She knew something I did not

Apparently someone knew something about me that I didn't. The funny part is she barely knew me.

Honestly, it's been a while since I heard someone pass judgment over my actions. I used to get it a lot. I guess I stopped caring. I rarely try to find out what people's opinion are about me cos I learned what matters the most - my own opinion. It's my life after all. But this time, someone voluntarily shared what she found out - someone's two cents on why I did such things.

I still don't give a damn. I just find it amusing how they [think] knew something about me that I didn't know myself, then tell it to people like they really knew.

Sitting at the red light

Traffic sucks! But sitting at the red light, not too bad. Cos i get to blog in my thoughts right at the moment.

When i'm at the red light, i usually browse through my phone - check emails or more like deleting junk emails or see what my social friends are up to. Then sometimes, I just like visiting my interrupted thoughts that I had since I started my car to head home.

Thoughts about everything. It would be from what do I feel like eating at dinner to what will we do on our next long vacation to where will I be in 10 years from now.

Oops! Light just turned green. Gotta go!

Seven years and surviving!

Today marks 7 years since I first stepped on the land of opportunity, the United State of America. A totally different place and culture from what I grew up with. And to say that I have had a hard time adjusting is an understatement. There were times when I wished I stayed in the Philippines - where everything seemed to be too simple and easy. At that point, that's what I felt and boy did it change!

A lot has changed since then. I think it's safe to say that the changes were for the better. But I think my husband would be a better judge than me. Not talking about bias.

Anyway, here are some of the better changes in my life in my first 7-year journey in the US:

Teach me to play

Growing up, I always hear my Dad sing and my brothers play guitar. Because of that I joined a musical group in school where I played my little ukelele. I tried singing with Karaoke but I can't seem to hit the notes right, so I gave up on that dream. But not the dream to play an instrument.

I always love acoustic sound and fascinated by performers carrying their guitars while singing. For me, any guy would look hot and any girl would look sexy strumming on their guitars.

I may have given up on my dreams to sing, but not playing guitar. Especially when I found this dreamy Jem7v electric white guitar. It was love at first sight when I first laid my eyes on it. 

Now, it's just a matter of finding someone who could teach me how to play around here. Any suggestions?