how i spent my summer vacation. all hits, no misses. this is always the first formal theme in every schoolyear. at least for me. and every year i hate it with growing intensity coz i always write about the same stuff: my 2-month farm bound penance in my father’s hometown, chasing carabaos and dragonflies in the ricefields. while my classmates write about their mighty adventures in either cebu davao or manila. great. ,

