one. There were several layers just to get that blue/yellow spread done.

And then I put San Kiko on a circle for emphasis and the banderitas were added to signify the fact that this is a Filipino festivity. :)

The pink and orange at the bottom came out of nowhere, to be honest. I just saw a design from the web with a similar style so I decided to apply it to test myself. Did I make sense?

Of course, the bamboos (kawayan in Tagalog) on the sides root from the fact that we are celebrating in Meycauayan. :)

There are quite a few revisions needed to be applied so I'm allotting a few minutes tomorrow to get this done. I'm quite excited for the printing of this design. I'll make sure to take a picture once it's up!



Actually, this is the second design. As a starting layout designer, I always do two designs because believe it or not, the second design always gets chosen. :p



#SanKikoFiestaPreps Entry No. 2: Designs 2.0

Saturday, September 13, 2014

I intended to blog about the preparations for the Solemnity of St. Francis of Assisi but I ended up writing the first entry just now. Loser much?

Okay. So first of all, the idea of keeping this blog (or maybe its readers, if there is one) actually came up when Yuxing unnie told me that I should start writing about good things. And right now, there's no better thing than the upcoming event in our town.

Every year, we take time off our busy schedules to make ourselves a lot busier to prepare for the feast day of our saint. Historically wise, we have all the right to do that because our church is actually the first church established by the Franciscans in Bulacan. There's a great history, proven by artifacts and religious evidences, and perhaps I'm going to discuss about that soon.

Going back: this year's the first time our new parish priest will be celebrating with us so it was planned to be grandiose and groundbreaking. Preparations have begun around three weeks ago, with me doing the designs for the official logo, programme, and souvenirs.

Right now, I have just finished the tarpaulin designs for the banners and schedules and I'm ought to submit it later this afternoon. The designs weren't much. It wasn't something I can really be proud of but it shows how I'm finally improving. Somehow, I got to stick with my initial plan which is to come up with a design that could basically gain attention from passers-by. I used the colors blue, yellow and other festive shades to exude liveliness and excitement, and maybe it's because I designed it, but seeing the design pretty much hypes me up.

I was given a three-day break by Kuya Luis so I can focus on the parish activities. I intend to finish whatever that's needed so that come Monday, I can give my full attention to the coffee table book we're trying to complete before September 28th.

On the 20th, the fiesta will officially begin with Lakbayan, a custom which was started to commemorate the story of the parish's establishment. It's a motorcade I've always been looking forward to because I get to do my job as the photographer while on a motorcade.

Speaking of photographer.... Can someone remind me to meet my team? We have a new addition anyway. Well, someone who volunteered to help, and frankly speaking, I'm kinda skeptical about his presence.

Oh well, I just need to be professional and put more attention to what I'm actually doing than who I'm doing it with, right? Tina's there to talk to him anyway. So yeah, good luck.

#SanKikoFiestaPreps Entry No. 1: Designs

Thursday, September 11, 2014

A lot of people think I'm just making excuses. They think I'm just making it all up to get attention, to escape responsibilities. But that's not the case. Whatever I'm whining about are all real. Whenever I say that my head aches or my body's faint or I'm in no condition to do something, they would just scoff and still force me to do what has to be done - simply because they don't believe that I am capable of feeling those.

I guess I've been too strong in the past that now, nobody would bother to believe that in actuality, I'm not.

Let's be truthful here. In the past, it's easy for me to deal with things like this. The pressure was nothing to me, albeit the rounds of bullying I had to go through. But after the accident where I almost died, things changed. I don't want to believe this but something had gone wrong inside my head that slowed down my comprehension. Remembering things has also become a problem to me that I wasn't even able to remember that it was my birthday until there's only three days left. Plus, it always hurt and I'm guessing it's because of the hard bump on the concrete floor when I fell down - head first.

Wow, it's the first time I'm discussing this on public. I've never admitted that there is something wrong in me for the fear that no one would believe. And judging from what's currently happening in my life right now, I think I made the right decision.

