Going "home"

As most of you well know, I shall be going to the Philippines in May, and shall return back home in June. I am looking forward to the trip. Being able to see my family, and the new house. (Which I find to be unnecessarily big -.- And it looks quite silly among the rundown tin can houses.)

My dad has promised a trip which has our event planner filled. I'm quite looking forward to swimming in the hot springs and beaches, climbing up the mountains, and seeing the rice fields. Then of course there are the lesser things, (well, not really), like: shopping in the surprisingly large malls, going to Manila (the capital) shopping there and exploring the streets. The one thing I am REALLY looking forward to is exploring the Philippines. Me and my father (and whoever decides to come along) are going to travel north, and visit the different provinces. That shall be quite an adventure. Although we do know the language, we dont know ALL the languages. So we might get lost in translation. I'm the type for new things and adventure. So I am definately looking forward to experiencing that.Seeing the family will be nice as well. Everybody should look differently, think differently, and act differently. I really miss having everybody running around me. Since everybody lives in the same house. Although I didn't like it at the time, I kind of miss having my younger cousins hanging onto me, following me, calling out my name, and playing with my hair. I miss eating dinner with over twenty people, than watching tv in tagalog (the main language of the Filipino's). I miss playing football with the guys and arm wrestling them. I miss listening to my girl cousins gossip about the cutest boys at their school, I miss falling over laughing when they tell me the most popular guys at their school has developed a crushes on me. I miss my family. Period.But when I get there...I'm going to really miss having peace and quiet. I'm going to miss my friends. And I'm going to REALLY miss Sachi. Talking to him every night, and seeing him every weekend. This trip shall be bitter sweet. I really wish I could take him along with me. Heh. It'd be funny to see him lost among the sea of black haired short slanty eyed Asian people. Everybody in the Philippines would like, worship him. And I know he would enjoy the trip to South Korea. BAH! I really wish I could take him with me. I love him, and I'm going to miss him so very much.

Well, heh. I'm looking forward to getting there, and coming back. ^.^