Daddy took a lot of photos of me since I was young.
I think my father had a completely good camera (I remember the name Yashica it on the camera) and my pictures seems professionally taken. Although, I have no scanner to scan them so I can post it on blogspot or even facebook. Then suddenly, my friend was tagging me photos on facebook. Then I met them! The young me! hahahaha. It brought me back to the old days when I even have no time (and no idea) to put powder on my face (still, till now).
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This is on Dini's birthday. I used to have a gang on elementary. It's called LADA. It's an acronym from our name, Lulu, Anggi, Dini, Adist. They're so clever and pretty, I always been on the fourth rank - next to them. If you see the pictures, I'm the girl who wear orange jumpsuit - who took a pice of cake on the first photo. And Anggi is the girl beside me, who wear red. Dini is next to her. She's the beautiful birthday girl. Conflict happened, for sure, and I don't know whether we tried to solve it or not because the problems seems just flew away by times. Kids.
|Nurul - Nabila- Nanda - Dini - Fani - Dede - Nia - Me ! - Gestra (blocked by the pillar)- Aldian|
This is on 'whoever' graduation. We have a bamboo flute class, it's Mr Asep who taught us. I still remember their names, I'll write it on caption!
This is Degung Class member. Before I joined this class, I always tought that my teacher chose the most clever student for join this club, so I think, joining the Degung club is so cool. Pradika, Lulu, Dini, Gestra, Gita is on the highest rank on my class. I think I'm the last person who join this Degung club. I take care of an instruments called Bonang. It's fun to play Bonang, indeed, although actually, I prefer Saron's sound - played by Pradika and Dini.
Have a study tour on Junior High with my best friend, Mega. I know, I look weird, ugly, etc etc etc. No wonder I have no boyfriend when I'm in Junior high.
This photo! Argh!! I know, just bash me or doing everything you want. I couldn't put any make up or style when I'm in Junior High. I got a bad hair cut that makes my hair became so curly. With curly messy hair, no bangs, and 'oh please don't do that' style - my ex-crush even said 'I'm sick of her!' because he knew that I liked him. And I made a dumb promise, to make him regret with what he have done to me - include for the bashing thingy that he have done. hahahaha silly.