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Happy new year
August 22, 2008
This New Year brings forth so much hope. I’ve never been quite hopeful in my life. My teenage years played around the border of pessimism and reverse psychology stuff. Today, i declare myself a positive person. If that’s the equivalent of hopeful.
Today is also my first day at the office for 2009. Taking a sick leave sounds really irresistable on a freezy Monday morning. Moreso, when you have barely slept the night before, but that’s another story.
I spent the new year’s eve at my boyfriend’s place. There were only seven of us: his cousin, his cousin’s wife, his two nephews and his aunt who never married. The food was great, and the fireworks, plenty. I enjoyed the time i was there. They treated me very kindly and even shared some recipe secrets. By the time the road is safe enough to drive, they took me home. That was around 2 am.
Evening of January 1, boyfriend and I went to Cavite to visit my aunts and uncles. My father and sister spent the new year there, while my brother was in his cubicle answering the same inane calls. When we arrived, we were welcomed with faces trying to smile, trying not to show hurt, trying to be warm, trying to stay awake. I hardly made my thoughts known. I just busied myself with the food, although i was far from hungry.
I was only too glad that my family were talking, and i mean talking to him in a familiar way, and not pushing their alcohol on his mouth. That evening he has to go home, while i was left to suffer the consequence of spending the New Year with the most important person in my life.
A Family Affair
August 19, 2008Last time I remember, i invited the boyfriend to meet my family which went on well, except that event when the boyfriend had allergies after drinking a few shots of Fundador, thanks to my uncles. Typical boy-meets-the-parents plot eh but how i wish my family knows better. My family need not say that they are testing if the guy who claims he has fallen inlove with me has the balls to prove it. Oh anyways.









