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The day has arrived wherein my father will come back from China. He was there in the last 2 weeks and now he is coming back. What is the fuss about? He will bring back of what he promised me. Think you can guess it? You don’t? Alright, I’ll say it: a laptop. Yeah, he brought home a laptop.
First thing we did in the morning; we cleaned the whole house from the second floor up to the basement. After all, it is the master of the house who will return from home. It must be clean enough so he won’t be disappointed and let him feel like he’s at home.
Then, we went to Cathedral of Praise in Manila to attend the church mass. We will not attend the Sunday mass anymore because the only important thing there is you must have an attendance in a week. We were late by 5 minutes due to the traffic along Macapagal Avenue up to Taft Avenue.
After attending the mass, we immediately went up to the Centennial Airport to fetch up my dad. As to be expected, there are a lot of traffic jams along the way. My dad was bored of waiting by 10-15 minutes. Hey! It is not our fault to catch up into a heavy traffic. Anyway, we went to Duty Free after that. My dad told us he will only spend 50 US Dollars and we agreed on it. All right, we went shopping!
In the end, we spent 150 US Dollars and my dad was so frustrated at it. He just decided to put it to sleep while we were going home in Cavite. My dad is not driving the cab, so he was very comfortable on his seat sleeping his head off. While I, on the other hand, am a babysitter of 3 naughty kids who likes to stab, punch, kick and torture me most of the time. Yeah, I always go into a battlefield when I baby sit those kids.
When we arrived home (at last), I immediately asked my dad about my laptop. I was kind of disappointed since he brought a TOSHIBA Satellite M325 model and not a HP Pavillion TX2000 or a 13-inch Apple MacBook model. It is fine with me, as long as I finally have my own laptop. This calls for a celebration. That night, I made myself drown into the delicious sweetness of a Berri Apple juice. I really don’t drink liquors. I find myself odd since most of my classmates knows how to drink liquors and stuffs, while I haven’t tasted any of it even a single drop. I am completely ignorant of those things and never will be interested there.
Good thing, my father will be here to celebrate Christmas with us. I don’t want to spend Christmas with a missing member of your family. It just feels sad instead of being merry.
First thing we did in the morning; we cleaned the whole house from the second floor up to the basement. After all, it is the master of the house who will return from home. It must be clean enough so he won’t be disappointed and let him feel like he’s at home.
Then, we went to Cathedral of Praise in Manila to attend the church mass. We will not attend the Sunday mass anymore because the only important thing there is you must have an attendance in a week. We were late by 5 minutes due to the traffic along Macapagal Avenue up to Taft Avenue.
After attending the mass, we immediately went up to the Centennial Airport to fetch up my dad. As to be expected, there are a lot of traffic jams along the way. My dad was bored of waiting by 10-15 minutes. Hey! It is not our fault to catch up into a heavy traffic. Anyway, we went to Duty Free after that. My dad told us he will only spend 50 US Dollars and we agreed on it. All right, we went shopping!
In the end, we spent 150 US Dollars and my dad was so frustrated at it. He just decided to put it to sleep while we were going home in Cavite. My dad is not driving the cab, so he was very comfortable on his seat sleeping his head off. While I, on the other hand, am a babysitter of 3 naughty kids who likes to stab, punch, kick and torture me most of the time. Yeah, I always go into a battlefield when I baby sit those kids.
When we arrived home (at last), I immediately asked my dad about my laptop. I was kind of disappointed since he brought a TOSHIBA Satellite M325 model and not a HP Pavillion TX2000 or a 13-inch Apple MacBook model. It is fine with me, as long as I finally have my own laptop. This calls for a celebration. That night, I made myself drown into the delicious sweetness of a Berri Apple juice. I really don’t drink liquors. I find myself odd since most of my classmates knows how to drink liquors and stuffs, while I haven’t tasted any of it even a single drop. I am completely ignorant of those things and never will be interested there.
Good thing, my father will be here to celebrate Christmas with us. I don’t want to spend Christmas with a missing member of your family. It just feels sad instead of being merry.
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