6 years and some complaints.

So I have been in America for 6 years, exactly today. Not that long ei, but good enough for me to say that this is my home. Had some ups and downs, some struggles and victories, some memorable moments, and some I just want to forget. Found myself heart broken and falling in love over and over, finding and losing some one special. Finish H.S., started college. And will finish college. Making friends, and losing some, finding special and bests. so yay me!

Yesterday had a blast but half heartedly. Why? because I had a feeling that I'll be writing something here not so good. Haha.
Me and my sis went to vfair, attended the smashbox event. We had our make up done and it was pretty. I was pretty yesterday. Hah! We did some shopping. My sis got something from Tiffany's and co. and some make ups from smash box. Then we had lunch at the "make your own burger" place, I forgot the name, at Santana Row. Then we had our nails done at Lavande salon. I got yellow nails. pretty flashy, but hey, when you're old you can't do flashy things anymore. Right? soooo... I'm getting flashy now. I'm planning to cut my hair too. some drastic changes, but I'm still thinking. Then we went to watch Sister hood of the traveling pants 2 at Century 23. It was a pretty chill movie. Then after that, my sis dropped me of to Dianne's house around 940 pm. Geeessshhh. what a day.
Dianne, Jhen, Donna and I, went to Maggiano's at Santa. Ha. back to Santa again. we ate some desserts and talk about life in general.
So going home, dianne and I are talking about our school. So basically about loans and tuition fees. I don't want to disclose her issues, but this is all I have to say: Not all people wants to work for money, and not all people wants to take the easy route, and not all people are built to become a fucking nurse! No offense to those that are doing nursing, you're doing a good job, and I'm not saying it's easy, and not that you're working for money. but you know what I'm talking about. It's just sometimes PARENTS think they know everything about their child. It just makes me mad when they fucking criticize us for not being a nurse! HELLO! They think that the only job that will make us survive in this world is be a nurse. I know they want us to have a good life in the future, and yes, being a nurse would give us that, but hello, there are many OTHER jobs that will give us the same security but just different route. Jesus and Mary, help us. I am really mad. abbbrrrrrrr.......... It's a lost battle.