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I was apprehended by my need to write. Should any grammar freak check my blog out and spit at it with disdain, you can go to hell.

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The bus terminal was busier than ever when I arrived there at noon. Getting on the bus to Batangas City is going to be a bittersweet experience, I assumed. As I climbed up the steps and felt the coldness of the air-conditioner on my skin, I brushed all thoughts of the past away. The noise [...]