oh i want to go home

surprisingly, i am still alive. Bacolod is... im speechless. right now, chong and i are inside a net cafe with a lot of guys shouting because of online games. i want to shoot them. they are so noisy, you cant imagine unless you are here in this place. we are in a not so happy place, unlike heaven.

we've done all the tasks and rounds, we are so tired. not just physically. both of us are dying to go home. we imagined earlier over some cake slices, what we will do the moment we land on manila.

it's so weird here. thats all i can say, it's like im in another planet infested with ghosts and noisy manner-less people.

if not for azrael and mcdreamy, id be dead already.