Tuesday, January 12, 2016

Last night (And By Last Night, I Mean The Evening of the 11th of January 2016)

Last night I went to a park with a girl friend without having to worry about curfews and such.

I ate balot for the first time, and found it delicious. Just don't look at the chick.

I embarrassed myself (along w the gf) by making a 'vlog' kuno, where I rambled repeatedly about how beautiful the nightlife in Davao is.

Foodtrip to the max (Not really. I had a budget to consider)

Got one of the best farewell gifts ever

Became at peace with myself and the world

Hated that long jeepney ride because it gave me time to ponder and cry (and I was like, "girl, you're not gonna cry. Nonononoway. Nonononoway you're crying" and poof, it kinda worked)

No matter how tragic something is, when one looks at it from the right perspective, one will see that something good always comes out of everything. And I mean everything. Really. Even deaths. And by deaths, i dont mean literal ones. It may be your soul's too. The good thing about your soul dying is that when you realize you have died and want to change, there will be an adventure waiting for you. And life is all about these adventures, all these moments that mold you into becoming the best version of yourself, all these realizations you pick up along the way

And I'm gonna stop rambling because this is getting cheesy af.

Sayonara, mi amigos.