I kinda panicked when I saw the calendar earlier. In two weeks we’ll be going on a trip! Yeah, we’re flying back home for a short visit to my loved ones, back to the place where I grew up; playing by the sea, hanging out in the balcony on cool, starry nights while listening to the strums of a guitar played by any of my siblings which still sounded good even if wasn’t a washburn acoustic guitar. I’ve got 2 brothers and 2 sisters, who all know how to play the guitar, except me. I tried learning but didn’t have any interest, plus my fingers were kinda short to reach the strings. hahaha I was still young then, maybe by now my fingers have grown. :/

I’ve got so many things to take care of before the trip, aside from preparing and packing for it. So many deadlines happening in a week! Whew! I feel like a tennis ball being hit back and forth. With all these things happening at the same time, instead of feeling excited about the trip, I feel nervous instead. huhuhu I hope everything’s going to be okay and that I will be able to finish what needs to be done on time.