So, this is it.
I’ve been waiting for this opportunity to come. I’m done packing my stuff and I feel… weird. You know, there’s this bittersweet feeling as I arranged my things for the big move. Well, leaving Davao for good would be painful… but I’ll do whatever it takes just to reach my dream of becoming an Air Traffic Control.
Well, it’s about time to learn how to become independent… how to wash clothes manually and how to cook simple food. Well, scratch that. There are lots of laundry shops out there and there are lots of stores that offer good food. HAHA. Whatever.
So yeah, but I’m coming back to Davao this Oct 31st. Baka magparamdam mga ninuno ko if I don’t visit their respective graves.
10 months. Just 10 months, and it will be over. I promise that I’ll nail the air traffic control training. Yahooooooo.