philippines
my trip in the philippines is coming to and end and there is so much that has happenned. a lot of emotional turmoil as well as great family experiences. the only thing to do here is to go malling (hang out in the malls where there is aircon). basically, most of my trip has consisted of shopping. if i wasnt eating with family, i was shopping with them. it sucks because my only female cousin here is in hiding due to a scandal. shes a famous model here and so its huge here. anyways...ive been bored most of the time. on the plus side, ive been hanging out with my brothers gf whos awesome. ive also become addicted to fashion tv.
i randomly ran into my friend alf from georgia who i met in greece in boracay. it was REALLY weird and coincidental. i was riding in the back of a tricycle and there were 8 of us packed into the thing. i was hanging off the back. i guess he recognized my tattoo and then proceeded to follow the trike until it stopped. i turned to hop off and i was greeted by his smile of disbelief. i was like WOAH- What the hell are you doing here?!?! it was sooo random! we hung out for a few days on the beach drinking beers and such. we went clubbing, etc. it was cool but the whole time i was trying to figure out what the chances of that happenning was. i mean hell, weve neber met in the US but in random ass places around the globe.
my grandpa annoys the hell out of me. this trip i have been just so irritated by him. just the way that he carries himself, the way that he speaks, the way he articulates...he thinks he knows it all and he doesnt. its so damn UGH!!!! but hes my lolo so i have to deal with it. no choice in that. :-\
ive missed noah the entire time. at the airport i cried for the first time when leaving someone. i didnt even cry when i knew it was gonna be the last time saying goodbye to my grandpa before he died. it was really intense and shocking. i cant wait to get back home.
new years eve is crazy here. its like a war. theres so much smoke in the air you can barely breathe and everyone wears those sars masks/surgeon things around so they can watch the fireworks that burn your hair outside. i think i had a heart attack about 23984204 times in one night from loud booms coming from every possible direction.
tomorrow is my last day here in iloilo. i go to manilla for two days and then its a 20 hour trip home. i have so much to do once i get back. school starts soon too. man, i miss home. i want to be there so bad.
i randomly ran into my friend alf from georgia who i met in greece in boracay. it was REALLY weird and coincidental. i was riding in the back of a tricycle and there were 8 of us packed into the thing. i was hanging off the back. i guess he recognized my tattoo and then proceeded to follow the trike until it stopped. i turned to hop off and i was greeted by his smile of disbelief. i was like WOAH- What the hell are you doing here?!?! it was sooo random! we hung out for a few days on the beach drinking beers and such. we went clubbing, etc. it was cool but the whole time i was trying to figure out what the chances of that happenning was. i mean hell, weve neber met in the US but in random ass places around the globe.
my grandpa annoys the hell out of me. this trip i have been just so irritated by him. just the way that he carries himself, the way that he speaks, the way he articulates...he thinks he knows it all and he doesnt. its so damn UGH!!!! but hes my lolo so i have to deal with it. no choice in that. :-\
ive missed noah the entire time. at the airport i cried for the first time when leaving someone. i didnt even cry when i knew it was gonna be the last time saying goodbye to my grandpa before he died. it was really intense and shocking. i cant wait to get back home.
new years eve is crazy here. its like a war. theres so much smoke in the air you can barely breathe and everyone wears those sars masks/surgeon things around so they can watch the fireworks that burn your hair outside. i think i had a heart attack about 23984204 times in one night from loud booms coming from every possible direction.
tomorrow is my last day here in iloilo. i go to manilla for two days and then its a 20 hour trip home. i have so much to do once i get back. school starts soon too. man, i miss home. i want to be there so bad.