My Red Tail

I've always been intrigued about this movie. Someone told me, it's about a life of a family with a dog named Marley. I've always loved dogs since my childhood days and I can say that dogs have a place in my heart. I tried watching this movie twice but being tired from work made me stop from doing so. I always end up snoring, and waking up in the morning with my laptop on and finding out that the movie is over. So, finally, on my way home to the Philippines, I had time to watch it from beginning to the end. I didn't had a second thought about which film I will watch in the airplane.

I remember Tasha, my Siberian husky at home. She is as naughty as Marley. She chews everything she sees. And everytime we get back home, we always see the mess she's done. It even came to the point that my mom wanted her out of our lives. Imagine the fear I had back then. I told my mom that I'm not going to go back home from Qatar if I find out that she has sent Tasha away. I told her I'm going to be real bad at her if she did that thing to my dog.

When Marley got sick, I knew what's going to happen next but then, I was not expecting that he will die that way. I wish it wasn't like that. I end up crying and I felt bad because they killed him and did not let nature ended his life. I know that they didn't want him to suffer more so they just had to use mercy killing to make it easy for everyone. But that's so bad idea for me.

Until now, I get teary eyes about Marley's fate. He was living his life as normal as he could, he wanted to be loved and accepted for who he was. And then he just died like that. Poor dog. Waaaahhhhh!!! I hope my Tasha won't have the same destiny as him.

This is my first vacation from my "killing me softly" job in Doha. I can not think of what to do here for thirty short days, but I will try. I have to do it so I can spend my vacation nicely, sa?

So here it goes:

May 1 - Go to the mall with my family for lunch and some fun
May 2 - rest
May 3 - rest
May 4 - Go to Ninya's place to celebrate her birthday, sleep over.
May 5 - Go to POEA with Ninya and have lunch at Galleria, go home, meet pia's mom
May 6 - Meet pia's bf. Ninya will go home.
May 7 - rest
May 8 - Meet Ninya to celebrate our monthsary. Go to mall and buy stuffs or look for personalized merchandise thingy. No sleep over?
May 9 - rest
May 10 - Go to mall with my family to buy some more stuffs
May 11 - rest
May 12 - rest
May 13 - rest
May 14 - hmmmm.. rest?
May 15 - maybe rest again...
May 16 - Ken's birthday! maybe go out for dinner with Ninya. Ninya stays at home.
May 17 - Go to mall with Ninya and Miyu. Ninya stays at home.
May 18 - Go with Ninya.
May 19 - Spend the day at the mall with Ninya. Probably at divi to buy some more stuffs. I'll sleep over her place.
May 20 - Go home and rest
May 21 - pack my things
May 22 until May 27 - Maybe go out with my family and enjoy with Miyu, buy some more stuffs for me and the staff.
May 28 - flight back to Qatar

Oh my... what a plan?! I hope I'll have fun.

I've been away from home since September... I traveled 12 hours from Philippines to the Middle East. I was so busy that I can not even blog about my life in Qatar and how I've been spending every day of it with so many strangers. After almost eight busy months, I'm back home. And there is nothing I could wish for other than staying here for good.

Bad news, I'm not living here in the Philippines for the rest of my life. I know I have to travel to make my dreams come true. I just can not stay in one place and wait for everything to happen. Well, I have so much work waiting for me in Doha, so I know I'll be back there soon. I guess I have to spend my thirty days here wisely so I can say that I truly enjoyed my vacation. Hmmmm.... what should I do then? I hope I can think right this time. I must not be lazy to plan for a very wonderful vacation... As of now, I'm happy that I have time to write again and speak out what is on my mind. I have spent one dramatic evening with my sister last night, listening to her problems and all that... My mom's unending debt list was calculated again, my heart beating fast, worrying about my savings, my savings that could bring me to Disneyland if I will not use it to solve financial problems here at home, my brother who is begging me to buy him his Arsenal jersey which I was not able to buy in Doha... And all of them inviting me to go to the mall and shop for whatever they want... Oh my... Yes, this is home, I'm not dreaming. I missed this drama in my life... There's nothing more I can say but "Yes, it's good to be home!"