I almost forgot that I used to write my thoughts in a special (which shall definitely stay unspecified) corner of my phone. The funny thing is, I can remember nearly every single situation when I read over my entries. Some of them are from Bangladesh when I had very little personal space - I just let all of my thoughts out through written words instead of letting them leak out in any other way. The thing with going for a holiday to a known place is that you cannot do anything silly. If you do, and people know about it, you must live with it for the rest of your life. If you lose your temper and punch a hole through someone's living room wall, it will not be fixed soon.
I had a lot more to write, but I am sleepy.