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I'm honor to give all credits to my Dad, whose hobby was photography when I was little, the reason that I was able save all these memories for myself. A  proof without I could never imagine that I was once a mini person, innocent and pure happy.

Everyone, these are my Mom and Dad ^ ^

My Dad is a cancer fighter and my mom is a domestic abuse survivor. And I'm a proud  daughter of warriors.

Although growing up with all male siblings adds a solid masculinity to my character, I really enjoy hanging out with these guys. They strengthen me, encourage me to step up, remind me of my responsibilities so that I can grow up into a reliable adult that got the ability to protect, to give and to guide them as an elder friend, as a sister, as family.

I wish some how I had more photos taken with these people. They had a really big impact to me growing up into who I am today. They were my first social life, my first colleagues, my incredible second family. Hanging out with them made the teenage me more mature, as well as gave me the preparation and ability to hold on to really good opportunities I had later on. Although now we're all apart following our own paths,  the time we were together lies a special place in my heart.

This little boy I grew a unique bonding with was undeniable. He really did taught me a lot. I learned how to be patient, be careful, be gentle and realized that I gave up on how many things I used to enjoy so much. No matter how exhausting it could be, I enjoyed every moment spent with him.

When I stop and really think about my life, it went crazily fast. So many places, so many faces that were too much to count, and I'm thankful that I got the chance to write down these amazing memories.

( For those who wonder I do not share any of my romance life here )