I’ve been staring at the screen for the past 30 minutes hoping for an idea to form in my head, some interesting story to tell, or just plain non-sense. I couldn’t come up with anything. Mostly, it’s because nothing interesting ever happens in this side of the country, and that’s according to the girl who is already asleep by 11:30.
I miss Manila more than anything else, because most of my friends are there, and the internet is not as lousy as where I am now. (Okay, I am complaining again, aren’t I? I should really stop doing that.)
