Unpack and Pack

Baguio. A small city up in the mountanious region of Northern Luzon, Philippines. With its peaceful, meditative atmosphere, its horseback riding tourist attractions, its cold weather that makes it hard to wake up in the morning, and its unique, therapeutic aroma of pine trees, one could call it the "New York" of the Philippines. Its the kind of place that brings people together. I love it, I simply love it.

Nothing stopped me from enjoying my trip to Baguio (except for the occasional nagging from my conscience for skipping three days of summer school). Despite that the awkwardness of him being there got to me sometimes, and the fact that my whole body is presently sore from the galloping and cantering of the horses, and the frustration that comes from playing mini-golf, it was a wonderful trip; one of the best.

And its true when I said that Baguio is the kind of place that helps conspire people together. . . He told me that he has been missing me. He gave me those small touches like when we first started. He lent me his jacket (as pathetic as it may seem, lending a jacket to a girl that likes you will completely flatter her). He let me know, without telling me, that he still feels for me. And I'm here, rest assured. But I'm confused.

Anyway, I'm going out of town yet again in the morrow! Time to put away Baguio, and get ready for the next best place -- the beach!!! Woohoo!!

4.4.07 09:30