My 10th night in America.

Today's Monday, and my day was pretty bromidic. I woke up at 5am to talk to a few people online and to check my email. After that, I had breakfast with my mom, and came running to the bathroom, realizing that I'm lactose intolerant.

My bathroom moments began when I started eating cereal and cream cheese sandwiches for breakfast. It also occurred when I had about two scoops of ice cream. I was appalled, because I really love dairy.

After that, I had a migraine for the entire afternoon. I already took painkillers, but it didn't take effect. I was shopping with my mom when my head began to pound, and perhaps it was because of the scorching California heat. The pain was terrible, and I felt nauseous as well. I wanted to puke my guts out.

I requested to go home immediately so I could lie down and stay within distance of a clean toilet for further barfing emergencies. But when we got home, there was a surprise waiting in the mailbox.

MY GREEN CARD FINALLY ARRIVED! For those who don't know what it is, a Green Card is a card (it's actually white and not green) that states that you're a full-fledged permanent resident of America, and with that card, you can enter in and out of the US and apply for job and gives you the authority to apply for an US Social Security Number.

I applied for my Social Security Number and for a California ID, but both offices said that I needed that Green Card first. It's really that exigent, and a weight has been lifted. My parents have been praying in anguish, and finally there's relief in our midst. Praise the Lord!

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