My mom went on a cleaning binge yesterday--way more than what is normal. It was like she wanted the house to be perfect. And then she started preparing some Filipino food like lumpia and pancit. I thought that she was going to host a party for her friends. Nope. The first guests arrived a few minutes ago and turned out to be my Aunt and her kids. No Filipinos. Apparently, the family was coming. The family.
It's too late to run away!
I'm currently hiding away in my room because I know the questions are going to start flying in my direction on where I'm working, where I'm living, and the question they all want to know... do I have a girlfriend.
Well the guests are gone and I can breathe a sigh of relief.
I managed to keep away from the conversation that the adults were having by taking care of my little cousins. Thankfully, I escaped most of the prying questions and yet at the end of the day, I still having a burning hole in my heart.