I was happily sound asleep this afternoon when my younger sister woke me up. She was pushing my back while catching her breath and saying,”Che, andiyan si Ate &%#@&* #!” I immediately knew this was impossible to occur and just went back to sleep. She woke me up again and asked me, “Hindi mo ba lalabasin?” I was too lazy to get out of bed then so I just asked her what made her think that this person was out there. She then told me that there is a Toyota car waiting outside the house. I just smiled at her and told her that I was certain it wasn’t her. Thank God she took my word and left me alone.=) After having dinner I called her and had a brief discussion about the songs I asked her to download before merienda and to ask her something about her suitors. The conversation was cut short when my younger brother interrupted us and asked if the person was the person Mai thought it was. I told him that it wasn’t. I felt the anticipation of my brother and my sister in meeting this person again. I couldn’t blame them though. The person was extra nice to them. They were actually spoiled by this person whom is hard for me to keep up. Hehe. An awkward silence filled the room and I just had to tell them the obvious. It wasn’t that hard really since they are both mature enough to take on the truth. I just felt guilty that they had to be affected with the situation. I was sensitive enough to break it off gently. I told them that the person will not pass by anymore. Maybe just to pick up some of her stuff but she won’t be spending time at that house like before. Another awkward silence filled the room and my younger brother asked jokingly, “Bakit mo na naman inaway? Batiin mo na!” I laughed for awhile and immediately changed the topic. They won’t understand and I don’t have to tell them the real reason either. At least they remember the person in a good way.=)

My family at the moment is hounded with so many issues. My mom called up a family meeting. We were excited for we thought that the Bolinao was purchased already. But we were all disappointed when my mom told a story about our father that we already knew. So as she was narrating the story my dad’s cousin told her, we were pretending that we heard it for the first time. I was just surprised when my little sister cried at one point. Shortly, my mom cried, too. I don’t really give a f*ck on lying to people. I have actually mastered the art of lying. I just don’t feel good on this one. Not to my mom and definitely not this way. I just don’t want to care. Iwas-iwas muna.

Iono. For everything that happened today, I learned something. I can’t risk another one of those drama-awkward-moments with my brother and sister. I don’t think I’ll let anyone hang out in our house anymore. Ayoko na ng ganun. Ang corny. Hehe. Better safe than sorry.=)