Fourth of July... You see it now. Fireworks, barbecue, Mustangs prrring down the road. You know you want it... Makes you excited for the 4th doesn't it. Personally, I love the 4th. It makes me think of summer and Filipino food and some watermelon. I know weird combination but when you grow up in a predominately Filipino and Dutch town, trust me things get weird. Try having lumpia and a sugar and cinninamon elephant ear in 30 minutes of each other. It's a great experience. Now living in the suburbs, I have no place to get that :[ But when I think of the 4th I think of some time far in the future. Hometown, about 10 at night, getting on the ferriswheel, waiting for the fireworks to begin, and with your boyfriends. And when on the ferriswheel, he goes on knee to ask you to marry him. While I have grown into a young woman (kinda) and have grown out of such romantic thoughts (not really), I still hold on to this childhood romantic dream. And while this is only my second 4th away home, I'm still wishing I'm home and with my grandma and Michael and my buddy from the 5th grade. And while I still have a fun day planned for tomorrow, the 4th I wish I could be back on a ferriswheel, with a boyfriend or my grandma or my bud. But while I cuddle with my mom and sister under a blanket and watch the fireworks and realize how they have more money than my hometown just by the show and wish I was home, I'll realize I never do miss a 4th at home for my memories are as real and living as the fireworks are still better in that redneck town.
PS Love Mustangs!
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