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It's already September 5 and that means there are only two days left till the first week of September ends. Meaning, I only have tomorrow and the day after tomorrow to produce a wordless artwork. I already have a concept, but i have pictured myself doing it on a weekend. Actually, I pictured myself doing it this last weekend. But as always, my latest weekend plan didn't go as planned.

Last Saturday, I blew my money in buying large quantities of shampoo (because i really don't want to do grocery things), wet wipes (same reason), a giant green cross alchohol (because i have this psychological theory that I save money buying in bulk) and gave in to my long suppressed impulse of buying junk food, a lot of junk foods.

In the afternoon, I get to finish one of the books I planned to finish a few weekends ago. :))

Then Sunday came, Sunday morning is a hectic but rather enjoyable morning. My father and I got up at 6:00 in the morning. And by 6:30 am we are on our way to Discovery Hotel at Ortigas. Ready to wake everybody up at room 705. :D

My little half-indian cousin is spending her last day here in ph, and well I couldn't let the chance pass by of playing with her. She's the most adorable kid cousin I've ever had, when she's not throwing her signature tantrums that is.

She preoccupied the rest of my morning until lunch. My morning, I say, because when the little brat woke up and I am the first person she saw, she had this great idea that I want to play with her. The first thing she asked me was "where's ate Sidney?" and I answered, she's at Tito Rey's House because she's sick. Then we played. She then went asking me to do more funny tricks, which I wasn't even aware that I am doing tricks, more so funny ones. But I oblige even if I am not even half sure what are those funny tricks are. We're already playing for awhile when she called me "ate Sarah!" O.o! The little brat thought I was Sarah all those time. Then a grown up (I can't remember who) heard about it and said (referring to me): She's not ate Sarah, she's ate Caryl.
then she just acknowledges the fact, that I am her "ate Caryl". Just like that!

From the hotel, we have to bring everybody to our home. Since, it's Taatu's request since the day she landed here. "I want to go to Tito Rey's house!" - the phrase she kept on saying over and over and over again. It was a quick visit though, because we have to catch their flight and my tita and Taatu have to be at the airport at 12:30 noon.

We went to eat lunch at Max's Ermita, because it's my tito bernie's birthday. After being bloated by soup, chicken and fish fillet we went off to NAIA. There we send off my tita and taatu. Afterwards, we got greeted by traffic jam at Taft near Manila City Hall. So much of it being a Sunday! My father and I left everybody at SM San Lazaro afterwards. And we headed home. At last.

I tried to read the next book in my list. But my father went to our room and spend some thirty minutes at the stationary bike and some more minutes fiddling with the treadmill. Somewhere between our conversation (my father, sarina and I), my father said to sarina (indirectly with me too, just saying. :)) ):
Father: Alam mo anak, walang bawal na hindi na reremedyuhan...
Me: LOL! *Way to go father! Nice parenting skills! :))

I didn't finish the second book on my list, but I am onto it. :D I hope to finish it by Wednesday. But seriously, sometimes, my hopes are too ambitious.

*I hope there's someone out there who'd gladly tag along when I do my typewriter canvassing. Hmm.. :D someone I rather enjoy the company, because if universe, you're listening, I hope you know who I don't want to tag along. :))