My cousin and I drew on each others backs for my art class.
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My cousin and I drew on each others backs for my art class.

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Too tired for life already. My wall is cute tho.
While waiting for Hamlet to start, mom and I ate at a restaurant with a nice view of Manila Bay. Instagram: bambirodz
First week of school was so stressful, and buying cute notebooks is the best stress-reliever. Look at this super cute Van Gogh inspired 2016 planner I randomly found! Last one too!! 💕
Presenting my favourite area in my university. I’m actually so excited to go back to school, because of this place. It’s so serene, quiet, barely anyone comes here, and it overlooks another city. This place honestly made me fall more in love with my university.

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This is the wall leading up to my cousins' house! They started painting on this wall 2 years ago but never really got around to finishing it.
I was looking through my mom’s pictures and I found these. This was me when I was 9 years old on a rooftop in Manhattan. These are probably my favourite photos of myself, it’s making me wonder what I was thinking or feeling back then. The weird thing is I feel sad when I look at these photos, I seemed like such a troubled, lost, and emotional kid (which I was), probably because that was the first year I had no dad. Or I could just be annoyed, because of the June heat.
My Klimt journal entry x my Kahlo journal entry. I find it ironic and interesting how these two pages are placed together. Klimt's type of woman to paint could be described as the "typical beautiful woman" - fair skin, well groomed - which was what Kahlo was totally against haha.