JLo is my Boss

😎 1 : Before

"WAITING FOR TONIGHT! OOOH! when you would be here in my arms! Waiting for tonight! OOOOHHHH" 🎶

"HEY WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU OKAYY??" my grandma shouts as she pounded on the bathroom door.

"I'm singing!"

"I thought you were bitten by a snake or something," she jokingly said with a fake concern.

And by the way my lola is so cool and is always sarcastic.

"Yeah now what??!"

"Don't you know that we DO have neighbors? I mean have you heared a word such as RESPECT?"

Eeeeeh. But I love to sing and I'm always singing! When I want to!

"But our neighbors always sing in their karaoke and we neveeeeer complained!!"

"Dear, what I mean is you sound so terrible." She laughed.

She's always like that to me😂

I wrapped myself with my towel and got out of the bathroom.

"You never support with my singing career."

"Well who says you HAVE a career??" she emphasizes HAVE just to hurt me more, reminding I'm too ambitious to have one.

"Well.." I put my hands on my hips like a boss. "Someday I'm gonna be-"

"-a star. I'm gonna be just like Jennifer Lopez." She imitated me but in a more exaggerated way.

I laughed at how she knew my sentence. "How'd you know-?"

"You always say thaaat" she rolled her eyes.

See my grandma's so cool. "Someday I'll become famous. Someday I'll be in Hollywood. Someday I'll go to US and get rich. I already memorize your lines cause you keep saying them." She laughed.

"Yeah cause I do believe that one day.. One day I'll become an entertainer!"

"How can you become a singer when you only sing in bathrooms and kitchen?" My lolo joined the conversation.

"Cockroaches can never help you get discovered." He laughed as he was cooking at his dirty kitchen outside the house.

"OOOOH WE CAN DO ANYTHING WE WANT LIVE IT UP!!" 🎶

"Don't worry we'll sell your albums through the street vendors. Let's see if we can sell at least 10 copies" 😂

Lola sets the table for us to eat breakfast together.

"Don't worry you're gonna reach what you dream, dear. When you go to US."

Oh yeah! We're moving to US the soonest! I can't imagine living in another country. With different people, with different lifestyles! That's reaaaally exciting.

"Ohh I'm so excited to migrate! Mama's just waiting for the tickets."

"Yeah and that's when you leave us."
My lolo said and it shattered my heart. 💔

Omygod that was so painful to hear. I've been living with my grandparents my whole life cause my mama is always working her ass out from country to country and my father..

Oh yeah sadly I don't know who my dad is. He and mom were off since I was 2. I can barely even remember his face. My dad was tall, tanned, dark-eyed, strong jaw, nice body build, and was said to be from a foreign country. And that's according to my lola cause my mom never liked to talk about him. I wasn't that interested either.

Yeah I know it breaks my heart into uncountable pieces, thinking that I'll leave everything behind. And start a new life in a foreign country.

But I just keep looking at the bright side. I'll start a new life and meet new opportunities. The hardest part is always the beginning and it begins in moving on.

I'll leave my friends. My relatives. My promised land. My neighborhood. My annoying-but-I-still-love-them neighbors. The memories. And especially my grandparents. I'll just think of them and use them as my fuel. So that I'll be always inspired to pursue my dreams.

Omygod these thoughts are already so deep I just realized I was still in a towel.

"Get dressed we're gonna eat now come on!" My lola shook me out from my serious thoughts.

I was just staring at my lolo and lola who sat on their places, ready to smack breakfast. My older brother also sat on his usual seat. Have I mentioned before that I actually have a brother? And my lola said he's the exact replica of our dad. It's clear my bro looks like he has some foreign blood. While me, I don't see anything foreign-ish in myself. I look trash.

And for additional info we usually eat breakfast at 10 am when no classes. We drink coffee/milk in the morning (7am) and the meal at 10 am is like a brunch. Breakfast and Lunch.

"Just remember," I said. "When I become successful, YOU are always the reason why I did."

They seem not to hear but they're always like that. Especially my lola. Especially on moments like this. But I'm sure they heared and knew what I was saying. They just dont want to get emotional.

While Brandon, my 19 yr old brother, was just quiet like usual. So unlike me, very noisy, loud and talkative.

"Hurry I'm starving!!" Lolo cried like a hungry kid. My grandparents are that cool. And it's one of the million reasons why I really love them.

I went to our bedroom and yes I call it "our" because I don't have my own bedroom. I know I'm too old to be still dependent but I still sleep beside my lola. And my lolo and my bro sleeps at the living room cause they usually watch action movies and fall asleep on the floor and/or couch. Boys will be boys, girls will be girls.

I entered the room and as I closed the door I didn't realize that my tears already streamed down my face.

I never knew that it would be so hard to leave. I knew it was not that easy but now i feel so much pain. Maybe I didn't realize that much pain because all I think was the excitement in going  to America. Now I'm confused if I can do this. If i can leave them. If I can leave my country. Omg I just sounded like a patriotic person. More like a PATHETIC person..

I sat on the edge of the bed, facing my small cabinet. Then i saw my Katy Perry and Jennifer Lopez posters on the side.

I smiled. Despite the pain of leaving everything behind, I'll just keep on remembering the good reasons of going there. The possible possibilities.
I looked back at the posters.

Katy and JLo are smiling at me. They seemed like, they're calling me. Like telling me, "See you sooner!"

"THE BREAKFAST IS ALREADY COLD!"

"YEAHHH I'M COMING!!"

I addressed that both to my grandparents.

And to the people on my posters.

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Another piece of crap here! 😁😂
Anyways how is it? Awful? Ya whatever bye 👋