During my 3-day stay in GenSan City (my hometown) a week ago, I stumbled upon my old stuff from years ago. I am known to be someone who keeps even the simplest of things especially if it has a significant value. This blog is so close to my heart so I'm therefore sharing my mementos here today. It's throwback time!
I'd like to introduce you to my favorite journal in college. I already started blogging that time but I still kept a paper journal because writing on a paper always gives me the feeling of sheer happiness. Plus I have a very neat and nice handwriting and I'd like to brag about that to myself (only).
Welcome to the first page. You'll see a photo of my ultimate high school barkada during a Valentine's Day (that's why we're all wearing a red top). There's also a flower which was given to me by my friend and some lines from my favorite book Eleven Minutes by Paulo Coelho.
My high school best friend Sanrio Mariz gave these notes to me when we were in 4th year. We used to play with our handwriting, if you're right-handed then you write using your left hand and vice versa. That's the effect. :)
This song by Introvoyz was dedicated to someone
I liked back in high school.
One of my favorite songs in high school was Runaway Train by Radiohead.
My friends love this too! It's still a favorite until now.
These are some of the memories I had back when I was so obsessed with Parokya ni Edgar that I'd follow them whenever they visited Davao City.
A time in my life when I just had to sing in front of the crowd for the first time JUST to win a prepaid card! Haha crazy!! I was a freshman in college.
When I actually acknowledged that there's something I can do, I joined a Civic Journalism Workshop. :)
My college friends gave me a bouquet of flowers on my 19th bday.
We call ourselves XMEN. Haha
I love this tip I cut out from a newspaper but I forgot where I got it.
True enough, it is.
I received this cute little flower from my college best friend on my 20th birthday.
Along with it was a pack of cigarettes. Puff!
When I flipped the pages of my journal, an envelope fell and when I opened it, I was surprised to see this. I already forgot I actually wrote this - a letter to someone really special to me written on three pages of stationery papers with very tiny handwriting. I never gave it anyway. :)
My box of letters from friends and acquaintances.
This box contained letters from way back my kindergarten days. I just love keeping them and re-reading them if I have time. Makes me feel that I have a very memorable childhood.
