I’m just not easy.
I just saw this. :(
From Cypress to Buena Park
I think I’m still in denial that my family is moving into a new house not far away. I’ve lived in a house in Cypress all my life, so I’ve always had this comfort of certainty.
I’m happy for my parents. Ever since they’ve come from the Philippines, met each other, they’ve been wanting to end up in a nice house. Financial setbacks, me going to college, petitioning my mom’s siblings to come here from the Philippines, etc., there was always something that delayed their dream home.
And now they finally have that home that they’ve been looking for. It’s one story and twice the lot of our current home. My dad hugs me a lot and says “Congratulations!”. I should be saying that to him and my mom. My mom won’t feel ashamed anymore to host parties anymore (even though she shouldn’t have in the first place).
I try to hold back my emotions because this is definitely a big change for me. I’ll miss my old house, but I know I’ll move on.
I consider this my parents’ retirement home.
I’m sorry, and I’m not sorry.
captures me in a nutshell
All the time.
- Vegas in early June? (Whether it is for EDC, the strip for gambling/clubbing, or both!)
- SF for my birthday weekend (also pride weekend :D )
- New York early July? (Cousin’s wedding)
- Philippines later in July? (Brother’s martial arts tournament - if I can afford it, hah)
And I’m totally crossing my fingers, praying, knocking on wood, in hopes of getting into graduate school. For now, I have to help my family move into another house by the end of January. It’s kind of bittersweet because although this new house is much nicer and considered my parents’ retirement house, we will not have the house I grew up in all my life.
My 3 resolutions for the new year are fitness, better financial management, and being closer to family. I feel like everything else will fall into place.
Went a little crazy doing some Christmas shopping…..for MYSELF.
Maison Forte boots (Left), Penguin (Right), Creative Recreations (Top)
So I still remember a part of my dream last night.
And it was kinda dirty…
I pinned someone to the bed, forced their legs over their shoulders, and started to ______ ________ ______.
It was funny because the person was like wtf at first. But then towards the end, he was like OMG DONT STOP.
What’s even more interesting is that it’s someone I know.
YES. I’m voting Obama again. Republicans would never do this.
