December 22, 2012

I recently turned 21. I’m still not feeling it but I know I will, as soon as I get my ass off this couch and start looking for a job. Or maybe go back to school and finish college. I will try to share as much as I can, maybe this will help me feel a lot better.

My dad arrived last Friday without his luggage. Right when he went out of the airport, I knew something was wrong. He ran towards our car and he hugged me tightly. I was right. He lost his luggage. Same thing happened to me a month ago, but a different scenario. His old iPhone, medicine, some clothes and $2000 were there. So we really felt bad. But you know what others say, think positive and everything will be fine. We waited til midnight and we got an email from the TSA lost and found officer, who found the luggage at the TSA checkpoint where my dad left it.

We tried calling their office the next day (which was Saturday) but they were closed during the weekends. So we waited until Monday. Still keeping our hopes up that everything’s still intact. We called and asked if they can fly in the luggage to Nashville but since the luggage was already at the TSA office, which is like 4 miles away from the airport, the only option is to ship it through FedEx. After 3 days, we got the luggage without his money in it. Whoever took it will be having a good Christmas this year and I hope that someone use it for a good cause, or whatever. Karma will have its way, I know.

It’s so depressing but we can’t do anything about it anymore so I have to think of something else. All I can think of is my future. It always leads to that. Before I go to sleep, when I wake up, or even when I take a shower. What do I really want to do with my life? Where should I stay for good? Honestly, I don’t know yet. I am not sure anymore. All I know is, I want to be alone. I don’t want to depend on anyone else but myself. I am excited to do things on my own. Like pay my own rent, utilities, phone bills, etc. But of course, I can’t do that yet, I have to have someone living with me for now. 

I’m thinking of going to Nossi College of Art or Art Institute of Nashville sometime next year if I don’t get a job in the Philippines. Those schools are like an hour away from where we live, but I don’t mind driving every day.

 I’m just glad that my family are very supportive of me. They don’t mind if I go back to school or get a job. It is really my choice now. I have a few more months to think about these things so I’ll just take it one step at a time.