A new Dawn

I'm so fortunate enough to live in this lifetime. To ba able to witness such Historic event in our country. Chills run down my spine as I watched the presidential inauguration. I have never felt so proud of any politician in my life. I totaly look up to him. He's such an eloquent speaker, well spoken, and have a great sense of conviction. Words can't really sum up the overwhelming feeling that I have now. On the other hand, I get anoyed by people who kept on saying the word CHANGE. There is no day that pass that I don't hear the word CHANGE. I mean, don't get me wrong I'm pro-Obama but I just don't wan't to be a CHANGE zombe.

I got to stop before I become a nuisance my self.

God speed America.

404

Survivor is the sickest reality show I have ever seen. I can't afford to watch another episode. It makes me agitate whenever I'm watching it. I know that the nature of the game is to "outwit,outlast,outplay" each other. But, DAYUM does it bring the worst of everyone. I just hate seeing the players backstabbing each other in front of national television. Perhaps, backstabbing is mundane in any reality show. But this one exceptional. It's like backstabbing to the 10th power. Basically this show does not promote anything.

Leavin

Now I'm at the JFK Airport and the plain is leaving in approximately an hour and a half to Hawaii.
It's really very depressing when you travel alone it seems like you're just there in one corner; watching people pass by while everyone is cheerfully talking to their friends or families or colleagues.
Geez, I totally hate this. But I know I got to do this. I need to fix my life. Just what Abraham Lincoln said: If opportunity doesn't knock; build a door.

Hell yeah, that's what I'm doing. What is even more dreadful is the fact that, I'm leaving this place for a long period of time. I'm thinking about Lassy (my dog). She always sleeps with me. But now, I couldn't imagine her sleeping in my bed without me.

Well I guess sometimes we need to make sacrifices. I didn't had the chance to bid goodbye to my little bothers (I left home when they're still at school).

My mother gave me 10 Grand; I felt so sad that she gave me money for this trip. It just felt depressing when somebody gave me money; Especially MY MOTHER. It's so depressing to think that you'll be spending that money that that person had worked hard for.

I'll be back soon... of course I will.

Community work

There is nothing more fulfilling than volunteering or helping in every way possible. I got so many things lined up for charity work. Like:

-Donate money to the home for the aged.

-Help children in Afghanistan with their basic needs.

-Organize a feeding program to the children of Cambodia.

-Be able to sponsor students who can’t afford to go to College.

-Save Dogs from maltreatment.

-Volunteer for Kefalonia Dolphin & Underwater research Program in Greece.

I know it sounds ambitious but, all through out this life time I want to give something back to society/community and society/community does not limit to the place where we live but to the world in general. I will commit my self to accomplish at least 2 from the list.

Responsibility

Recently I realize how tiring, depressing and mind bugling adults world is. Not that I’m that old but, I’m close to becoming one. I mean I’d be having my own credit card soon, I’d be the one paying the bills, work for a living, pay taxes, and last but not the least; dealing with lots and lots of documents. Which I think is harder than the rest all combined. Keeping up with monthly dues is a big responsibility and I can feel that big responsibility coming. My mother is not getting any younger and there are some things that she can’t do anymore; so I kind of a fill that up for her. Now I understand why adults world is full of serious stuff. And I’m just going to live with it. I guess we all are. I have to brace my self to this adulthood thing. Although sometimes it scares me to think that I'll be leaving home soon in order to pursue a career and earn for a living as well.

Addiction

I love this song. I know it's a bit old, but I don't mind.

Church!!!

Every Sunday it's a family's protocol to hear a mass (for at least once a week). But lately, actually for about a month or 2 now. I wasn't able to (I have a reasonable reason though). So my mother thinks; somethings wrong with me because I haven't heard a mass for so long (for all she know). God, if she only knows that I'm hearing a mass at least twice a week. If she only knows that, the day she thinks I'm in school is the day that I'm in church. But I don't want to tell her that. In fact it's better that nobody knows. I think when it comes to dealing with God the gestures must be mutual. I'm in good terms with God and I'll just leave it that way.