Wednesday last week I got a call from my sister(half) inviting us (me and my brother) to our dad's birthday celebration (Saturday). I didn't really say yes, I just told her that we will try because I have work. Truth is I don't get to work on Saturdays, it was plain cold feet, and besides I need to consult my brother about it because we are both invited and that means we both need to decide about the matter.
Saturday, we both woke up late and when I say late its really late like 2 in the afternoon! We didn't hurry, we took all the time we can get because until that day we were not sure yet and we were both still convincing ourselves that we are doing the right thing. We rode the bus to Don Antonio's in Commonwealth, then we bought a cake and then took a cab ride to our dad's house. We didn't went straight to their house, we got off at their pharmacy and saw our stepmom there. We exchanged 'hellos' and then we went to their house. Our dad's not there yet, he went to the supermarket for some last minute shopping. We saw our little siblings there, they are both taller than before, they have grown so fast! At first our youngest was aloof but later he was already comfortable around us just like before.
When we heard the honking of horns on the gates we knew that my dad had arrived so we readied ourselves. When he came in kuya saw him first and greeted him, then i followed the gesture. Our dad hugged us both and I saw a couple of tears dropped from his eyes. And he asked us why didn't we visit them for a long time. We just let the question pass as if we didn't hear him asked, and he was too overwhelmed by our presence.
The birthday dinner went well. The food was great as expected, of course dad cooked it. Then we had rounds of tequilla with my dad, kuya, and our househelps (ang aming parating kainuman sa bahay na yun!) The drinking spree ended at around 10 in the evening. They also invited us to go swimming the following day at 9 waves in San Mateo, since we don't have anything to do we agreed to go with them. Then we went home, we took the bus and guess what? I puked on the bus a couple of times! I didn't notice that I had more than enough alcohol in my system that night. Gosh! I was wasted and I say really wasted. When we got home, I rushed to our floor because I felt like throwing up again but I was just on the second floor when I started barfing, I rushed to the nearest toilet to let it all out. My bro was laughing like a fool at me, and he was singing "for the first time....", because it was my first time to be that wasted. I was throwing up that night like every three hours, and my head was like spinning around.
I woke up at around 7AM the following day with headache and dysmenorrhea. Kuya prepared breakfast, but I didn't feel like eating. I just ate bread and a banana but not long after I started throwing up again. I already sent an SMS to my dad telling him that we can't go with them because of my situation, but my dad and sister can't take no for an answer so I didn't have a choice.
We went swimming with them, I had a great time though I had my dysmenorrhea. After swimming we went to dad's house again and had dinner there and after that we went to Baywalk. I really had a great time. And it really felt good having tied all loosed ends.
Saturday, we both woke up late and when I say late its really late like 2 in the afternoon! We didn't hurry, we took all the time we can get because until that day we were not sure yet and we were both still convincing ourselves that we are doing the right thing. We rode the bus to Don Antonio's in Commonwealth, then we bought a cake and then took a cab ride to our dad's house. We didn't went straight to their house, we got off at their pharmacy and saw our stepmom there. We exchanged 'hellos' and then we went to their house. Our dad's not there yet, he went to the supermarket for some last minute shopping. We saw our little siblings there, they are both taller than before, they have grown so fast! At first our youngest was aloof but later he was already comfortable around us just like before.
When we heard the honking of horns on the gates we knew that my dad had arrived so we readied ourselves. When he came in kuya saw him first and greeted him, then i followed the gesture. Our dad hugged us both and I saw a couple of tears dropped from his eyes. And he asked us why didn't we visit them for a long time. We just let the question pass as if we didn't hear him asked, and he was too overwhelmed by our presence.
The birthday dinner went well. The food was great as expected, of course dad cooked it. Then we had rounds of tequilla with my dad, kuya, and our househelps (ang aming parating kainuman sa bahay na yun!) The drinking spree ended at around 10 in the evening. They also invited us to go swimming the following day at 9 waves in San Mateo, since we don't have anything to do we agreed to go with them. Then we went home, we took the bus and guess what? I puked on the bus a couple of times! I didn't notice that I had more than enough alcohol in my system that night. Gosh! I was wasted and I say really wasted. When we got home, I rushed to our floor because I felt like throwing up again but I was just on the second floor when I started barfing, I rushed to the nearest toilet to let it all out. My bro was laughing like a fool at me, and he was singing "for the first time....", because it was my first time to be that wasted. I was throwing up that night like every three hours, and my head was like spinning around.
I woke up at around 7AM the following day with headache and dysmenorrhea. Kuya prepared breakfast, but I didn't feel like eating. I just ate bread and a banana but not long after I started throwing up again. I already sent an SMS to my dad telling him that we can't go with them because of my situation, but my dad and sister can't take no for an answer so I didn't have a choice.
We went swimming with them, I had a great time though I had my dysmenorrhea. After swimming we went to dad's house again and had dinner there and after that we went to Baywalk. I really had a great time. And it really felt good having tied all loosed ends.
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