February 27, 2009. 10:30 a.m. I became one of the newest denizens of this country. As I sit there cramped in the small chair of that college auditorium, I realize, (aside from that I gained weight since I came here more than 6 years ago), I am the first generation of my family here. First generation. Wow. And in the next 100 years, my great great great great great (whew!) grandchildren will say, "my ancestor (that's me!) came here 100 years ago"! Yay! Okay, now I am practically sweating here. That just means, I have to start doing "great" things to be written about how I lived my life being the first person in my family to become a citizen of another country. Talk about stress!! Whew!
Okay, breathe in breathe out....Hummmmmmmm....
For starters, I am late for work. My first day of work. At the airport. Ha! Mom, I'm coming home!
In the meantime, this is the new anthem I have to study the lyrics. Hey, they gave us a free bookmark with the lyrics on it! Cool.. eh?
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
The Naked Truth
Do you ever feel you have exposed yourself to somebody without actually realizing it - until later?(that sounds redundant) Okay, before you raise your left eyebrow on me. Let me expound on it.
Writing, as I see it, be it in any form, is one of the oldest ways of expression. From the old fashioned letter writing, emails, and now blogging. It's a way of telling another how we feel, what our thoughts are. More like stripping yourself in front of somebody's eyes or for this instance for every soul who dared read your blog or just accidentally clicked on your site. Yay!
I started writing letters when I was 11. We moved out of the city, transferred schools and there began my correspondence with my first grade teacher! Well, Ms.Arciaga was actually very encouraging those times. I would write and she would answer back. Even if I don't remember what I wrote to her, I'm pretty sure it was just mere updates on how we (me and family) are adjusting to our new place. Or I could have spilled some juicy news on who's cute or creepy in my new class.
Moving on. During my junior year in high school, I began another correspondence with another teacher. This time, I wrote everyday! She became my journal. It didn't matter if she answered me back or not. I needed somebody to know what is on my mind. For heaven's sake, I was a teenager! But in fairness, she would sometimes write me back - mostly when she had to take a medical leave and probably got so bored at home.
I've written different forms - essays, articles, letters, poems. Poem writing as I see it is a way of conveying your thoughts with a shield, a transparency filter or password protected. Since a poem may always most likely have a different meaning to whoever reads it than to the one who actually wrote it. For me, poems are safer - it's like being half-naked.
Letters and blogs on the other hand are more intimate. More personal. So you are totally naked to the world - that is if you are blogging. Nonetheless, I love letters. Whether it be old fashioned or email. With blogging? I am not sure. But heck, I have already exposed my inner self in here - so might as well like it, right? Ha!
And each time I invite somebody to visit my blogsite, I get a little fidgety after I've typed my site link. Why you may ask, I feel that I am opening my doors to a friend, a colleague, a family member - who might think different of me. Say what? Yes! as if something will still surprise them. But who knows, maybe there are still a side of me that hasn't been exposed - maybe the right cheek of my butt? Ha!
Get some sleep, will ya!
Writing, as I see it, be it in any form, is one of the oldest ways of expression. From the old fashioned letter writing, emails, and now blogging. It's a way of telling another how we feel, what our thoughts are. More like stripping yourself in front of somebody's eyes or for this instance for every soul who dared read your blog or just accidentally clicked on your site. Yay!
I started writing letters when I was 11. We moved out of the city, transferred schools and there began my correspondence with my first grade teacher! Well, Ms.Arciaga was actually very encouraging those times. I would write and she would answer back. Even if I don't remember what I wrote to her, I'm pretty sure it was just mere updates on how we (me and family) are adjusting to our new place. Or I could have spilled some juicy news on who's cute or creepy in my new class.
Moving on. During my junior year in high school, I began another correspondence with another teacher. This time, I wrote everyday! She became my journal. It didn't matter if she answered me back or not. I needed somebody to know what is on my mind. For heaven's sake, I was a teenager! But in fairness, she would sometimes write me back - mostly when she had to take a medical leave and probably got so bored at home.
I've written different forms - essays, articles, letters, poems. Poem writing as I see it is a way of conveying your thoughts with a shield, a transparency filter or password protected. Since a poem may always most likely have a different meaning to whoever reads it than to the one who actually wrote it. For me, poems are safer - it's like being half-naked.
Letters and blogs on the other hand are more intimate. More personal. So you are totally naked to the world - that is if you are blogging. Nonetheless, I love letters. Whether it be old fashioned or email. With blogging? I am not sure. But heck, I have already exposed my inner self in here - so might as well like it, right? Ha!
And each time I invite somebody to visit my blogsite, I get a little fidgety after I've typed my site link. Why you may ask, I feel that I am opening my doors to a friend, a colleague, a family member - who might think different of me. Say what? Yes! as if something will still surprise them. But who knows, maybe there are still a side of me that hasn't been exposed - maybe the right cheek of my butt? Ha!
Get some sleep, will ya!
Saturday, February 7, 2009
When life just has to go on..
I know I have been incommunicado for awhile - since I turned 36! The last quarter of 2008 was kind of a blur. I couldn't see beyond the stressors presented to me. As the cliche goes, to make a long story short - I am back writing my crazy thoughts - again!
I am sure each of us has experienced at one point (or at many points) in our quaint lives - the challenges of human existence. That we had to persevere and survive all the obstacles that come our way - to live to tell the tale.
So, I guess I don't have to tell the tale. Ha!
If you have read my previous post - my "hectic" sked - well, that is all history now. I am now working at a different place. I couldn't say YET if it's a "better" place or not. I just started last month. You could say I am still testing the waters...and so far, being winter, it's still icy cold.
My cooking career quest is still ongoing. Don't ask me how many weeks I have completed - and I mean, completed five straight days! I am trying my best to complete a full week, but for some reason or another - there will always be something that would get in the way - believe it or not!
I suppose that's the disadvantage of going to adult education class - adults always have something to do.
The other day, I was "writing" in my mind on what to post here - and for some reason - I couldn't get my mouse to click on the site.
Anywho, it is getting late and I have things to do. Whew! adult life.
I am sure each of us has experienced at one point (or at many points) in our quaint lives - the challenges of human existence. That we had to persevere and survive all the obstacles that come our way - to live to tell the tale.
So, I guess I don't have to tell the tale. Ha!
If you have read my previous post - my "hectic" sked - well, that is all history now. I am now working at a different place. I couldn't say YET if it's a "better" place or not. I just started last month. You could say I am still testing the waters...and so far, being winter, it's still icy cold.
My cooking career quest is still ongoing. Don't ask me how many weeks I have completed - and I mean, completed five straight days! I am trying my best to complete a full week, but for some reason or another - there will always be something that would get in the way - believe it or not!
I suppose that's the disadvantage of going to adult education class - adults always have something to do.
The other day, I was "writing" in my mind on what to post here - and for some reason - I couldn't get my mouse to click on the site.
Anywho, it is getting late and I have things to do. Whew! adult life.
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