WALANG HIMALA! *BANG!*

I'm back in the city after spending almost a week in Boracay. We all got stranded by the typhoon and we were really low on funds by the last day of our stay. I still had a blast though. Now I feel so disoriented in Manila. My feet long for the sand and I can't seem to adjust to the absence of the glaring sun on the sea. I'm still wishing for that endless summer.

I was dreaming that my tita had actually duped me into buying tickets to Tagum, Davao instead of Boracay. "You've been duped," my dad repeatedly told me in my dream. I threw a tantrum and I repeatedly slammed a door made of airconditioners until everything turned white. A small voice that said, "Moment of peace" hit me like a bullet and then I woke up with a start. I can't remember feeling this relieved after a long time.

I opened the door and to my suprise, saw the two dogs lying side by side, waiting for me. This would have been normal on any other given day but Betchay had been in heat for the past few days and I had the two dogs running around the house trying to impregnate each other. I welcomed this newfound calm between my two loyal fans and this added to my sense of relief.

Now if only I could get over this heavy feeling of boredom/ "What the fuck am i doing with my life?"