Before the feast that makes me bloated, I snuggled up in the cozy corner of a bookstore awaiting the arrival of others. This filipino guy approached me for donation for the recent earthquake in Manila. After the process of authentication, I chipped in some money. Half the reason is because that guy is really sweet, kind, well-mannered and most of all, he has a smile that can brighten up the whole town! So darn nice! As for another half, it is because Philippine holds a special place in my heart.
I was once an exchange student over there. Did I mention that I have the best host family of all? Trust me, they will rock your world and I’m darn lucky to be part of them. Although I wasn’t placed in Manila, the abundant hospitality that they’d shown me was more than enough to make me remember it for a lifetime. The culture, the food, and the people were equally amazing. I really miss them and I promised myself to revisit the place that I once called home in the near future. Frankly speaking, I did not even miss home when I was there.
It’s a small small world, bL!nk$t@R.