No more time.

I leave, in exactly 11 hours and thirteen minutes. I have just finished four articles in six hours. I ate three tuna open-faced sandwiches which I made with my own hands.

I am worried. What if the plane crashes? Yung nanay ko kasi, tumawag ba naman kahapon sabi nanaginip daw siya about me. Masama raw. And, ayaw niya sabihin kung ano exactly yung dream niya. Damn.

What if I die tomorrow?

Though I think I can't do anything about it if it's my time to go, I would have liked to stay for a little bit more.

Gusto ko pang magka-anak. Gusto ko pang makilala ang parents ni Joks. Gusto ko pang mabuhay.

Halata bang ninenerbiyos ako?

Di bale, pagbalik ko, pag-aaralan ko ang maglagay ng pictures dito sa blogger. Sana po hindi pa ako kunin ni Lord.