Because of these things, I found myself in total depression. And now, I understood why people should really take it seriously. Depression is not a choice, although getting out of it is. But no one just can't say no to depression - it's just about how you fight it.

I know I can defy it. But as I've proven recently, it's tough. Depression makes me think a lot of things I wouldn't have normally paid attention to if I'm feeling okay. I fear like I'm getting schizophrenic or something. When I was in Tagaytay, I was feeling suicidal. Images of me jumping off the nearby cliff or maybe slitting my wrist with anything sharp popped into my head and that's what scared me the most. But of course, people brushed it off as mere kaartehan because they think I was just afraid of ghosts. (Although yes, I chose to let them believe that way).

Fuck knows how much I'm suffering too. Right now, I just wanna die for being so mindless, inefficient and totally useless. I am always put on the wrong because of this and the saddest thing was I couldn't retaliate. I have no right to retaliate because I'm a decaying whatever. I have lost purpose and I just want to die.

God. If someone pays attention to what I want to say. If people accepts the reason why I AM NOT BEING EFFICIENT. If people could only understand that not all people are strong enough as others are merely works in progress... If people could only accept that depression is a serious state of mind and is not something to laugh about.


First Time Revealing These Thoughts

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

We all know what is happening in the Middle East. Christians are being persecuted for their faith and not the slightest can I understand the purpose of this atrocity. I don't know what kind of emotion I should feel towards this. If there is anything, it's fear.

It sucks that there is nothing we can do to help. I, myself, do not know how I would actually respond to the call of help from the people there. But as I ponder on self pity and helplessness, the Holy Father and the religious clergy had made it clear that there is indeed something we can do: pray.

As it is so timely, the feast day of St. Francis of Assisi is coming near. To those who don't know, he is the patron saint of my city in Bulacan. In the Christian faith, he is known as one of the promulgators of poverty and simplicity. Also, he had dedicated his whole religious life in spreading peace and love among people, even animals.

Peace.

The saint who is about to celebrate his feast day is indeed a promulgator of peace. And peace is exactly what we need now.

Other religions are so obsessed with finding faults on Christians believing in saints. However, they do not understand that we only pray through their intercession. We ask for help in praying for something because they are already there in heaven, close to who we are really praying to.

For this reason, I urge everyone to pray for peace in Iraq, Syria, and the rest of the world. War is threatening us all and it is not something we can really disregard. We need to do our parts as Christians and that is by sending prayers for those suffering, and for peace to finally prevail.


St. Francis, pray for us.

For Peace

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

So I have to admit that I didn't know who he was until Rurouni Kenshin: Kyoto Inferno; although I must have heard about him before, as I am a fan of Kanata Hongo. But seriously, one look and I was really charmed by Ryunosuke Kamiki.

I searched about him on Google the first time I saw the teaser and one person came instantly came to mind: Lee Taemin. Right enough, articles comparing the cute kid to the KPOP idol were around the web so I knew I just had to know more about him.


But unfortunately for me, I couldn't find enough time to do an actual research about this beautiful man. Yet, I have pondered about his character when I saw his acting on the film. With the little background I got from Wikipedia, I easily realized how much he deserves to be praised.

Aside from being so freaking cute, it was amazing to know Ryunosuke's childhood past. Apparently, he went through some life-threatening incidents when he was still a baby and his survival was a miracle. Normally, people would assume that he would be weak and helpless; but he grew up this perfect! He attained success in his voice and acting careers at this young age and now, he's actually enjoying international popularity for being Soujiro Seta.

If you ask me, I think I won't demand for any other actors to play the role. The fans and he, himself, apparently demanded for the role and he got it. And so though my knowledge about Japanese entertainment is very limited, I would no longer ask for anything more because having Ryunosuke Kamiki for this very interesting character is enough for me.


The best thing is that Ryunosuke got to really embody the very, very creepy character of Soujiro. His being heartless, his attitude of killing for fun - it all manifested on Ryunosuke's acting and I was feeling so giddy whenever I watch his scenes.


