The Long Awaited Church Wedding II

The barely breathing Mini-cooper.

The barely breathing Mini-cooper.

I woke up early on the 26th of July 2014, confused at first. A lot of thoughts running through my mind – Why does this bed feel so good? Why does it feel so cold? Why am I up so early when I’m on a vacation? Wait, is it today? It is today. And the most important thought – All that money spent for today.. Damn, it better be good.

Sorry, I’m on the bad side of frugal kind of girl. This is the most money I’ve spent on anything, aside from my mortgage.

Of course, these thoughts come as I realize that it was my wedding day. And my heart just starts to beat a little bit faster.

Even though I sound dramatic, I was excited. My family was complete. I was home again, and I was going to get married the second time to the man of my life.

The day started early and immediately. The people started coming in. Make-up artist, photographers, wedding coordinators/assistants and the unavoidable part, the relatives that your mom insisted to be invited, much to my dismay. All this while I’m trying to hold my stomach in so I don’t look so bloated in all my candid pictures. Girl problems, I know.

The ceremony is at 3 pm. By noon, I was famished and dizzy. Too much action, too much going on and too much attention on a proud loner.

There were some bumps on the road though. By 1pm, we found out that my bridal car had an engine problem. In my mind, I wondered what  my husband would think if I was late on our wedding day. I thought it would be funny. Everything eventually was fine though, as they were able to fix the car.

And as I ride in that sputtering car wondering if I’m ever going to get to church, I realize how much I’ve accomplished in my short life. I realized I was proud of myself. This coming from a self depreciating person. I was proud of braving through my fears, trusting God and inner confidence. So as I see the facade of the church through the mini-cooper’s windows, as I step out, and as the door of the church opened and I can hear the opening strings of Here, There, Everywhere, all I can think of was… I am happy.


The Long Awaited Church Wedding I

San Antonio De Padua

San Antonio De Padua

I’ve been talking about it for a while. It felt like it was never going to happen. But, it did.

To everyone who is reading my blog, I would always mention how busy I was with planning my church wedding back in the Philippines. It finally happened. Yahoo! To be honest, I thought I would never see the end of it. I was never a planner, I hated big parties. Towards the end of the planning, my thoughts about a church wedding was just a necessity. I don’t think it takes away from the solemnity of the occasion. I was just tired juggling 2 jobs and planning a wedding halfway across the world.

I had my wedding in San Antonio De Padua in Tagaytay. It is a beautiful church right smack in the middle of nowhere. I have read that this church is gaining some popularity and I don’t see why not. It has a beautiful ambiance and facade.


The bell tower

The bell tower

My reception was held in Balai Taal. Man, we splurged on this location. It was somewhat pricey. No.. not just somewhat. It WAS pricey. For someone who had to work hard to pay for her wedding and not get any handouts.. yeah, the price is a little bit steep.

Before you tell me that I shouldn’t spend so much money on my wedding (which I probably shouldn’t have), this was a beautiful place. It also allowed me to accommodate my in-laws who had to come in from the US.

The view from Balai Taal

The view from Balai Taal

Like I said earlier, I hated big parties. What I hate even more was being the center of attention. And like they said, a wedding is for the bride. What can I say? I was born an introvert. I am at my happiest when I’m doing things by myself. That was just my nature. That is why I thank God so much with gifting me with an awesome family, who by the way, likes to party. Can I hear another “yahoo”?

My sister and mom helped me a lot with planning my wedding. It doesn’t hurt that my sister works in the wedding industry as well which helped me get discounts and favors from some vendors. (shameless promotion: check out for your invitation needs) All in all, it was a fun experience, but something I wouldn’t want to do again. I have a new found respect for wedding planners. It ain’t an easy job.

Coming up next – wedding photos! The fun part.

Yours truly,

Imigranteng Filipina

UPDATE # 2 [AOS – Walk-in Biometrics]

Since I’m not really doing anything at home, and I’m so eager to have my biometrics (even though it’s scheduled for October 18), I decided to do a walk-in. A contributing factor for me being eager (a better term for impatient) is that I keep reading on VisaJourney everyone doing a walk-in and being successful. Basically, a walk-in is being there earlier than scheduled, which is kinda being impatient. But, I didn’t care. The slight chance that I might be processed earlier for my green card is enough motivation and push for me to go there earlier than expected.


I went there early, at around 8am. There were around 15 people in there, I guess those who lined up really early. However, it was fast. I was worried they were going to ask me why I was there early, but actually, they didn’t, which surprised me 😮

The security guards are really nice. There are 2 of them, and they’re both Filipino (Teehee). However, they were multi-lingual, because I can hear them talk Spanish, Korean etc to various immigrants. Amazing. I had to fill up a form, and oh! The receptionist is also Filipino. How fun!

After around 15-20 minutes of waiting, they called me in for biometrics. It’s basically just a picture and fingerprints, then they ask for your signature. The guy who took my biometrics is also Filipino. Damn! I feel so at home.

Everyone was so nice, and it was fun. The hard part is going back home, and waiting…


..UPDATE.. Regarding AOS.

Well, a couple hours after posting my AOS guide, I received a letter telling me about my biometrics appointment. A biometrics appointment is basically just taking your picture and fingerprint. I’ve read somewhere that they use it for the greencard. I’m happy about this, but can’t help but be impatient still. I guess it’s normal, especially for a woman. Damn, the waiting can get really tiring and annoying, since you can’t really do anything in America til you have that greencard.

I’ll update my blog if ever I get an RFE (I hope not) or whatever else happens to my application.

Wishing everybody good luck, and happy days!

Imigranteng Filipina

UNTITLED (Because of mixed emotions)

Today is my last day in the Philippines. (Well, last whole day)

I didn’t think it would be this hard. This is my safety net. The place where I have felt and learned and experienced everything there is about life. Although I am still young, I feel like I’ve been here for decades.. and this is the only place I call home. I wake up and sleep at night thinking of how beautiful and wonderful the Philippines is.

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