whenever i watch my neighbor totoro, i start missing my childhood growing up in zamboanga. there was one time when my dad surprised me with a treehouse on our farm for my 8th birthday (at least i think it was my 8th bday, but im not sure) and we ended up spending the night there. too bad the treehouse has since been demolished. but at least i still have the memories of that awesome night.

whenever i watch my neighbor totoro, i start missing my childhood growing up in zamboanga. there was one time when my dad surprised me with a treehouse on our farm for my 8th birthday (at least i think it was my 8th bday, but im not sure) and we ended up spending the night there. too bad the treehouse has since been demolished. but at least i still have the memories of that awesome night.