Weird. Though my called last night and gave me “warning” that I should go to Leyte this Monday for my Grandmom’s birthday, I still don’t want to go. The weather is bad, it’s so hot. I still got these sunburns from my Malapascua Island trip, and everytime I’d go under the sun, it hurts a lot. A couple of friends said they think it’s a 1st degree burn already and I should see a doctor. Unsurprisingly, I refused. I hate hospital stuffs. Besides, petroleum jelly works fine on me now, haha.

Weirder. I swear I want to customize this freaking blog to my own liking and add some more cool widgets, but I can’t find the energy to do it. My mind’s too much occupied with so many thoughts, what if’s, questions, hopes, sentiments, and all. Guess I’ll just stick to this default theme for the mean time. I can’t function well. I felt like I’m a lost child, waiting for somebody to help me find the light.

Weirdest. Sigh. I don’t really know why it has to end this way. We both know what’s up. But, all of a sudden, everything changed. I miss her kaartehan. I miss talking to her. I miss her. I miss her. I miss her. I miss her. I fucking miss her!