pixie nymph

I used to hear about it back home, friends who are in the US never failed to share their "turkey" experiences. So finally, yesterday, I got my first taste of the ‘real’ thanksgiving here. "What’s so exciting about it when all you look forward to are the food to be served for the dinner? ", question i often asked myself before last night. And when the day finally came, everyone was so busy preparing for the grand meal, I say. People from all walks of life gather with their own family to share the event. Invitations are extended for all friends. It is truly indeed an event to look forward to. Dinner time came, the table was so packed with food not to mention the star of them all, the big turkey ready to be consumed and devour. Friends and relatives came over to share the meal with us. It feels like Christmas back home but as they say, it is more celebrated than Christmas in this part of the world. Maybe its the food or maybe its the get-together time with family and loved ones that makes this occassion extra special but whatever it is, I surely look forward to my next thanksgiving in the years to come.

Growing up, my parents taught me to grow to church every sunday as stated in the 10 commandments so wherever I may be, I always make a point to attend mass. I remember even attending mass when I was on a short holiday trip to Kota Kinabalo, a few years back. My sunday isn’t just complete without it. I admit for the first two weeks here, it is something I failed to do for some inexcusable reasons so today, I made sure that I will do good on my obligation. My beau and I went to St. Leander Catholic Church, not too far from home. When we first got there, I noticed right away the number of Filipino families attending the mass so I wasn’t anymore surprised when I saw the Pinoy priest walking toward the altar. Everything about the whole rites was basically similar to one back home except for some noticeable changes, for instance, reciting the Apostle’s Creed, theirs was a long version compared to what I was used to back home, another thing is one has to kneel from the time of Offering of the Gifts or Consecration until almost the Communion part which was different from home. Back home, after the offering we stand up and sing a hymn until the priest finished the breaking of the bread and all. Another discrepancy, is during communion one can actually have a drink of the Cup after taking the Bread. The rest of the ceremony was quite the same as home. I can’t wait to go back to church next Sunday again.

They say that one can’t have the best of both worlds and i totally agree!Right now, I am going through a delema wherein I am with my beau (after waiting for almost three years for this day come) and at the same time, missing my family sorely back home. I want cry at night but I don’t want him to see me that way and tell me that I can’t do it all the time (missing and crying). So, what am I supposed to do try to display a strong front?or be totally honest about what I’m going through and hoping he will understand me? My heart just bleeds being away from my family but this is the choice that I made 3 years ago and we have gone this far so might as well give my best my shot and hope everything will be better someday soon.

In this part of the US, one can find mexican restaurant practically in every corner of the city. And no wonder, it’s has become one of the staple food of the local people. The place where I had been there’s not too much mexican places around, at least not that I’m aware of, so eating mexican food is truly something new for me. I just the love the taste of it and most of all, the spicy thing that gives a kick to the food. I especially love the soft taco with red mexican pork on it, I know I can eat it everyday!I feel so lucky for being able to experience something new and yet to appreciate it right there and then.

I’m a pure blooded pinay you see, i’ll always crave for something my mom used to cook at home so yesterday, i decided to cook some curry for my new family here in the US although they are originally from the Philippines but they lived here their entire lives and I doubt it if they still crave for Filipino food. To get all the right stuff, my beau and I went to Union City just to buy everything that I need and today, I finally got the chance to let them taste my homemade chicken curry. My fiance didn’t say it was good but at least he said it’s ok and that’s good enough for me. Right now, I have yet to hear what the whole family has to say about my cooking so wish me luck!

guess i’m just too lucky to find myself in a place where it still feels like home though it’s so far from home. from day one, i already heard people talk local dialect from home but tonight was one of the most interesting thing of all, went to union land with the boys and to my amazement, it felt like i was doing some grocery shopping back home (for instance, sm supermarket) and u know why, i found everything that we have back home inside the shop and even the attendants speak tagalog too. wow!it truly felt great until jorge said, "what’s the point of moving to another country when u wanna buy stuff from your own country?"then it struck me, i agree he is right but at the same time, i admit finding a place which makes me feel i was still home gives me an assurance that home is not at all too far…

Just my 10th day here in this new country, technically my 4th day here in Ca as I spent close to a week in Hawaii but I don’t know why I find myself getting bored already. I guess I’m just used to thinking too much and working all the time back home. Now, I feel like I’m the greatest bum in the entire universe hahaha. Please don’t get me wrong, my beau and I, we both love to go out and eat or do our shopping everyday since I got here because he said he wanted to make up for those times that we were not together i know he is so romantic (lucky me!) but I guess my being impatient is taking a toll on me right now. With this, I’m thinking of taking up some classes probably pole dancing, I know it’s kinda sexy but hey, if it will help me maintain my weight or loose some of it then why not?I just want to keep myself busy that’s all plus, I don’t want to depend my socialization on my beau’s alone. I want to find own place in his world. I can’t wait for that day to come!!!

nov.1 not only started as a brand new day for the month but also a brand new life waiting for me, with that change comes along the changing of my home address and home number…kinda weird and odd at first but i’m slowly getting used to it…i have to admit, its scary being out of my comfort zone but just like birds, we people have to leave our nests and venture out into the world so here i am starting a new life. Here’s the catch though, I’m not going to start my new life alone but I’m going to share it with someone I want to grow old with, someone I truly love and that’s basically, the main reason why I’m here in this big new world.