Strange Thoughts at 1 AM

IT'S after midnight and I'm doing school stuff. Why am I thinking of Hong Kong? Anak ng tipaklong! I've only been there once. It wasn't even a happy-happy-joy-joy trip--just a dazed shopping spree. But why do I have this unexplainable desire to move there and work there for at least two years? The Peking goose is calling. All those machangs, egg drop soups and oh God dimsuuuuuuum. I feel faint.

I'm so homesick for Asia. I swear, the next major pleasure trip I'll take is any land that touches the South China Sea.