Monday, May 05, 2003
My authority over household decisions has just gone down a few knots. Just this Friday, I was rudely awakened by a kiss from my excited baby cousin. He was jumping at the edge of my bed telling me that we are going to Batangas.
Fine. I thought, we’ll go to the beach the next day. But no, when I went out of my room, I saw the cooler, the
kaldero, the rice cooker, and some other appliances with a plug (my family has become creature comforts) already packed.
So, that’s how they whisked me off for two days, without preparation. Brought nothing but a change of clothes and underwear.
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I miss the campfires, the roasted marshmallows, the ghost stories, the reminiscing of numerous childhood mischief, and my cousins…
I missed out on my organization’s summer outing and traditional farewell dinner. But I really felt bad about the dinner… No, not because I missed out on the food (but it was one of the reasons).
That dinner was pretty special because it’s a treat from the director of the organization. Out of his own pockets… Meaning he probably took it from the church coffers… (The last part was just me being mean and sour-graping).
It was dinner for all the graduating members… And I missed that one out…
But you can read my
friend’s post on what I really missed out…
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