its been pretty hot lately, just like when i first moved in here. i contemplated getting an airconditioner then, maybe i should follow up on that thought.
thankfully its nice and cool right now. all the windows are open, so theres a cool breeze coming through. reminds me of family parties. funny how i attach things like weather to childhood memories. as i have said before, oxnard has the good air.
when i think of family parties, i think of
staying up till 4AM
the sound of mah jong tiles clattering in the garage
karaoke videos playing out as the aunties tismis
the younger kids running up and down the staircase
styrofoam cups and plates strewn about the house
the girls hiding out in the den playing MASH
the guys playing nintendo and watching tv in my room
and a cool breeze blowing through the open window
we used to have family parties all the time. somehow everyone we knew found some reason to throw a party that weekend. i think that's just the way it is when you grow up in a military town. families go overseas, come back from abroad, someone retires, someone else has just enlisted, a party is thrown. and our "family" has always consisted of other military familes marooned in oxnard. not too many of us brought our blood relatives with us from the philippines, so to make up for it, we became each others family.
family... i miss them on nights like these. i miss just BEING there. regardless of how badly i get along with my family sometimes. that's what families are all about anyways.
i want to go home.
thankfully its nice and cool right now. all the windows are open, so theres a cool breeze coming through. reminds me of family parties. funny how i attach things like weather to childhood memories. as i have said before, oxnard has the good air.
when i think of family parties, i think of
staying up till 4AM
the sound of mah jong tiles clattering in the garage
karaoke videos playing out as the aunties tismis
the younger kids running up and down the staircase
styrofoam cups and plates strewn about the house
the girls hiding out in the den playing MASH
the guys playing nintendo and watching tv in my room
and a cool breeze blowing through the open window
we used to have family parties all the time. somehow everyone we knew found some reason to throw a party that weekend. i think that's just the way it is when you grow up in a military town. families go overseas, come back from abroad, someone retires, someone else has just enlisted, a party is thrown. and our "family" has always consisted of other military familes marooned in oxnard. not too many of us brought our blood relatives with us from the philippines, so to make up for it, we became each others family.
family... i miss them on nights like these. i miss just BEING there. regardless of how badly i get along with my family sometimes. that's what families are all about anyways.
i want to go home.
