And the Plane Ticket Costs Four Hundred Dollars

Things are never the way they should be even if their for the better, trust me... As the movies as my witness...

Alright... I'm here... Now why can't I figure out what everyone's been so exited about?

People around me back in the Philippines have been like, "Oh, your so lucky. (in sweet mushy sound voices that make you barf)", and, "wow you know that's a great opportunity! (with an unwanted and, not to mention, painful pat (or punch, whichever you think is appropriate...) on the back.

Bunch of stereotype dodo...

I cant see what's so great about being in a country where your skin dries up, you get more allergies than you have back home, you have to walk to where ever your headed to, where the trains in the subway are in the same condition as the LRT trains, where people throw trash everywhere like in Manila and, most especially, where a stupid man is the president of the country (GO, the other guy!!!).

I'm not saying that this place is a total wash out, I just don't see why everyone back home wants to be here... I could state a bunch of reasons and they'd still jump at the opportunity to come here.

There are some good points to this migration, I think I should state them just to be fair. I did get to see Time Square, which was ok. Saint Patrick's Catherdral smelled funny because of the things they burn in there but I like all the marble statue's. Rockefeller (did I spell it right???) Center looks better at night with all the pretty lights and I just cant wait for winter and the blistering cold, when I could die and my ears might fall of.