New Zealand

i remember vividly the phone call that i got from my brother, that one fine evening, last last year when i was in New Zealand. he called right after he spotted the picture i posted on facebook. my 21st bday, visit to the whorehouse strip club, lipstick stains on my boob and all. he was quite shocked and he thought someone else updated those pictures of mine. i still remember my reaction to his surprise, i was defensive. i was quite irked at being called up at random and questioned about what pictures i took and what i posted on facebook. i guess i must have sounded a lil too defensive when he retreated, no more questioning.

ahhh... New Zealand, the freedom, the lack of care. the love i got across continents. :)