19 and working my way to adulthood.

January 13th
8:00 PM

Co Jordan Fishing (Yes, the fish tasted yummier because I caught it myself).

That phrase in the parenthesis was supposed to go here, as a one-liner starter for this post. I thought the title was boring, so I lifted it up. But really, it tasted so much better because the taste of experience was added onto it.

On the day Mama was to go back to work at Batangas, after attending Sunday mass, we went to have our lunch at Co Jordan Eatery at Liloan. It was my second time in there — the first was the day before, to survey the area. Then we decided to call upon the whole gang (by gang, I mean family) to try something new.

One thing I can say about the place, is that it is super peaceful. No sound of “The City”. It is windy, quiet, and relaxing. As some people might not know (though it is obvious), I am a lover of quiet places. So this place was a total heaven for me.

Sadly though, of all people, it was me who broke the silence.

 

That is not my “maarte” face. That’s my freaking-out face.

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