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Hi, my name is Meg, and I'm a hopeless romantic.Following
Virac’s red sky. <3
It was awesome. And no amount of photo, or storytelling, could ever do justice to the sensation of this trip. We shall return, Virac, I promise. :)
Every single day that I live in this city, the more convinced I am that the extra comforts are really just that: an extra. While I love where I am right now and the friends I’ve made through the journey, I have to say there’s certainly a lot left to be desired. And the smog and the heat I deal with everyday aren’t helping matters. I strut past the walls and the buildings, to and fro elevators along Makati CBD and The Fort Global City like some arrogant bitch, seemingly totally indifferent and in control. But deep down inside, I hate all the walls, and the buildings, and the crashing elevators, and all the invisible chains strung all around my life. This cosmopolitan, urban life I’m living, it’s all so superfluous, isn’t it? We spend eight to ten hours in front of an LCD screen, our fingers combing through the keyboard, trying to convince ourselves that the emails we send and the phone calls we make can move mountains and change lives. (Of course, it doesn’t. And all the money we generate is money that makes somebody else rich.) I hate being trapped in a place where I’m actually supposed to be independent and free.
the smiths - how soon is now?
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I really want this tshirt !
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Photo by Gelo. :) People are too excited, eyeloveeet! Virac, here we coooomeeee!
