Newest Connections

At last at home, came from the house of my new relatives. Did I say new? Ah yeah, what I mean is I met all of them for the first time ever so for me their my newest relatives. That's a long story but to make it short, I never saw my father for some reason, that's why for more than twenty years we don't have a single communication with each other as well with my relatives in my father's side.

Two weeks ago I met my father's eldest brother a.k.a. uncle. For the past two years where I first talk to my father and I remember that was before Christmas, I also talk to some of my uncles through phone.By the way, my father and all his brothers where working there in Italy. I know from my conversations with my father and uncles how hard life working abroad that is why I admire OFW (over-seas Filipino Workers) so much. I finished my engineering course by the help of my grandma also working abroad (in the US) and thanked God passed my licensure exam.

Really a great experience to see new faces where you know has a big connection to you. My uncle along with his wife, sister-in-law and my cousin hugged me. But unlike from what I saw from reality show from TV, there were no tears shed from me. I don't know if still numb or this was just the natural reaction of a boy was just happy to see his long lost relatives. Maybe I try to hide my emotions even though I don't have the reason why I have to. Maybe I can answer that maybe's when I met face-to-face with my father.

Really tired from my long travel, and have a work to do tomorrow. Maybe I got so many wrong grammars to these posts. I can't concentrate well. Even though I can re-schedule this post but not if it is a personal post. I want to be real-time as much as possible. This is mine, no one in maybe trillions of websites write this kind of writings except me. Don't get me wrong please, just happy to share to you my experiences from the past few weeks. Actually there were so many beautiful and not so beautiful things happen during those period, these was just what you called "the tip  of the iceberg",LOL, can't believe I come up with that phrase while my eyes at this time is like a barbel, so heavy,LOL. That's all for now. I hope I add color to this blog.

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Don't know how will I start this blog post. Then, I start this way, with a long ahhhh....., then typing whatever comes to my mind in this very moment. LOL.

I think it's been two weeks as I remember since we eat together with my family, with my step-dad (yap, step-father but it don't bother with me that much, not at all), my three step-sisters, my little step-brother and of course, my mother. I'm not a talkative type of person but I can't help to be so annoying especially with my sisters. They would say "Kuya,umalis ka na nga, gulo mo, eh!" (go out you're so annoying!). I hope I give the right translation. LOL.

We all live at same house, but everyone has their own lives, my eldest sister love to dance, in fact she was more often not at home than me. There are days that we not even see each other although we both live in the same little but beatiful home. Did I say home? Yeah it's not just a house.

My next sister was always at home, loves to study and an avid fan of Demi Lovato. She would sing early in the morning with Demi Lovato's song and sometimes rock ones. Oh no, she's just sitting almost right next to me watching ASAP( Philippine TV show showcasing different artist with different talents  like dancing, singing and many more), and don't get me wrong cause I'm not promoting the show, I hope she would not notice that I include her in this blog post. She would cancel this blog post although  I don't mentioned her name, she was also like me, had a bit introverted personality.One more thing, she also loves to play Farmville. From Facebook, you know? The not so famous social networking site.

My next sister, a seven year old one. I don't know if all the children in that age are with the like of her today. My Lola would always say "Iba na ang kabataan ngayon" (The youth today were very different), and I would say the same thing every time I see her. Like when we were eating she would said "Gusto ko mag-nursing, kasi nakita ko yung babae ang gwapo ng boyfriend" (I want to take-up nursing because a saw a girl with a very good-looking boyfriend). There was a time when I was surprised to just heard her crying, the reason? My two elder sisters read her diary with about "my crush" stuff. She is also a very thoughtful sister and also enjoy studying doing her academic responsibilities.

My youngest brother, four years old. Was sooooooo... energetic, also a very thoughtful little angel but sometimes I admit annoyed me. I came home from work, so tired, all I'm thinking was a luxury of having a good enough sleep. Then came my little brother jumped into my stomach, I was tempted to be so angry but my brother has spider sense like from Spider-Man, do you know him? I feel sorry for you if you don't. Anyway, this spider sense of my little brother can predict when I'm not in the mood. He will say "Sorry tuya" (ah, I can't find a translation, LOL) but the thing is he knows what to do before I react to what he had done. With that, he gave me an instant ease, I completely forgot the pain. I don't know with you, but can you imagine how would you react in that situation? You just want a nice sleep but what you got was an aching belly.

My step-father and my mother, my most wonderful parents. Just like me, has so many flaws but I can feel everyday from the time I woke-up in the morning 'til I fall I sleep how much they love  and care for us. Every morning, all I have to do was to wake-up early to go to work or in school as a part-time instructor in some school in my province because everything was ready. I woke-up 4 o'clock seeing my mother already preparing everything that we need from food to clothes with some bonus advise (sometimes I don't pay attention because my ear was bleeding, you know what I mean). But don't get me wrong, like I said, my parents was not perfect but I will not trade my parents to any other parents in the world. They are the best parents that God has given to me. We choose our friends but not our parents, they are God's gift to us. Maybe you don't believe in that, and I can hear you saying all the reason  why you don't. This is just my opinion, but denying the fact would not remove the fact.

Of course, my father, not my biological one. He's been more than a father to me. My real father was in Italy, I just start talking to him recently, just about 2 years ago. That's another part of my story and I'm not ready to share this you at this point. Then back to my step-father,but first don't get me wrong again, I'm not angry with my real father and I'm just keep mentioning step with my step-father because it's the fact and just for clarification. My father, my step, is a very hard-working man, finding other ways to earn because next year my eldest sister would go to college, he applied abroad and this coming March would leave us for a three-year contract in Lebanon.

I'm also doing my best to find financial freedom by means of internet marketing. I think the very reason I'm sharing to you my personal experiences is because learning from other people's experiences including their mistakes in their lives is for you not to do that mistake earning you more wisdom to make tough decisions that will literary change your life forever. I always said that I am an internet marketer, but I don't even have a credit card, I was always denied because of my salary (now you have an idea how small I earn at work). I have still so many things to learn and sometimes relearn again. There were so many ways to get some payment through the internet, not just in credit card to create Paypal account and autoresponder account, I can use debit card instead which I know I'm qualified. My fears  is the one who gave me excuses why not find plan B,or C or D and so on, when my first plan failed. 

But, even though I'm not earning big enough that made my father(you know which one) to apply abroad to find more opportunity there. I believed that you can't failed in internet marketing as long as you don't quit. My mentor Jomar Hilario said "fear is the only thing between you and money in the internet" and I'm slowly realizing the truth in that.

I'm done writing my thoughts but still can't find the right title for this. If you're interested, can you suggest the right one? I can't promise you anything in return but I will deeply appreciate it.

May me all live a fantastic lives! GOD Bless!