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The First Few YearsCategory: Conspiring's Life
Saturday, 7 February 2009
07:53:19 PM (GMT)
The First Few Years Began 02/06/09. Completed 02/07/09. I was born on August 3rd, 1997, in Tamuning, Guam. At least, I THINK it's Tamuning. I'm too lazy to check my birth certificate. For all those of you who don't know what Guam is, it's a tiny little island, part of the Micronesia Islands. It has a healthy relationship with typhoons. Ten days later, literally, was the first airing of the first episode of South Park, Cartman Gets An Anal Probe. It was also International Left-Handers Day. You may be asking, what does South Park have to do with anything? What does left-handedness have to do with anything? A) Seven years later, I discovered that show. B) I'm left-handed. Okay, my family is all Filipino. Yes, that makes me 100% Pinay, thank you very much. My father is from Manila and my mother is from Bacolod. Manila is the capital of the Philippines, and it is nicknamed Perla del Oriente, The City of our Affections, City by the Bay, La Insigne y Siempre Leal Ciudad...Whatever you call it, it remains the same, great city that really lives up to the Philippines' expectations. One of its sister cities is San Francisco, California, which, as you will see, relates to my current situation. The main language of Manila is Tagalog, a language that I am familiar with. However, most of Manila's inhabitants also speak English. Bacolod City is a city in the province Negros Occidental. It's nicknames are The City of Smiles and Football City of the Philippines. They speak Bisaya there, and I understand it more than Tagalog. I don't know the exact difference between Tagalog and Bisaya, but I know that Bisaya uses more Spanish words. Anyways, I have twelve or more cousins that live in Bacolod, along with my aunts, uncles, and grandma. I went there a few times some time ago- the last time I went was in...2004, I believe it was? Anyways, I'm getting too far ahead. At my school in Guam, Santa Barbara, I was at the top of my class, no bragging intended. I was gold medal in all the grades I was there, and the principal commented that I would be valedictorian. My mom was attending a meeting nearby and she needed to use the phone, so she went to the office at Santa Barbara. The secretary inquired about my going to school, and sooner or later I was enrolled. I had several best friends at that school, and many friends. However, I was shy with people in other grades. I was bossy and usually the leader of the girls. I was super-mean back then, trust me. My ultimate best friend was Khenda. I went over her house many times, but we don't communicate anymore- we haven't in so many years. The leader of the boys' group was Kevin. God how I hated him. Though one time I lifted him by the collar. Haha, I love reminiscing. He used to spit at us girls, and we used to form our hands into kissy-faces and chase the boys with it. Girls are sensitive to gross stuff, and boys are sensitive to lovey-dovey shit. Who knew? When I was seven I was told that my mother and I were going to the USA for a vacation. I was plenty excited- I'd heard many good things about this country at school. The airplane ride took over half a day, but I enjoyed it. I had my GBA SP and some tracing mini-overhead thing, so I was happy. Once I stepped outside I was freezing. I had jeans and a tank top on. If you're in Guam the only clothing you need is a tank top and shorts. Yep, you guessed it- it was hot there. And if it wasn't hot, it was raining heavily. But rain makes the weather warmer, so...yeah. My dad (who I didn't know was my dad yet) picked us up and we stayed in a hotel for a day. My dad showed my this Barbie site and I was hooked. We used to talk all the time on the phone when I was in Guam; I called him 'Bayani', which means 'hero'. The next day we moved to our new home. We were actually just renting some rooms in a house. The house had a major bug problem, however, which is why I stayed in the bedroom most of the time, where there were no bugs. We had to find my school, so my dad looked up some school online and we found a school. We drove there, and they accepted me. The teacher said I was very good at reading. The class, like all the other classes at the other schools I've attended, was girls vs. boys. And this is where The School Life starts.

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