August 11, 2016
In an old entry, I said I associated August with bravery because...lion. I don't know where I'm going with this, just...there's a feeling of tiredness about a lot of things. I remember when a boy I really liked called me his friend, and how it made my heart skip. Not in the romantic way, but in that kilig sort of way when you confirm that someone looks at you as a friend. Having new friends is always nice. I remember in 2012 in an Iloilo island when I slept on a wooden bench while a storm was raging.