I have abandoned blogging, for a time, since nothing of importance ever transpires when one is engaged in reviewing. Indeed, so repetitive my days have increasingly become that I decided to go home and take a time off from the doldrums of incessant studying, at least, for a week. This decision was reinforced by an incident of drinking, which threw me into a horrible hangover the next morning, that I realized the state of my emotional well-being, for I do miss home terribly, so as to throw myself into such an act that I have a long time ago renounced. And so, I went home to Butuan the very next day.

The weather was bad during the entire night of the voyage. It was bad enough that some of the passengers were wide awake, looking contemplatively at the cabinets containing the life-jackets and anxiously across the hull of the ship as if it were in danger of disintegrating altogether at their seams (the memory of the doomed 'Princess of the Stars' fresh upon their minds). However, we arrived safely and unscathed, although it was raining slightly. I welcomed the rain, and the cool morning breeze that accompanied it, for it threw a peaceful aspect upon the grim port of Nasipit- so far from the hurried clamour of Cebu.

I was surprised how my dogs have grown, when I first entered the gates of our home, and did not seem to recognize me- that I hurriedly went inside the house for they threatened to give my leg a most welcoming nibble. I annoyed my dear little sister endlessly, who was beginning her classes in college and refused to be treated like a baby anymore- which made me more resolved in treating like one (and irritating her all more). My parents were lavish on giving me all the food that I have crave, especially my father who was an excellent cook, thinking that I appeared a little emaciated. For a week, I did nothing. I watched television the entire day of the week, which is something I have been deprived of in Cebu, and found the change of activity strangely refreshing upon the exhausted mind.

My going home reinvigorated me sufficiently that I was again willing, not without hesitation, to come back to Cebu and compelled to resume my review. However, I hasten to end my time here, for I have recently determined to drag all of my things back to Butuan to continue my studies there- I have become weary of Cebu. It is my hope that, having gained an impetuous start in studying, that homely distractions would prove ineffective in halting or slowing its steady course. Moreoever, I have purchased a new review book, which I am eager to peruse the contents thereof and test my readiness with an included software. All the more reason to study at home. The thought of extending my time here for a month has occured to me, however, I believe I could not endure a moment more of this wretched seclusion.

Thus, I will leave Cebu- perhaps for the final time.