Will I go to Bicol next week?

Well, I wanted to. But I still have a class and my budget is really tight. O is leaving on Sunday and she's inviting me to come and take a break there (as if two and half months of having no stable job is not valid as a break). I haven't been to the Bicol Region. During my Palarong Pambansa days the farthest that I've been to was Iloilo City, south of the country. And my farthest north was well, Zambales. It was also my first. And I have lots of kilig memories of that first Central Luzon Regional Athletic Association Meet. That's worthy of another post, so let's leave it at that.

I asked O how much the fare was if we travel by land and she told that it was a thousand and give hundred bucks. So, I told her that I don't have that much money to spare and even if I have, I would rather spend it on my house. Kuripot ba? I'm just being practical. Anyways, we'd all be there in August during her wedding day. For the record, if and when I attend that wedding, it will be the first. I always have an excuse when it comes to attending weddings. And that too, is worthy of another blog post. So, let's move on.

I have heard so much of Sorsogon. And if and when I finally get there, voices would be all over my head. Memories will be triggered which will probably lead to a lot of sighs and heartaches. I just hope O does not intend to take us to Sorsogon in August or else I would have another excuse not to be there.