This summer, my family and I travelled to Italy. I left Manila feeling like I didn't want to leave at all, but I came back wondering why it took me so long to experience that kind of a trip. I felt different when I got back. The good kind of different, I'd hope. This sudden urge to become an accomplished teenager grew in me, and I suddenly have this goal to just make something out of myself and to just do something important and substantial already. I want my future self to justify these experiences, you know? I travel and I realize I can't be idle. I step out of my comfort zone and I realize that there is still so much for me to learn. There's a whole world out there and it's asking me to come visit. Can't wait.