I know I love Satoh Takeru and Kanata Hongo a lot but no, I'm not turning blind on Ryunosuke-san. 

Ryunosuke Kamiki

Friday, September 5, 2014

It wasn't planned. When I was told that we're working on the calendar alongside the coffee table book, I thought I would just be taking pictures of the baptismal fonts. So when Kuya Luis told me that I'll be the one designing because apparently, Bien was too busy, I was surprised.

But it easily died down after two days of lack of sleep just to finish the designs. It wasn't that difficult, but it wasn't easy either. I had to delete a lot of elements on each photo so that was what consumed my time the most.

Good thing, it's over now. I even have the payment already, and boy it was so awesome. HAHA.


So yeah, this will be the official calendar of the Diocese of Malolos for 2015. I took some of the pictures, did the designing and half of the conceptualization; and now it's ready for printing. Fr. Kent penned the poems there so it was pretty much a collaboration.

I'm excited. The best thing about this is that it has my name on it. I feel so blessed!

One Down!

With the exponential rise of pressure that kills,
the heart bleeds with yearnings not just one can feel. 
But as the eyes open slowly to see light,
Pressure turns to pleasure, pushing me to fight. 

Every second matters when you're listening to time,
Every hour's essential when you aim to be fine. 
So guided by this pressure and pleasure I found...
Wait for me there. I'm definitely end-bound. 

Near the End

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

So this has been going on for a while now. For the past month, I've been very busy with this coffee table book for the Diocese of Malolos. After spending a week taking pictures of the churches around Bulacan, I dedicated my time to the layout and design of the actual book. Tiring? No. It was actually fulfilling.

I joked once that the three years I spent locked up at home because of my home-based work was relieved within a month. With friends, I traveled to different parts of the province I grew up in and discovered a lot. The best thing? I'm paid.

Now, we're at the phase of designing. This is practically what I'm signed in for so I need to actually spend sleepless nights to finish this. Well, we did actually. We had some overnight sessions at the Cathedral, but as much as I don't want to admit this, it wasn't until I was told that the deadline's on the 28th of this month that my mind started to work at its full speed and efficiency.

Cramming. In the end, cramming is really my style.

Just this morning, I applied major changes on the concepts and layouts. I went through the first 80 pages and at this moment, I'm starting on revising the next 30 spreads. My hands are trembling already, and I'm guessing my nerves are beginning to get stressed. But I'm not complaining, really.

It's surprising, actually. I've never once complained. It might sound a little ridiculous because I always act like a brat whenever I'm with the people I work with; but deep inside, I enjoy what I do right now. I'm excited even at how this will all turn out.

Since I was a child, it has always been my dream to get to publish a book, with my name on it. I've always wanted to be an author but I guess being tagged as the Layout Designer and Photographer is enough for now. :)


Cramming is My Style

Monday, September 1, 2014



Because Kuya Randie handed me down a scanner and I've got nothing to do today because my EHD is with Kuya Marvin, I decided to go on some scanning spree and maybe preserve some of my few childhood memories captured on photos - most of which I can barely remember now honestly.

Taking advantage of technology, I'm sharing you some of the shots I'm not ashamed of. :))


Me and my Kuya's forehead when I was... what? a few days old?

The caption says it all. I did look like a rat, okay. I did.
In the Philippines, they take babies out and expose them to direct sunlight during the early morning hours.
With my eyebrows furrowed like that, it is obvious I didn't like it.

Time flew fast for me! I'm like seven months old here!
And as usual, the furrowed brows.
HAD I BEEN HATING ON THE WORLD SINCE I WAS A CHILD???

Even back then, I have been in love with dogs. <3
They were Stallone and Doggie. Haha

I was already maarte back then. LMFAO

There are so much more in my files but let me just focus on these several pictures first. LOL. I'm gonna get on a high seat by saying this but I'm saying this nevertheless: once in my life, I've been cute. Thank you very much. 











25 years ago. HAHA