The Mall

And another story unfolds…

We just came home from the mall about 5 hours ago and here is a run down of what we did.

• We split up, me, my sister and my cousin went shopping ( By that I mean my sister went shopping, we were just her posse holding the clothes she either bought or is about to try. ). My cousin and I just talked about how my sister shops, like showering you with questions like “Bagay ba to sakin?” or “Ano sa tingin mo? Ito o eto?”. Being used to it I just stood there as she rummages the clothes on sale in Folded and Hung ( No, F&H is not paying me to refer to it. ), while my annoying cousin whines and complains and gets into our nerves. She leaves F&H with 2 sleeve-less tops.
• We then moved on to Sbarro ( Sbarro isn’t paying me either. ) to meet up with our other members. We ate there, I ate a Baked Ziti with White Sauce, it made me full so quickly, luckily I shared it with my sister, who didn’t order anything, my other 2 cousins took out a snack box from a nearby KFC ( Neither is KFC ).
• We went to the Hypermarket ( What makes it so Hyper? ) and bought some snacks for tomorrow, so we can eat something while lazily lying down the graves of our deceased relatives. We all split up into 2 again because the buying was in KKB ( Kanya-kanyang bayad ) system. I bought a huge bag of Lays Classic Potato Chips and stick ( Is it called a stick? ) of Oreos and we stopped by my cousins hows before going home.

So yeah, thats basically what we did for the duration of this day.

Thats it for today, ’til next time.

Brought to you by:

“We’ve got it all for you!“

(LOL)

-Emman M.

So Far, So Good.

And so it continues…

About my blog, I’ve done things that are needed to be done and everything is going smoothly, or so I think.

I’m thinking of making my own layout but I have no idea how but I guess that will come in soon when I finally get down to business, as of now I’ll just start with the basics.

To make matters worse I’ve deleted my Adobe Photoshop last week because it was taking a LOT of space and now I’m regretting it, even worse, I have no idea where the CD is. Last thing I know it was with my sister.

Moving on to more important things:

I had my interview (for immigration) yesterday, unfortunately things didn’t go as planned when the consul said that the information regarding that my mother was my real mother was insufficient. (Me) Being born when my mother was 38 got them thinking so they tried to search for some pictures when she was pregnant with me and some medical records. So we went back to Angeles City (from Manila) to get my medical records and pictures and stuff. My mother just left sometime ago before I wrote this post. So hopefully, they’ll approve of it and I can finally leave the country.

That’s all I can write for now. ‘Til next time.

-Emman M.