Thank You.

Happy Thanksgiving you god dam Americans.

Is the turkey in your belly welling up to a child that will rock and scream you into a fitful sleep? Is the peppered prime rib still making your tongue tingle with the anticipation of delicious food? Are your family driving you up the wall with their karaoke? If you said yes to all of the above, welcome to a Filipino family. But anyways, it's that time to reflect on what you have and give thanks. In true honesty, I don't know what that means, but I think I'm going to try .
Let's set the ambiance...
INSERT SONG - ワールド・サーフ (Surf the World) by Starboard



Let's start with a story. When I was in middle school, I was sitting at my dining room table, working on something. It was a week or two after Thanksgiving and I was sick and tired of gorging myself on leftovers. All of the sudden, my dad's cell phone starts ringing. He comes from his office down the hall and answers, pacing around the house as he always does. When he hung up, I asked him who called. It was his sister in New England telling him that his father had died in a fire on Thanksgiving day.

I never knew any of my grandparents personally, heck I didn't even meet the ones on my mom's side. The only one I was close to was my great grandmother on my dad's side, but she died when I entered elementary school. It wasn't much of a loss to me, but to die on a day where you turn to everything in your life and say "Thank you" is sad. Any one of us can burst into flames at any moment (if people could instantaneously combust without the help of the demonic) and all the people around you would never be able to say thank you or even utter a sigh of love to you. Yes yes, it's unhealthy to think that way all of the time, but it brings up a good point in our society. Do we have the balls to say I love you and Thank you with the ever important I'm sorry and equally important You're forgiven?

I'm thankful for the friends I have: real life and on LaTale. When you find the people that truly care about you and you feel comfortable showing the inner parts of your being that aren't the prettiest, you know that you've found the utopia of euphoria. I have a biffle that I will stand by no matter what and I know she would do the same. Sure, things will try to keep us apart, but the truest of friendships shine under pressure. And sometimes it involves McDonald's Raps, rainbow butts, and camera finding, maybe a few little insanities, late night texting and bento boxes, and you know, the occasional purple stuff and black fridays; but hey, life is truly a hallway where I'm running like a ninja with my boots making little taps going to our favorite teacher's classroom and she's behind me laughing at my failness . Hey, no matter what distance is between us, I've got your back. We'll open doors to worlds that are abstract and new or familiar and warm, but I'm giving you a key to my undying friendship. So let us open some more doors, one called BunBun and one called BonVon.

Why, oh why, must all of you have a name that starts with L, even though some of you don't have names that start with L (Some where among the lines of C or J, the occasional S or E), but nevertheless, why? It's baffling, I know, but your parents must have collaborated this nonsense. When it comes to the point where your friends' names start to blend you get Lisza or Linzy or Lanzy or any other combination, you know you have friendship. Every unique moment that can come to mind gives a smile and laugh. Remember that time crotch eater? What about you stripper? I still need to give you some Perfume music. What about at her house eating ramen instead of doing our dance? YOUR FACE. Sailor moon? You watched that over the summer- oh hey cupcakes in icecream cones... YOU'RE ALIVE. I can go on and on and onnnnnnn... That's how thankful I am to have such grand memories.

Hey Inflation. I didn't forget about you guys. Let's hold our hands and close our eyes. HungVu calls me sis; it's so sweet. We might have more in common in our senior year crises, but when it comes down to it, we just listen to each other. HeroKanoe is also known as CalaSlave1, all I need to do is find a CalaSlave2... Great guy, but he has the dreaded afk disease that makes me spit in his general direction insults that causes him to come back and refute, curing this disease ridden animal of his illness. That is, until I run out of insults or witty things to say. Hey, DarkestNightmare, let's observe a bit more and watch the flaws of others create great fissures that make the cracked earth we tread on. Only then will we see that they all overlap and great spews of lava seep out in the fury of god himself. Eeekz can be called Calamansi2 or I can be called Eeekz2. Which ever way we see it. The strange ways that we run our relationship and men are so similar that when we talk about our men in guild chat, people think that we switched accounts. You can't forget her tag-a-long cookie, DeviantMusic aka Devuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. "Calamuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu~" I'm the calamansi flavored milk to this girl scout cookie. The package isn't complete without Paulwy. I told you that we'd recruit you. -insert evil laughter- You're our slave now

YungFreshx3 and HeatBlastXII (Clifford the Big Red Dog) might make me stare at them weird with their talk about real life, but they're good to me. Ewww, I remembered about BoondockSaint. He's so ugly, but he knows that I don't mean it and I can't say 'sup man or yo without sounding strange. I resort to insulting in a sarcastic manner after all. LooneyTaz, you're a hobo. Deal with it. Sutari, let's have more dance parties, alright? I'll bring the laser lights that shoot actual lasers and you bring the disco ball with spikes. We'll bring some Inflation victims with us as meat shields so don't worry. HadouDragoon thinks I'm her mommy. Am I really that motherly? I'm more like a threat with way I talk. Can't forget the pole grinder, rnrSoloDolo. Keep grinding with that pole .

Even though I kinda don't have a buddy list, I still kinda do. MilkxCookies is my Milkus, a Korean brand of carbonated milk drink, and I've been looking high and low through all the Korean markets for you. I've finally found you though and I rejoice at every moment our paths cross. DeathAvenger aka Andy is so mean to me, but I know that's his way of saying that he cares, yes? I should escalate the hate between us, so he knows that I care back. TsamH... You're weird, I'm not gonna lie. But that makes you pop out you know? Just not in your pants pop out. Everyone else, regardless of buddy list or guild, I'm thankful for your time. The time you sacrifice to talk to me and find friendship in me. Time is the most precious thing we have in the world and to sacrifice it on me is a blessing all around.

I'm thankful for you. You know who you are. I'm the luckiest girl to have you. You know that I say it when I wake up and when I go to bed, when I'm with you and randomly, but the words flow so freely when I'm by your side that I can't help it. I want to live every moment I can live with you, around you, in your arms, in your sight, but you know you can't all the time. Just know that my heart is always in the palm of your hand and yours is in mine; it is the glue that compels our hands to intertwine and the love that we abide by every day. I can throw out the most common of cliches, but only one thing really matters to me. I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. That's all that really needs to be said.

So, I have a question for all of you. What are you most thankful for and why? Be as brief, lengthy, abridged, descriptive, sparse, clear, vague, any adjective that can be thrown out on this buttery pastry as you want. You can answer the question in the comment box below, which I conveniently just allowed a few weeks ago.

I hope everyone has a great Thanksgiving weekend. Be sure to eat and sleep as much as you can and do it all over again.