I grew up living a simple life. There were times I felt extremely lucky (thanks to my grandfather who is rich enough to help out my parents financially) and there were times I felt extremely hungry and sad (coz my dad didn't really have any stable job and my mom is working for the government until now). All I wanted was to finish my studies (thank God to my scholarships) so I can live the life I've always wanted, which means, have a place I can call my own, decorate it any way I want to, and be able to do what I want (like walk naked if I want to... which I used to do a lot of times even as a young kid inside my own room. Teehee. I remember one summer, I was 15, my cousins and I took a photo of ourselves naked. My dad was the one who developed the film and he went ballistic on us! Teehee. ^_^ Those were priceless times!).
Anyhoo, I've always wanted to live in a nice, cozy house with glass doors, and surrounded by beautiful things... my beautiful things. I'm fortunate enough to say that I've been living my childhood dream for a few years now. Thanks to Popsy, to Peter, and to God's infinite blessings! And recently, my hubby and I had some parts of my childhood dream home renovated --- I had the front yard fenced to stop the kids from turning it into their afternoon playground, I had the plants taken out since I don't know how to take care of them anyway, I had my bathroom tiles changed coz they were breaking away due to the extreme heat, and all those extra white rocks that were left, I decorated the balcony with. Now I realize that all the things I could ever need are just here at home. So don't blame me if I'm always lazy to leave the house (except when we go on out of town trips). Hihihi.
