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Dec 26, 2006 Daily Blurbs

The 24th came, Christmas eve. The truth is, I was being The Grinch. Well, not to everyone, but to this one person who made me expect things that didn’t happen.

Ryan was supposed to come here on Christmas eve, because weeks ago, my dad already asked him to come and spend it with us. Actually, my annoyance was built up from Saturday. He was supposed to come to our house and spend the day with me watching DVDs. But since he played DotA the previous night, he woke up late and he decided that he won’t come over and reasoned that we’d just meet up the next day. Actually, I’ve already expected that that would happen. So, I wasn’t at all disappointed about that. Then I told him that I am going out to buy some stuff, and he insisted that I should stay home because he’d just stay home, too. We talked on the phone at noon for a few minutes, then he said he’d just talk to his aunt and then call me back. I didn’t actually wait for him to call, but I missed him so I called their house and looked for him. His uncle said that he went out. I sent him a message and he said that he’s at the mall with his aunt and cousins. I was a bit annoyed because he didn’t tell me. I mean, he said he’d call back and he didn’t. If the situation was turned around, he’d get annoyed too if I didn’t call him back, or send him a message that I’m going out.

Since my mom called and gave me lots of chores, I didn’t have the chance to go out anymore. When Ryan got home, which was around 7pm, he told me that he would call me in a few minutes. Thirty minutes passed and still no call. I sent him a message and I got pissed with his reply. He said that he’s on his way to Iya’s house for a Christmas party near their place. I said, “Who’s Iya? Again, you did not tell me where you’re going before you left.” Iya, the wife of his friend is the owner of an internet shop and they held a Christmas party that night.

What made me mad was the fact that he didn’t want me to leave home, but he did, when he’s reason for him not letting me leave is that he’d stay home, too. But he didn’t. I asked him why he didn’t call or send me a message first, he said that when he got home and put away the shopping bags of his aunt, his friends were already outside picking him up. I mean, he could’ve told them to wait for a few minutes so that he can call to tell me, AND it seemed like he did know beforehand that they would pick him up. Why didn’t he tell me he has plans when we both agreed before that we’d tell each other where we’re going at all times? He said that he’d be home by 12mn, but NO, he had to play DotA again and he came home late!

So to continue on the 24th…
I woke up at 11am. I sent him a message saying that I’m awake. Thirty minutes later I called him on his cellphone. No one answered. I called him nonstop for an hour until he finally picked up. He said that he’d just eat lunch, wash up and then head here. Thirty minutes later, he called me up and said that his aunt told him that he had to come with them to Villamor, to their other relatives. Of course, I understood that, so I let him go. He said that he’d be done by 4pm then he’d be here by 6pm.

An hour later, I thought he’s left already, so I sent him a message and asked where he was. He said that he’s still at home, so I called. He said that they won’t leave until 3:30 pm. I told him, How in the world will you be able to squeeze your time? So I offered that we’d just take him to the taxi stand when it’s time for him to leave for work. Yes, he’s got work on Christmas day.

He said that when he gets here, he’d have to leave before the MRT station closes, and it closes at 10pm. So that means he’s got to leave around 8:30pm. While I was preparing the clothes that I’d wear for our party that night, I decided to think hard about the situation. I decided to just let him spend all of Christmas eve with his relatives. Of course, I was very disappointed, but I had to decide for us, since I hate the answer, “Bahala na mamaya.”

So there I was, Miss Grinch. The other annoying part was his aunt took the cellphone he borrowed from her. You see, his cellphone is acting up, he can’t send nor receive messages, just calls. He said that he’d call me from time to time that night. He called me twice. :yawn: The Christmas eve we’ve longed talked about went down the drain.

Of course, I still let myself have fun. We spent Christmas eve at my aunt’s huge house. They live a few blocks from us. We had games and stuff. We danced, had wine, took pictures.

After the celebration, my family went home and we’re all anticipating the big reveal for our kris kringle. First up was my dad who got “me” as his kris kringle. He gave me a CD of Evanescence, The Open Door. Yay! My kris kringle is my brother, ZJ. I gave him a messenger bar. ZJ got my sister Chicka, who got a backpack. Chicka got my dad and gave him a belt and boxer shorts. My mom and Juvy exchanged gifts :haha: My mom received a Parker pen and my sister got silver hoop earrings.

I sent Ryan an email about how I felt. So, this morning, at 10am, he woke me up by calling me on my cellphone. Well, I didn’t get the chance to answer it. I went online knowing that he is because he’s at work. He said that he wants us to meet after work in Makati. So we did. We spent an afternoon Christmas. I gave him a belt from Folded and Hung. We had lunch at Chef ‘d Angelo. Then we just walked around the mall.

By 4:30pm, we headed to my grandma’s house. He stayed there for a few minutes and then he had to go home because he hasn’t had sleep yet, plus he’s got work the next day.

Now, I’m too sleepy to continue… Yawn :antok:

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