holy week was once again, not so holy. as i get older, the more i appreciate matuod. it's not even a second home for me, it's really where i grew up and where i can still be stupid and just relax and chill and forget about everything back in the city. ever since i was a little kid i ALWAYS would get into the foulest mood when we leave. as soon as the car crosses the gate and we're on the dirt road, wow, don't even talk to me. i even used to get literally ill. the thought of going back home to dirty, messy and noisy manila...ugh.
now if only i could find a way to make a living while living in matuod full time...
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