that first chevy

it gets under you skin, for sure :) mine was a white chevy camaro. america made it possible for me to purchase and own one with my own earned salary. and then of course a dream house made in brick with a finished basement. small, simple but it's an abode bought by dollars i earned in america. if i am in my country of origin working as a nurse with a bachelors degree, i could not even do these things, it is impossible. but america made is possible for me :) see, that is why this country is great. it uplifts people, even michael will get an education until he is 26. no one could ever beat that. america is the land of the free. you can run for any public office except only for the U.S. presidency, barack obama's job for they need born in the USA people, but maybe JC can, even i know that is a stretch of a dream, laughs. but america is one country that value its people and welcome immigrants from all over the world like it did to me. now i am a citizen of this country and i am very proud and very happy :)

and yes, i am living now in the USA, the country of john travolta, kirstie's movie partner and he has a child like michael, his boy died in a bathroom during a seizure episode while they were in the Caribbean vacationing. i did not even have a hint then as i watched "grease" at magallanes theatre which is just a walking distance from san lorenzo village where my benefactor lives even now. she is 80 years young but still as beautiful as ever, no kidding. i have a feeling that one tweeting pretty girl is her grand kid for they share the same last name :) i must ask her on my next vacation for it is like a pilgrimage to me, a must see her, a must visit her house every time i am in pinas :)...yes, as i watched grease then little that i know that i would be living in the same country as John Travolta's in the future and also having a special child just like him...just too sad that his boy passed away...but he and his wife kelly preston just had a newborn baby, so happiness came again for them :)

greased lightning by john travolta...memories are made of this...