Today, I attempted to clean my room and work on my thesis. I managed to clean a portion of my room and continue ignoring my thesis. However! I have unearthed some gems. I will now show you photos from 1993, when my family went on our first trip to North America. These are from Vancouver, Canada. :)

Prospect Point! My family looking cute. And me… eating string.

Us, on a boat with mama.

My brother, channeling “Mansard Roof!”

With papa, looking at some fishies.

Me, with a starfish. I don’t understand what I was feeling.
My facial expression does not help very much.

In 1993, my life was books and animals.

My sister being a cutie pie.
She turned three years old about a month after this photograph.

HAHAHAHA. Booger jokes.

Favorite! Me & a beluga whale. I think we can all say there was a connection.

OK, that’s all! I wish I could say something more profound about these photographs, or why I posted them. But I just did because I thought we were cute children (what the heck happened, right?!) and I liked beluga whales.

It’s funny how these photographs bring our family closer, in a we’re-all-laughing-at-the-same-thing or that-was-a-nice-time-wasn’t-it? kind of way, whenever we look at them together. My dad says he looks at these pictures when he’s feeling sad or whatever, and he gets cheered up instantly.

I can say the same for myself, since that’s what I did the whole afternoon — and I’m not even sad. Again, apologies to my thesis. I’m afraid that I’m going to have to wing it, making you.