Thursday, May 1O 2O12.

Last week, I asked my Mom if I can go to Samal but she didn't allow me because it's a bit far from our home and you know, parents, yes? But the next day, I asked her again and finally, she allowed me to go to Samal. It was my friend's eighteenth birthday and I know that It would be fun if we're coming. My barkadas and I decided to go because most of us we're allowed (some were allowed to go to the other island for the first time) but some of them weren't allowed, too bad. But still, that day was included in my most memorable ones. Fun. It doubled the awesomeness when we played volleyball, played with water guns, night swimming, drink 'til we drop (but in the end, we're all good), comfort food, karaoke, midnight talks and stories, sleeping inside the tent and a lot more that we didn't expect to happen. 

There's a main reason why I actually met these people. We spell fun. Epitome of fun and good times. Thank you so much, PP, you guys are awesome.

xx; A. <3