I just came home from salon where the hairdresser mistakenly called me as a junior high school student. And now I'm at my room, kind of want to make a new Flickr account, when I accidentally find my old account.
Me as a young one (well, only 2 years difference but still, a lot happened in 2 years), was using powershot that my dad gave to me. And I was taking some random photos around my old house.
Well, sometimes I think my way of thinking and behaving is actually still younger than my age. I don't think it's entirely a good thing. but anyway, here are the shots:
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