Here, There, & Everywhere

To cut the long story short, I went to an event that I wasn't supposed to be in: Close Up Forever Summer. That's how I lost my iPhone to a trust funded kid.  I wasn't supposed to be there for several reasons. Reason number one, it was pricey, and I'm broke. I mean, I would pay for a concert yeah, but a concert with a bunch of EDM dj's pushing buttons and shouting "MANILAAAAA!!!!" heck no. But I did still pay and went. Reason two, hours before the concert, I realized that I've already seen the main act- Alesso, "play" and push buttons, but shouting "SINGAPOREEEEE!!!!" and saw him absolutely free of charge. But I still went anyway. Reason three, upon arriving to the event, I saw that I was older than 90% of the concert attendees, it was like being in a high school fair, only  there weren't any dress codes at all. Picture 17 year old girls in bikini tops and micro short shorts, and pre-mature teenage boys in tank tops ...

Mothers know best, but also trust your instincts, but most importantly, don't believe everything you read on the internet. A not so short nor long comprehensive/descriptive blog entry on why you should leave the nest at least once in your life. ∆∆∆ Growing up in a middle class Filipino household, I was very catholic and somewhat "conservative". I was made to believe that leaving the roof of your parents only happens after (1) the holy sacrament of matrimony, so even if you're already over 30 or 40, going solo is not an option. And (2) if you're the family's breadwinner and the only way to have higher income was to work overseas. If you don't fall under those 2 categories, then leaving home was sort of an act of rebellion, a freedom fighter's way of saying "EFF IT, I'm out of here!" But I was not all of those people, I didn't get married, I'm not a breadwinner, and no, I am definitely not the rebellious type (or so, I though...