Blog #3: Where I'm From

Where am I from, you ask?

I’m from San Diego,

from white, warm beaches and clear blue skies,

to the rare sight of rain that blocks the sun from my eyes.

Me and my sister on the left image. 

My sis, mom, and grandma on the right image

I’m from a family,

with a sister plus a mother plus a grandma, we make four,

all full of love and affection, I couldn’t ask for anymore.

I’m from the weekends,

from a moment’s rest with Saturday cartoons and junk food

with Sunday mass, but also last week’s homework to bring down my mood.

I’m from the gym,

With my coaches and drill instructors wearing me out

I’m saved by Fort Minor and Goku’s inspiring shouts.

High School Air Force JROTC Armed Fancy Drill Team 09-10

I'm sixth from the left.

I’m from school,

With the SATs, the AP tests, and make or break Finals,

But my Armed Drill team buds and track friends made it all worthwhile.

I’m from Louisiana and the Philippines,

Cajun fried chicken and crawfish fills my soul

And lumpia and pancit can really fill a hole (my stomach).

I’m from pennies and one-dollar bills,

Bought clothes at thrift shops, didn’t care they were outmoded

Recycled cans and water bottles just to keep my wallet loaded.

I’m from a fantasy,

DC and Marvel comics, cartoons, films, I’ve seen them all

Japanese Anime I binge each day, as addicting as alcohol.

I’m from all these moments,

from a younger self, a naïve, an immature, and ungraceful past,

full of lessons, full of memories, a history I’ll forever hold steadfast.