Damn. Now I feel like a bitch for not planting any trees.
I hope you have a blast, and I look forward to hearing about your adventures upon your triumphant and smelly return.
And could you plant just one tree in my honor? You just gotta say "This one's for Rubang B" and point to the moon while you plant it. You can cross your fingers and laugh at me and call me a bitch right after. It will still count. And I'll feel it.












