I was working on the 24th, from morning till late night. No parties, celebrations, no nothing.
Every Pinoy were out, partying.
While me, I was so damn tired trying to check that every frame in our shoot will go well and at the same time, missing my family and friends back home.
I admit, I broke down that day, on the verge of giving up.
Maybe because I was just so tired, too much work, too much pressure.
And this one night that I've been celebrating since I was born, I was deprived of.
But, that's life. I'm just venting.
I'm still thankful despite of.
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