So I'm back. My plane landed in Manila at approximately 5:46 AM and I'm not exactly thrilled to be here.

First, the weather is absolutely terrible. I got used to the cool climate in America, and I'm not so sure if I'm ready to sweat.

Second, I got so used to crossing the street easily, that I almost forgot what a major pain most Filipino drivers can be. I got honked at when I was crossing one of the airport driveways.

As we rode in the car, I simply stared out the window, trying to remember what I used to love so much about the Philippines. The pollution? Over population? The weather? All the garbage? The Pasig River?

I miss the US terribly. I miss the fresh air, the courteous people, the safe environment, and of course, the climate. It's like I'm back to where I began, like I'm stuck in this black hole, and there's simply no way out.

I feel like I'm stranded in a dry valley, and the greener pastures are too far to reach. But I won't give up, even if I feel like I already hit rock-bottom. I will study hard, save up, and get a Philippine SSN so I can work part time. This operation requires focus and dilligence. I cannot get distracted, so I have to do my best, even if it leads to shutting down my social life.

Going to college in the East coast of the US is very crucial to me, and I am really dead serious about it. It's about time I did something ambitious, and I belive it's about time I got serious with my goals. There's a way out, and I will do whatever it takes.

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