Take Me Away With You Tonight
My parents got home from a two-week long stint in New Jersey and New York last night.
The second thing that my mom said when she saw me was, "You know what, you should live in New York. Your lifestyle's perfect for it", which was something I've known all along. But she just had to bring it up, didn't she? Now I can't stop thinking about it.
I want to leave this stupid country for good.
I want to go somewhere totally new where I don't know anybody and nobody knows me, and I want to completely forget about everything that happened to me during the past five years. And I mean absolutely everything - school, Alabang, the Ateneo, Katipunan, work. And yeah, her. Actually, fine - just her. And everything that happened because of her.
Yes, I know. Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, right? And yes, I know I'm running away again. I just want something new, and there seems to be nothing good going on for me here in the Philippines anymore.
I can't wait to leave. Seriously. I just want to go anywhere (a nice bustling city with a nice culinary and night life, or a quiet beach in the middle of nowhere, or yeah, even a vineyard somewhere in Spain or France - that would be nice) and start a new life, you know: Find a simple job that I enjoy doing, settle down in a nice homey place of my own, and well, maybe find someone exactly like her.
[EDIT: 06.15.06] Over dinner last night, my parent told me and my siblings stories about how well-off Filipino doctors were in the States. I mentioned something like, "I'm going straight to the States to either work or study right after I graduate. I'm so sick of this country." And my mom said in reply, "Okay, go! And if I were you I'd marry a Filipina doctor - they make tons of money."
And I suddenly felt giddy because I suddenly imagined a real-life Meredith Grey. Holy shit, this is so stupid. I actually went straight to Ruins after work last night just to buy the second season set of Grey's Anatomy because I just had to.
The second thing that my mom said when she saw me was, "You know what, you should live in New York. Your lifestyle's perfect for it", which was something I've known all along. But she just had to bring it up, didn't she? Now I can't stop thinking about it.
I want to leave this stupid country for good.
I want to go somewhere totally new where I don't know anybody and nobody knows me, and I want to completely forget about everything that happened to me during the past five years. And I mean absolutely everything - school, Alabang, the Ateneo, Katipunan, work. And yeah, her. Actually, fine - just her. And everything that happened because of her.
Yes, I know. Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, right? And yes, I know I'm running away again. I just want something new, and there seems to be nothing good going on for me here in the Philippines anymore.
I can't wait to leave. Seriously. I just want to go anywhere (a nice bustling city with a nice culinary and night life, or a quiet beach in the middle of nowhere, or yeah, even a vineyard somewhere in Spain or France - that would be nice) and start a new life, you know: Find a simple job that I enjoy doing, settle down in a nice homey place of my own, and well, maybe find someone exactly like her.
[EDIT: 06.15.06] Over dinner last night, my parent told me and my siblings stories about how well-off Filipino doctors were in the States. I mentioned something like, "I'm going straight to the States to either work or study right after I graduate. I'm so sick of this country." And my mom said in reply, "Okay, go! And if I were you I'd marry a Filipina doctor - they make tons of money."
And I suddenly felt giddy because I suddenly imagined a real-life Meredith Grey. Holy shit, this is so stupid. I actually went straight to Ruins after work last night just to buy the second season set of Grey's Anatomy because I just had to.
posted by Jonathan at 6:53 AM
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