why does it have to be, when we leave a certain place, when we have to leave some people, that everything will be so damn perfect for that last time? its hard to leave specially when things are going on so perfectly you know youll be missing alot from it. i remember cruising along the town for the last time seeing a wonderfull view of the sunset. I cant help but to make a memory of it by sniffing whatever scent is present (hehehe thats how i make a memory kasi eh). i remember feeling my friends around me and looking at them carefully so i wont miss a thing about them when i go back home. i remember kissing all of them letting them know how much i will miss them now that ill be going back. i havent unpacked my stuffs yet, i dont want to do it yet. i dont know but for some odd reason im still hoping that i could go and catch a plane back and leave all of these behind and live the life ive always really wanted. i have honestly been crying most of the time because i badly miss the people i have left behind. everything simply reminds me of the fun times i had when i was back there, the music, the photos, a bottle of tequila, the moon, the sunset, the motorbike, everything, just everything reminds me of them. i dont want to just focus on the sad part of the story coz damn i had the time of my life there!!! it was so hilarious having these people around and feeling so much love when we are together. i cant help but to laugh out loud whenever i remember the kilikili salad and the budlis and the panhingaran kita game we always played. it was really fun. and i cant wait to go back there to do it all again. my shout outs to you guys!!! tes, nil, bonai, jels, joel, bob, and the rest of the crew!!! you guys rock!!! luv yah!!! lots of kisses!!!
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