I was so wet. My hair's messed up and dripping. Both slippers we're broken. I haven't brought even a single penny. I left my phone. i'm not that close with the people around me, and i was in the middle of a damned mountain!
waaah! i hate that moment. i was pathetic!!! I've got no choice but to endure the pain the rocks and thorns on the soles of my feet and holding back the lightness of walking to minimize the pain of the rocks (which made me have muscle pains right now) than to ask help from others and let them have my fate. I hate that. So, moved on being strong for my self.
I was trudging that damned mountain for hours barefooted. The time we reached the spot we're habal-habal's could enter, Henna Diaz lend me her slippers and she rode back on the motorcycle, while i was left with the others walking back to Mambukal. They keep on telling me that i should have someone carry me. they called juanito but before henna could completele call his name, i refused. I don't wanna let my friend suffer my carrying me down the slope, and i don't wanna ruin his moment with ipe. hehe. henna also suggested the tour guide but i still refused. Hersie volunteered herself, still i refused. Thanks but no thanks!
Each time i step on a rock a that time, my knees give in as the pain shots up, and i would almost fall on my knees. They insisted that i really should go ride the habal-habal. Jun2 gave me 5o pesos for the ride, but since the motorcycle's full, i decided not to go. Honeelee and henna needed the motorcycle most since they're sick.
So that's it! i survived the damned trip! haha. i'm the toughest girl in the world though my feet are full of little cuts. hahaha.
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