Tonight is the last night I will spend in Manila. The last night I will tap my fingers against this cafe keyboard. The last night I will sleep in my bed beside my sister and Aslan. The last night I will see my family for this year.
Tomorrow, we go to Capul, Samar to do fieldwork for Anthro 197. We will spend three weeks there, meaning we'll be there on Christmas and New Year's and Gale's birthday. I might not be able to text everyone, sorry. No net there. I am thus sending my Christmas greetings in advance.
So.
Mum, sorry for the big deal of cash you spend on me. And it's Christmas, no less. Sorry. I won't get eaten by sharks, hopefully.
P.S. Hey. I don't recognize you anymore. I find it difficult to ____ to you because I don't feel like I still know you. And damn, I still recognize my first real crush from elementary, so not recognizing you (whom I have known fairly recently) IS quite a big deal. Do you still remember me? Wow.It hurts a little. But I'm being unfair. I'm saying all sorts of things here and you don't know it and have no chance to retaliate or something. Do I have to apologize? I don't know. Sorry, just in case.