driving home from the airport was the worst part. as if sending off one of my greatest friends wasnt bad enough, the radio had to make it worse.

hear that, FLY FM? you're on my list! i have my eyes on you too, HITZ FM!!!

had i been driving with friends, it wouldnt have been that bad. but i was driving home alone! ALONE I TELL YOU!

but hey, at least i got to sing and scream and shout my heart out to each and every sad song played.

and CK? i guess you managed to squeeze a tear, if not two, outta me. it happened in the car after you called me. you really know how to choose which moment to make that last call, dont you? but yea, thanks.

and gosh, before i forget: you were so adorable waving your hands off. HAHAHAHA

i would have put up the photos taken at the airport but i just looked absolutely dreadful. some people look good when they're sad. i just looked horrid. when that happens, every smile i make is 100% certified forced and fake and UGLY! besides, my hair was just urgh... indescribable.