They say that in order to understand a person, you have to look at his or her past.
Say hi to my sisters, way back in 1977.
This was my second sister holding up a cousin.
And then there was me. It’s all war, if you knew the history of this photo. Apparently I hated the both of them, but if I turn left then kena kissed by my eldest sister. If I turn right, well the outcome is in the photo below.
(p/s: yeah I bought a new scanner. Not the bestest but it works ok. Going to scan all our old photos, HUGE LOADS of them)
I just realised that I was an ugly baby. No wonder they all called me ugly duckling lah.
And this one is me at a young age. It was just after I had to have my hair cut ‘coz I got them burnt. Short story, but don’t really feel like telling it.