Already here in Canada

Hey! I'm already here in Canada. The trip took 18 hours in total. Time here = Philippine time minus 39 hours. As stopover at Taipei then all the waay to Vancouver. The travel to Taipei was fine but the travel to Vancouver was a far different story. The people who add 20 percent to your debt and the one that isn't really fond of deodorant but terribly need it, was the ones surrounding my seat. Beside me, in front of me, behind me, everywhere. I wassn't able to sleep because I don't know what to consider a problem, the STENCH or the noise and the constant washroom going brother awakening disturbing sleep. So, an advice, don't allow stopovers. Take PAL (unless you hav a lot of patience and toleration) and go all the way. Philippine Crew, Philippine pilot; most improtantly, Philippine taste in food, music and entertainment. Trust me the odor will haunt you plus they (5 6 people) think everyone's their slave (yah! SLAVE) and thereby make a lot of noise. Did you know that when everyone was already peacefully residing in dream world, one of them (deodorant-lacking people) SHOUTED becuase he wanted to eat chicken at that time (at nap time). How do you expect a stewardess to serve you when breakfast is still 5 hours later? Plus, don't they have respect for them? They too are tired from the trip. Far more exhausted than all of the passengers. They are aboard a plane for almost a day, standing and serving you while you are only sitting there comfortly. They are not waiters (that doesn't mean that you should disrespect waiters, everyone is human, that's way EVERYONE, not EVERYTHING), they are stewardess. They have qualifications for that. Plus, they made the whole cabin smell which made me air-headed and hot-tempered the whole fight. "My head is killing me", Something that accurately describes the flight here via China Airlines (fully-booked kasi ung iba kaya china air na lang, gusto nga namin Philippine Airlinwes o Cathay Pacific, tsktsk, a FLAW in our PERFECT travel agency. So there's the experience in the flight. The customs and immigration people were good and kind to people, it took us about 6 hours in the airport, because of interviews and long lines but everything went pretty well.Now, I'm here at my uncle's house. We ive here temporarily until we find our own.The one thing noticeable about the country is its cleanliness and it's welcoming aura which I hope our country has. It's people are frioendly and constantly smiling at you which has its Filipino feel.That's it!P.S. I don't have a YM account anymore. It is not installed here so sorry my friends, I guess e-mail's the only medium we can communicate

Neutral

I feel nothing when asked what do I feel now that I would be living in Canada. It is because I do NOT know what to think. I feel excited, worried, sad, happy, cursing, tired, an all those, that when combined, just makes me go nuts.
I feel excited because I see it as a new adventure, a new chapter, another story about to unfold. I think of it as another “adventure”, an adventure for the longing for peace, security, and equality our country never offered.
I don’t know exactly what to expect or see in there. The feeling of doubt and uncertainty just devours me slowly. I know it will dissipate sometime in the past but this is unavoidable. You never know. That is uncharted, unknown, untouched territories for me, you understand?
I’m extremely sad to leave my friends here. The friends whom I had trusted and whom have trusted me. Friendship established and strengthened gradually by time. They know that I value them dearly and I hope that they too value me.
I’m happy to leave this hell that was once one of the great tiger economies. The once well-respected country of the Philippines, the pioneers of abdication without bloodshed. The first country who fought for their freedom against selfish colonizers. Yes, good times! Those events are now non-existent in the foreigner’s eyes. We are now the “Caregiver’s Capital” and yah, “Hello Garci Country”.
Cursing of what we are now and what we were before. It brings me to tears just thinking about it. Enough said!
Tired of déjà vu. Can you not see that history is just repeating itself?!? YUP! We never learn.All these thoughts drown my friend to confusion so I chose not to think of it, until now, writing this.