Last night, I was thinking about one of my favorite places in the Philippines, UP Los Baños. I was imagining what it was like to dream back then. I wanted to be a forester and during the year I stopped schooling, I went there to pretend that I was actually a BS Forestry student. I remember how silly it was for me to ask how much the boarding lodges were and how I planned taking my bicycle there to hop from one building to another for the next class. It was making me rethink my life and what it could have been if I didn't go to STI. Of course, I would never have met him. Maybe, just maybe, there was a very small chance that I could catch a glimpse of him on their graduation day in Umali Hall back in May 2012. However, that only exists in a parallel universe. I always wonder why it's so difficult for me to capture happiness. It feels as if my whole life had rained down sadness on me. My spirit is adventurous, but my soul was always bound to the responsibilities of the