I don't like shoulder bags. I prefer backpacks, cross body bags or totes in that order. I remember a couple of backpacks that I used to have back in high school. One was a small almost-notebook size one good enough for my afternoon classes or simply hanging out with friends. This was a green one with my nickname sewed on the flap. There was also another dark green that my mom got from a direct selling company. It was a versatile one as it can be a backpack or a shoulder bag if folded and zipped up. I liked those bags. It just dawned on me now that both were green. Well, we used to wear green skirts as our school uniform so it was just blending it in.
Then there was another backpack l, denim brown one this time that I bought when I was in university. I never really realized that I don't exactly like brown at that time and I thought that the color went well with our flesh-colored school uniform. I really liked it at that time but the big buckles and the general weight and bulkiness started to become an issue for me that I found myself hardly using it. Instead, I would end up using a small tote and even exchange that with a close friend's tote at times just to change things up.
Ah! The good times we had just hanging out together. School days were almost always fun. The stories of bags, shoes, clothes and friend from those periods. I was never really the straight A student but I didn't hate school. I enjoyed learning new things and spending time with people I like. Fun simply meant hanging out with friends anywhere, alcohol and smoke-free.
We spent time hanging out on the top floor of the administration building watching the green and blue scenery as well the clouds and people below. I may not have made the best grades but I was doing okay for most subjects. I had a life even though it wasn't a very active one. In every school level that I had been through, I had met at least a friend or two that would be enough to last me a lifetime. I don't know how I ended up with friends to bags but let me just end this post here. It's getting cold out here.
Then there was another backpack l, denim brown one this time that I bought when I was in university. I never really realized that I don't exactly like brown at that time and I thought that the color went well with our flesh-colored school uniform. I really liked it at that time but the big buckles and the general weight and bulkiness started to become an issue for me that I found myself hardly using it. Instead, I would end up using a small tote and even exchange that with a close friend's tote at times just to change things up.
Ah! The good times we had just hanging out together. School days were almost always fun. The stories of bags, shoes, clothes and friend from those periods. I was never really the straight A student but I didn't hate school. I enjoyed learning new things and spending time with people I like. Fun simply meant hanging out with friends anywhere, alcohol and smoke-free.
We spent time hanging out on the top floor of the administration building watching the green and blue scenery as well the clouds and people below. I may not have made the best grades but I was doing okay for most subjects. I had a life even though it wasn't a very active one. In every school level that I had been through, I had met at least a friend or two that would be enough to last me a lifetime. I don't know how I ended up with friends to bags but let me just end this post here. It's getting cold out here.
posted from Bloggeroid in the car.
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