Dated: November 10, 2010 :)

After 2 years and 3 months, Jolo went home. :)

It was indeed a spontaneous decision, I won’t tell why he went home. :D

Went to the airport to pick him up, with his Grandparents and the driver. It was kind of a VERY long bonding sesh at Shakey’s because his flight was late. I was very nervous and scared because it was my first time to go out with his grannies. But then again, God loves me. His grandma (which he calls mommy) grabbed and squeezed my hand and told me not to be nervous. They are NICE. Like super NICE. :) While waiting, they shared stories about their trips all around the world, the time where his grandma worked in Paris while his grandpa worked in Singapore. They are the cutest. I envy them. :)

We were late because of all the sharing, we forgot about that time. Instead of us waiting for Jolo, he waited for us! Hahaha! They can’t even find him, I did! :)

I don’t know how to feel or what to say when I saw him, he hurriedly opened the door and gave me a kiss and a tight hug. He missed me! :D

They made me stay at their house at Pearl, East fairview. We didn’t sleep, he told me his never ending stories about New Zealand, gave me a HUGE Nike bag and his pasalubong for my best friend - an NZ shot glass! :)

Of course, he told me why he went home. Fine.

You’re getting old. Maybe one day you meet someone and think you might want to settle down. I can’t, can’t take that. So, this is it.

I am getting old. Yes. :D

A lot has changed, his voice, his height, how straightforward he talks to me, and the other stuff. One thing stayed the same, he still loves me.

And yes, he went home for me. :)