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?

Words of Wisdom Wednesday: Ugly The Cat

This story was on my Facebook's news feed from an the Unknown Author that definitely moved me. This is a story of how easy for some people to pass judgment over something that appears sore to their eyes. People tend to judge the book by it's cover, no matter that popular the saying is to do not do it. And this story has truly inspired me. It taught me a lesson on how important it is to be kind to others, despite of their appearance, what they do, or what they say to you. It's normal for people to become defensive and hurt people who hurts them, instead of understanding them because hate doesn't get resolved by another hate, but with kindness. So, be kind because you'll never know what they're going through, just like Ugly.

 

The fight of the century

...or is it?!

A week past since the so-called fight of the century. I didn't think it was. And based on commentaries I've been seeing around, most, if not all, thought of the same thing. Yes, I had to wait a week before posting this. I didn't think I would but why not?! I have my opinion and I have a blog to write it on.

I'm no boxing expert. And I'd be lying to say I've watched too many fights to compare. I've seen most of Pacquaio's fight, but that's about it. I rarely talk about boxing, otherwise. But his fight with Mayweather, I knew he wouldn't win it. Why? Floyd Mayweather was too smart for Pacman. But I wouldn't say that Mayweather is a better boxer than Pacman though.