I filed for my social security number yesterday morning.
I KNEW I didn't have one before, but my whole family kept insisting that I got it lost after my sister brought it from Guam four years ago. Yesterday confirmed my conviction and I was like, "See?! what did I told you guys!" as we drove to Mt. Vernon.
We dropped by our brother's house to bring the pasalubong from Philippines and Dubai, but with the actual motive of getting a free breakfast, to which we've been gladly served with luncheon meat and rice. we left the house around two in the afternoon and took a short trip to the grocery store to buy comfort foods --- yogurt, noodles, cereals, and milk. Then we headed on to the Veterans hospital to pick up my eldest sister at exactly four thirty. After going home, we went to the supermarket, this time, to buy real foods.
Back in the apartment, I was once again, the kitchen sink's queen. This made me wonder if there's such a thing as a master dishwasher. Thanks to my sister, we were able to clean up the refrigerator and cupboards. We ended up throwing a bunch of expired foods that our two other sisters were keeping in their kitchen.
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There's a bitch living upstairs. We can hear her stomping her feet as she walked around her room. Last night she threw her cigarette butts directly in front of our veranda which drove my sister into fury. She picked up the cigarette butt and put it in a ziplock, attached a letter to it, went out, and told us, after coming back, that she'd stick it into the bitch's door upstairs. My eldest sister laughed out maniacally and I was like, "Geez what an interesting story. Perhaps I should blog about this tomorrow."
I KNEW I didn't have one before, but my whole family kept insisting that I got it lost after my sister brought it from Guam four years ago. Yesterday confirmed my conviction and I was like, "See?! what did I told you guys!" as we drove to Mt. Vernon.
We dropped by our brother's house to bring the pasalubong from Philippines and Dubai, but with the actual motive of getting a free breakfast, to which we've been gladly served with luncheon meat and rice. we left the house around two in the afternoon and took a short trip to the grocery store to buy comfort foods --- yogurt, noodles, cereals, and milk. Then we headed on to the Veterans hospital to pick up my eldest sister at exactly four thirty. After going home, we went to the supermarket, this time, to buy real foods.
Back in the apartment, I was once again, the kitchen sink's queen. This made me wonder if there's such a thing as a master dishwasher. Thanks to my sister, we were able to clean up the refrigerator and cupboards. We ended up throwing a bunch of expired foods that our two other sisters were keeping in their kitchen.
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There's a bitch living upstairs. We can hear her stomping her feet as she walked around her room. Last night she threw her cigarette butts directly in front of our veranda which drove my sister into fury. She picked up the cigarette butt and put it in a ziplock, attached a letter to it, went out, and told us, after coming back, that she'd stick it into the bitch's door upstairs. My eldest sister laughed out maniacally and I was like, "Geez what an interesting story. Perhaps I should blog about this tomorrow."
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