What a merry, merry Christmas!
My so-called family celebrated the birth of the Messiah this year with my uncle and cousins in Angono. It was a fulfilling family gathering…if you would ask my stomach. There was soooo much food. And, after we finished the mouth watering rib turbo, spaghetti, barbequed liempo and –my boyfriend’s all time favorite- dinuguan, they-made ear-splitting sounds with the microphone- sang their hearts away with a magic sing!
The food galore didn’t end there. We headed to SM Marikina and ate at KFC.
After that we went home to find four little goldies floating with their eyes and mouths open.
That was a horrendous sight!
My best friend once told me not to over feed my fishies because it might bloat them and be the reason for their deaths. Apparently, it was the reason why four of my five fishies died. Argh. Why o why do they have to die on Christmas day? Is it mere coincidence or is it an omen for the next tragic happenings? Come on ask me.
The Alien called me at around 9:15 right after I love Betty La Fea ended.
I won’t tell you the cheesy things we talked about right before the case with her mother –my soon-if-not-so-soon-mother-in-law – came about.
Number one.
He’s a mama’s boy.
Number two.
His ma forbids him to have a girlfriend.
Number three
He and his ma are devoted catholics.
Number four
His ma doesn’t like me.
Number five
We have a big problem because….
Number one.
His ma says the likes of me are people who don’t have plans in life.
Number two.
My Tita forbids me, too, to have a boyfriend.
And Number three.
I am a Christian.
SCHADENFREUDE: Refers to the pleasure one feels at the pain or failure of another.
Help! Someone’s having fun watching me fail.
Merry Christmas everyone! And may you have complete fingers at the beginning of 2009! 
Happy Strawberry New Year!!
