Then we went to SM mall and for a day we feel like we owned it.
My parents are not fastfood lovers, so for lunch, we settled on the mall's foodcourt and just order foods that are familiar to their taste buds.
Mama is not a big fan of American food but still we went to a pizza place. It's a risk I'm willing to take and turns out, she really is not a big fan of American food. Dili lagi pugson! Anyways, she ate a bite of pepperoni pizza (which she spits out after), a mouthful of spaghetti (it's more like a strand of noodle, but still), a bite of mojo and one piece of garlic bread. Well, it's a start. hehe. She could get better. At least she covered everything in the menu minus the chicken. She doesn't eat chickens unless it's native. So there, meet my mother, the hardest to be feed person I've ever known. Just give her fruit salad. That means the world to her.
Tatay didn't like it, too, but at least he ate what was there.
After renouncing the mall's proprietorship, the pack wanted to visit our new apartment and my heart contracts. The house was the exact opposite of presentable, and that is just the impression I wanna have of our new home.
On our way, I was recounting what was the apartment looks like when we left. Anyways, they just wanted to see it and then left. That's harmless.
We need to walk for 10 minutes when the rain decided to pour out so hard that we left no body parts dry. It was close to night at that time. When we reach home, everyone was dripping and cold, and Zoie (5-month old niece) was no exception. So, they decided to spend the night in there.
A while later, mama saw the pile (more like a mountain) of dirty clothes inside the pail. From the look on her face, I know I'm in trouble.
So that awkward moment, when everyone's enjoying watching a movie..
and some hit the hay earlier because of a day's workout.
Then mama is always being mama, washes all my dirty clothes - with a little sermon.
Then you don't know what group to go to. Of course, your heart screams MOVIEEEEEEEEEEEE! But that's your dirty clothes your mother was working on. Ayst! I was this close into tapping her in the shoulder and encouraged her farther "go ma, go ma!". haha!
Mama: When was the last time you did your laundry?
Me: (in my mind: You really don't wanna know!) Ahm! Just recently. *high-pitch voice*
And that was not enough, she washed all our cleaned plates again. Then she need to use a bathroom so she went in there. I was wondering what was keeping her so long (She only needs to pee). Turns out, she cleaned it, too. From the toilet bowl to the rusty floor, everything was sparkly clean, I almost can't recognize it after.
When she was contented, she wanted to borrow one extra shirt from me to sleep in, so, she asked me where my cabinet was! I immediately pictured out what was it looked like when we left earlier. Uh-ow! I smell another trouble.
Inside the cab.
Isn't she the cutest thing ever.
Sorry for the low quality photos. That was just taken via cellphone.
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