posted by Nk. at 3:41 PM

Okay. No. Riding a bus.


In a few hours I'll be on my way to my hometown. I wonder what surprises lie waiting for me there -- could things change so much in eight months?

I'm excited to see Legazpi City - the quaint little city I grew up in again. Yes, it's that city nestled at the foot of that volcano clickable to your right (oh please do vote? thanks!), and the food! I miss eating genuine home-cooked meals (especially those by my dad, who's the only one who can cook in a home with three women lol). The (fast)food here in the big city are yummy but there's nothing like a home-cooked meal.

I hear my friends (now all married or planning to marry) are also excited to see me. Being the party organizer (read: booze) I used to be I'm sure they're all excited to get me drunk and confess my sins or soon to be sins again. Not that I've done it before (confess my sins). Or maybe I just can't remember. lol.


But yay, I'm going home!