Me, at home.
January 28th, 2009
I look out the window from time to time, taking the vibe of my surroundings. I don’t socialize that much with the neighbors, though. No, I am not a snob. It’s just that my parents reared me this way. We keep to ourselves. We hardly bother neighbors.
My dad is friendly. He is friends with almost everyone in the neighborhood. He grew up here and most of the parents in our neighborhood are childhood friends of his. So that saves us from exerting effort in being friends with everyone. My dad is our family’s “representative”, so to speak. Same goes with my mom when she was still alive.
