It’s 4:23 in the morning and I still can’t sleep. Realising that I’ve returned to this sorrowful place just bugs the hell out of me. It’s not that I don’t want to be here or what-not, it’s just coming back from the Philippines made me think that this place is just good to invest for my future, but not really my emotional state.
Two weeks ago, my boyfriend and I travelled back to The Philippines; we’ve always had journeys together, but this one for sure, I know, meant a lot to me not only because we’re travelling together, but also due to the reason of exploring Metro Manila together for the first time.
Philippines is a happy place. Poverty is seen everywhere, yes; but the point is that Filipinos still make ways to be happy. We still smile even when the world is against us. I would choose the Philippines over the USA; but then again, Uncle Sam gave me the opportunity to practice my profession here, and for that I’m really grateful. Who knows? Probably in 10 years or less, we’ll be back in our homeland.
Even if our vacation was short, it was very fulfilling and memorable. John and I got to visit a lot of places in The Philippines, some of which are firsts to me - Eastwood, SM Aura, BGC, Skyranch, etc. Other places like UST, Pampanga, Pangasinan, Cavite, Las Pinas, Quezon City Malls, Walk this Way Tour at Intramuros, Greenbelt, Cubao Expo; I’ve been in these places, but it’s always nice to visit again once in a while.
One more year to go and we’ll be back! We’re hoping to witness progress when it comes to discipline and transportation (won’t elaborate anymore). There’s always room for improvement, but it has to come from within.
See you soon, Pilipinas naming mahal!