You're All I Have

I keep listening to Snow Patrol over and over again. I'm addicted. I can't help it. It's goood. And, they're Irish!

Oh How We Grow...My first day being the age that I am.

I was browsing through some pictures in my computer. And, here are some pics that are embarrassing, but not too much. This was pre-digital camera days, so they are not necessarily the best pictures, but you get the idea. For the first pic: somehow, my parents thought that I would be fun to dress me up like a lampshade. Notice that I'm holding a bottle here. I love food!

Fat kid pic. Still holding a bottle. Still love food. I think that's all I did when I was a kid---sit around & eat. I didn't talk. I just ate. The parents never grew my hair out. I think it was 'cause it was hot in the Philippines. Maybe it was because they thought I'd be funny to have a fat kid with a round face running around. Well, more like sitting around. I couldn't run. I don't really know.

My 18th birthday. I seriously have to rethink that outfit. I mean, who wears tights and then open toed shoes?! I didn't know any better. These were the days when I thought everything I wear should be short. If the length of the dress or skirt passed my middle finger when I put my hands on my sides, it was too long. So, I shortened everything. What a concept.

This was a picture taken before Cheese (Charis) was going to meet up with her friends for prom. It was her prom, but Ballz (Maisa) and I thought it would be fun to dress up with her. So we found a couple of dresses in our closets, put it on, and took some pictures. We had a pose during those days too. This was before we invented the 'skinny arm pose' we do now. See our hand positions? They are all the same. We didn't plan it that way. We just know to do it.

Oh gosh. Prom & my baby blue dress. These were the days when I was so into baby blue. I made my prom date change his gold tie to silver so that it can match with my baby blue dress. I told him, "No, don't get dark blue, not brown, not gold, silver is the color to get. So we can match in our pictures." I wish I had my prom pictures with me, to show you that my date was putting his chin up. And, he did that in any other pic that he took. He told me he couldn't figure out why he looks weird in pictures. That is until I told him to hold his chin parallel to the floor, so it looks good. And, he did every since that point. I reformed how he posed in pictures. Life changing I know.

Crystal and me during our every Thursday college clubbing days and my weird haircut. I seem so out going in pictures, but I wasn't. I didn't talk much. Hard to believe, I know. But, I'm shy and I still am. Anyway, we went out almost every Thursday night that year. One time, we went to this USC frat party. My very first out of my college frat party. And, what happens? A bunch of helicopters surround the puny frat house & the loud speaker goes off saying, "CLEAR THE PREMISES NOW!!!" So, chaos happens 'cause it was ghetto L.A. And, outside were a bunch of cops in this marching line slapping their batons on their hands like somekind of Hitler march. Scary and odd at the same time. I never really knew why we had to clear the premises. It was just a loud party.

Sophomore year. College days. This was my sporty outfit days. Where my wardrobe consisted of sweatshirts and those sporty pants with the stripes on the side like you see in the picture. That was our R.A. in the middle. TJ and I waited for him everytime we did his rounds. My suitemates Cat & Nadia always made me pretend that I needed physics help AFTER I had already done all the required physics questions. It was just an excuse to hang out with the R.A. who was in our physics class. So dumb. No offense R.A., but you're not even that cute. But, it was fun regardless. Somehow that year, TJ and I hung out a lot 'stalking' boys. We signed up for the same guitar class 'cause we thought that the instructor was cute. TJ & I would miss other classes, but never guitar class. Good times, good times.