November 1. Here I am, typing in a 22-inch monitor with the connection that's slow. I blame it on the number of users in the network. I can't complain considering that there are only a few internet shops that are available at this time and in this place.

The travel was a pain. I had to choose the side that's facing the sun which made the whole trip uncomfortable. I suffered from heat for two hours; good thing I had a chick on my right.

Dumaguete, the city of falling leaves that I so fondly call doesn't have that much effect anymore. It's a passing phase that I know will be forever encrypted at the back of my head, together with other memories stored. But I'm here for a purpose so I can't really expect much.

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