Thoughts on Going to Canada.

Today, I've decided, I'll make something other than the 1-month diary of mine. It's time to pour out my thoughts on my going to Canada.

Well, I'm not sleepy right now, so what the hell, 2 posts in a day. :D

As you may or may not know, I'm going to Canada soon. Vancouver, to be exact. And I'm staying with my aunt, and her kids.

On one hand:

I'm so excited about this thing. New life! I can start anew, in this hopefully kind nation. It's cold! And just an hour's drive away, is snow. Whistler, to be exact. It's this amazing resort, where there is snow, and you can go skiing.

I can work there, and get enough money, to get my dream guitar, a Gibson Les Paul Standard, or an SG, or even maybe an American Fender Strat. I don't care, it's all available there. And with just a year's savings, and some parental support, I can get that. Life would be awesome.

School there is easier, according to my parents (YEY!). And when/if I go back to the Philippines after I graduate college, work opportunities will be much, much better.

On the other hand:

I just don't wanna leave. There is an absolutely endless list of people I will miss. There's my cousins, my titos and titas, my ninongs and ninangs, my friends in Makati Science, and my bros in TAY (the group of friends I have.) I'll miss everybody, and I won't be seeing them for at least a year. A. Year. Srsly.

I won't be able to perform in all those band competitions and gigs I would have liked to improve on, like Acoustic Morning/Afternoon/Whatever, Battle of the Bands in all those schools I would have loved to play in, gigs, that we now have a supply of, albeit not that high-paying. But still, that would have been a hell of an experience. Spitshine would have been such an awesome part of my life. (More power to you, bros. ):) )

I won't be able to have the most awesome bro experiences with my bros Ted, Marshall, Chris/Leon/Roy, and G. Or awesome concert experiences with my TAY friends. Or just simple hangouts with them. That bums me out the most. :((

Well, ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on.

I don't really know what to think anymore.

Good night, good night, good night, good night, good night, hope that things work out alright, yeah.