High School. Graduation. At Ana’s House.
Yeye. Lee. Loraine. Me. Ana Banana.
Talking about our boyfriends. Then proposals. Then our boyfriends becoming our husbands. Then having kids. Then being neighbors. Then Angge: Picture!!
Fun times.
High School. Graduation. At Ana’s House.
Yeye. Lee. Loraine. Me. Ana Banana.
Talking about our boyfriends. Then proposals. Then our boyfriends becoming our husbands. Then having kids. Then being neighbors. Then Angge: Picture!!
Fun times.
So valentine’s day is the next occasion coming up. Last year’s valentine’s was fun. I hope this year would be equally as memorable. What makes me happy about is not where I went and who I went out with. But because last year, we were all waiting for our dad to arrive and it was so late already. When he did finally arrive, he had four bouquets of roses. One for ate, for me, for july and the biggest bouquet was of course, for mama. Receiving flowers from anyone is nice but receiving surprise flowers from our dad is really, really moving and sweet. I love papa. :”)
i was given a very baffling assignment by one of the engineers. i rewrote everything he explained to me a while ago, hoping that i might suddenly think of a possible formula. i wrote a lot of formulas that could probably lead me to the answer but it was a dead end. then i called papa and he just got home and i showed the homework to him and in a matter of seconds, he showed me the formula. hehe. i love papa. <3
you know that feeling when you see someone again for the first time in a very long time and you want to talk about yourselves and not other people? well, that is the point. I DON’T CARE.