So I'm back in Manila after a 23 hour flight. Yes, 23 hours. I felt like I had circumnavigated the globe. Anyway, I'm back and it is as depressing as I thought it would be. Partly because I badly need a haircut, and partly because I really, really hate living here. There, I said it. Yes, it fucking sucks to live in Manila, and I've done it for the majority of my time on earth. I tell you why:
1) It is too hot and sticky all year round. 2) Traffic is bad. 3) People are rude and hate each other for being poor, or uneducated, or for being dark skinned. 4) Election is a farce. The leaders in office have been butt fucking the general population for ages. Without lube even. (I must clarify on retrospect that this is not a good thing). 5) I am nothing here. I will be earning minimum wage as a resident M.D.. I refuse to be butt fucked so blatantly. So there. I wonder what time the barbershop opens.
