Gawd damn it! that day was such a bad one! Let me enumerate the series of unfortunate events happened to me the day I left Philippines…
1. Of course i felt so sad leavin’ my family, friends, jef and my so- called hassle- free life in the Phils.
2. Philippine airlines was so great that my flight was delayed because of the late boarding time some refueling stuffs they did which consumed our 1.5 hours of our precious time… Boo!! I’ll never fly PAL again i swear!! Not to mention their jampacked seat whew! I really cant imagine that I’ve been there for 12 plus hours straight… haaaaaaayy!!!
3. So my flight was sooo delayed, roughly 2 hours delayed, plus I had to rush from Tom Bradley Internation Airport (L.A.) to the Domestic Airport just walking with all my baggage (I’m talking about pushing 80 lbs baggage plus a hideous pushcart)… with all the rush and great effort (i was really running and even it’s cold out there i was sweating a lot) to be on time for my connecting flight to New York, the domestic plane left, of course without me because I was so late for the last call time /boarding time. Grrrrr… I was left alone there.. damned, tired, wasted and teary- eyed because there’s no one to help me out.
4. I went back to Tom Bradley Airport (yes, with the 80 lbs baggage with me) to re- book my flight. There i saw a kababayan and also an employee at PAL, whew! at last there will be someone to assist me in booking my next flight, and also someone to talk to because i was so tongue- tied speaking a foreign language which i’m not used to, in other words nauubusan na ako ng English. So the guy helped me to re- book my flight and he even gave me a complementary dinner coupon from PAL, a $15 dollar value so i can dine- in at restos inside the airport. I thought that it was a pure help from a kababayan but he keeps on offering me to dine with him. Of course I refused because I’m not that hungry yet besides, he’s a stranger! And why should I dine with him if I already had the dinner coupon with me. I can eat by myself and whenever I want to. In short, nangangarir sya hehe. Sorry nalang siya.
5. I waited 7 hours lang naman
Grrrrrr! Haaaay!!! Bagot na bagot ako dun from 11 PM to 6 AM. And that’s the time to reflect. Now I realized and also experienced that being independent is essential in one’s life, I guess I’m learning, besides, it’s what i want: ADVENTURE.

6. After 7 hours of waiting, Dyaaaraaan!!!! I’m boarding na with American Airlines to John F. Kennedy Airport New York. Another 5 hours and that’s it nasa New York na ako. It’s more comfortable than PAL but I can’t sleep so I just browse some magazines to kill time. The plane landed on time. That was very fine except that one of my box was lost! AHHH WHAT!!?? I can’t find it in the carousel! I just have the other box with me but it was ripped and some things are missing inside, okay my fault coz I didn’t taped it properly, but still the other box was missing! DAMN IT! Halos lahat ng damit ko andun! Thank God Rico Bear is with me all throughout the flight kung hindi maloloka na ako.
7. Well eto sa awa ng Diyos, naka- uwi naman ako ng bahay namin dito sa Bronx. By this time i’m still calling that fuckin’ American AIrlines for the lost balikbayan box. It was almost a week now and thay’re still searchin for it.