"Kilala ka ba ni Jared?"

Yesterday was quite a challenging day for someone like me. Why? I gotta claim my brother's uniforms (which are NOT yet available 'til the 20th), accompany my dad in fetching my mom (who is in the PSM convention), and get massacred by my brother.

I woke up at 10 am, 2 hours late. I was shocked when I saw my friend, Abbie, sitting in the living room. Hey, why wouldn't I; I was still wrapped in a towel, fresh from the bathroom. Quickly, I put on some clothes, combed my hair, and chatted for an hour. Random stuff. Oh, before that, I called the manufacturer of the uniforms, and they told me that I could get it on the 20th. So much for waking up early.

Then, after she left, I started my Internet mania. Facebook, Restaurant City, Poptropica, FTC... y'know, the usual stuff I do on the 'Net. It lasted for 4 hours. Mmm.

When I turned off the laptop, my mom texted. She said that we might be accompanying my dad in fetching her. Where is she, anyway? She's in a convention, the PSM (Philippine Society for Microbiology) convention. Every year she gets to join, so sometimes we get to have perks. Like, staying in hotels. But we didn't get to, 'cause it's held in Hyatt. It's so expensive.

So, we went. Traffic made us drowsy, and when I woke up, we're in the convent. I didn't know that the convention's done, and they're staying in the Canossa convent, wherein my aunt, a former nun, was affiliated with.

Well, it's fun. We went home. On the way, my brother was teasing me about saying all of my "crushes" to my aunt and my mom's coworker. Can't believe it, I'm being massacred.

We ate at Chowking. Mmm. Love their noodles. Anyways, skip skip skip to the hilarious part.

My mom scolded me because I'm reacting at what my brother's saying. She said that I'm not supposed to to react that much because they don't even know who I am. Here's the conversation.

Mom: Anak, hindi ka dapat naaapektuhan sa ganyan. Bakit, kilala ka ba ni Steve Nash? (You shouldn't be affected with those things. Why, does Steve Nash know you?)
Em: Hindi. (No.)
Mom: Kilala ka ba ni Jared? (Does Jared know you?)
Em: SANA! (I WISH!)

Hahaha. How witty, Em. Is that a correct answer?

Then we rushed to the hospital 'cause my dad's hand swells like hell. There's a puncture wound on his hand which he obtained while cleaning the dog cage. Good thing he's fine now.

Well, that's all. Sana kilala ako ni Jared. Haha. :))