Manilyenas lost in Los Banos. Well, not lost. With purpose, of course. In the years that encompassed my college career, I never thought it possible that I would be rooming with 4 new/old friends, in a place we’re not completely familiar.

We went apartment hunting and reserved ourselves for review. Which only means: this is it.

I am also moving out of a home I’ve known for 6 whole years. Goodbye, swimming pool. :( Goodbye, convenience. I’m heading back to my hill, and one pointed due south.

 Oh, the trials of getting attached to inanimate objects. I will miss this place sorely, but to move on, one must move forward and let things go. :)

Oh, parting. It is such sweet sorrow.