Showing posts with label dad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dad. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Currently drinking orange juice that claims a 140% DV of Vitamin C

That's good for me, I guess.
I should be working on my essay...but I'll probably finish this up and study in bed. A nap sounds okay. Since I'm skipping ROP today (I swear, that's the only good thing about staying home), I'll have an extra 3 hours for the essay. And studying.
I was in bed when I heard it. There was a lot of braking, then a crash, and tires spinning on the asphalt. I think there might have been ambulances? Being almost asleep, I just thought that it couldn't have been dad. He must have already left. So when he came back home, I thought it was because he had forgotten something, not because he needed to drop of stuff from the totaled car.
He never said anything when he came home. In fact, it was Sophie who told me. Apparently Jose saw it and texted her...and I could hear people in the background asking if I was okay. At that point I didn't even know Dad was involved. It was a strange feeling, thinking how absurd they were when I knew that Dad was in one piece. But the car wasn't.
A part of me said that if I had indeed gone to school, we would have left earlier. And the other part says it would have been around the same time. But the truth is, if I had gone to school, he wouldn't have turned left.

Sunday, December 28, 2008

Sluff Whoosh

We went shopping for a plunger today. Naturally, there was only one left at the store.
Elegant, isn't it? At first I thought the handle was glass. What a laugh.
I'm going to name it Douglas.
 That's a picture of it before it got employed for the nasty business (thanks for the hand modeling, Dad). Our downstairs toilet got clogged and...you don't want to know the rest.
It's my mom's birthday today, and we all had some fun exercise in the morning, followed by a late lunch and quite a tedious afternoon. Went to shop for overdue Christmas presents, adjust a watch strap, blah blah blah...
Oh, and amongst all those busy errands, I finally got ACCF. I actually traded in Eliza's gift for part of it. In your face, Antonio. (Sophia you were a bit late but it's alright.) I am absolutely in love with the versatile controls! Versatile! Versatile! Versatile!
A new (or should I say, 3-day-old) movie is still waiting for my to enjoy....after my homework. :C
It's been a while since I've posted something slightly meaningful...it's good to be back.
Oh, bliss. Up for some Wi-Fi?

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

The Legacy of the List #4

Wheeee... It's list time again. Today I will feature: A List of Annoying Habits of my dad. {I'm sure he'll take it lightly.}
  • his compulsive ways of always pressing the "skip" button when listening to music. a song never gets finished.
  • the other button he is always compulsively pushing when watching TV would be the "guide" button. never do I get a break of looking at that stupid blue screen when he's got the remote.
  • always leaving the phone away from his ear when dialing. {apparently it's got something to do with radiation.} it takes 2 minutes for him EACH TIME to realize that I've already picked up and was waiting for him to answer since he called in the first place. do I need to keep a tally of these occurrences?
  • always being erroneous when calculating time intervals.
  • stashing tissues in his pockets. he rarely remembers to take them out.
  • talking in half-sentences.

The last two are rather mild, actually.

Well since it would be unfair if I didn't make one for my mom and myself, I shall do that in the near future.

NO, THE FACT THAT I MADE THIS LIST FIRST HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH ANYTHING. I ONLY REMEMBERED BECAUSE A SAW A TV REMOTE, AND YOU GET THE POINT. You guys think too much.

Ha, it's be funny if you {Dad or Mom} found this several years later, {since you don't read it regularly}. That's what you get for not reading when I ask. :P

Sunday, March 9, 2008

A Few Moments Ago...

I had this panic moment when I realized my case of color pencils wouldn't open
and I was like,
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
because I dearly, dearly needed them for a stupid project.
So I rushed to my Dad.
I had some soup.
He opened the case.
And I'm perfectly fine now.
:D