For the last six days, I was away. Went to Catanduanes (Bicol region) for a vacation and to visit some relatives as well. It was fun and nostalgic. It has been 4 years when I last stepped foot to my parents hometown. I was in high school then-- I was young and carefree. Most of my "summer memories" were there. Ka-negrahan moments, endless outings, white to brown sand beaches, family gatherings, fiestas (is loved most), and some love story- kuno: 'Ya know-- Manilenya gurl meets Boy Probinsyano thing? Haha! And I reiterate, I was young back then. :p I've been secretly wanting to see that guy. Well, just to laugh away some of those summer and young memories we had (as if, we had memories?) Hah. I can't help but laugh as I remember those things I did and felt before. Yuckers. Hahah! :p Bata pa nga kase ako nuon. Sorry naman. Plis. :))

So yeah, I had fun but I've been bored too. Why? My cousin's weren't there, no intuhrneetz connection, and cell phone signal is crap. I needed to go outside lola's house to be able to call or at least have a good reception. But I know I needed that change of pace, to think things out (uhuh, heart problems). I needed that change of environment and needed that "peace" for a while. I tried to enjoy my "away days" there and of course, I didn't fail.

The 6-day change of pace and finding peace isn't enough. 'Coz I enjoyed it much that I forgot to "think things out". I'm still confused. Haven't I mentioned that teh ex-bf wanted me back? There. Hahhhhhh. Blah blah blah.