I missed my cousin Ira who has always been with me through my so called "bummer" days, my heartbroken moments all the way to my "glory" days. Yes, she's there all those times---whether I liked it or not. Living together in Lola's house does not give us so much choice, do we? Hehe. Oh how we dreamt back then, and how we talked about redeeming ourselves in the future. It felt infinite to me. I guess now she's in the U.S with husband Raf, I will be missing her more when I go vacationing in Ph.
Life here is life in its rawness form - unprotected, a jungle in the city, survival of the fittest kind of thing. But I like here somehow. I've learned a little and I'm still learning.
