Today, I woke up at 0845. To my mother, this is a very late hour to wake up. For me, it's a veeerryyy early hour, especially since it's a Sunday and I slept at 0200. During the weekends, I require my body to have more than 8 hours of sleep to make up for the sleeping hours that I lose during the weekdays. So really, it's no wonder that the first thought I had when I woke up and looked at the clock was "WTF @.@" because my regular Sunday waking hour is 1100. So I said to myself, "Hey, it's too early! Go back to sleep, you idiot." But unfortunately (fortunately?), my stomach grumbled and ordered me to get up and get it some food. And I obeyed it, because, you know, food is more important than sleep in my list.
So I did my morning routine, went to the kitchen and grabbed the bread and the jar of ... dun ... dun ... dun .... NUTELLA! Oh yeah, just the thing to satisfy my stomach! Quickly, I spread a thick layer of Nutella in my bread and ate it. Of course, one piece of bread was not enough. So I continued eating bread with Nutella until I've devoured almost all of the bread. I was already happy with my breakfast when my sister looked out of the window and informed me that someone's selling
taho outside and if I wanted one. I was like "AFJ;SDJLGSDLFJSALKFJ DO YOU EVEN HAVE TO AASSSKKKK?!?!" You see, I haven't eaten street taho for yeeeaaaarss because I always wake up late and the taho vendor only comes in the morning. My sister gave me a Php50.00 bill and told me to buy some. I complained because I didn't look in any way presentable (I hadn't combed my hair, it looked like a bird's nest and I was wearing an oversized t-shirt). My sister countered that I was the one who wanted it badly and told me to hurry up or else the taho vendor would leave. Threatened by the thought of losing the opportunity to eat taho again, I ran down the stairs and outside of the house without a care of how stupid I looked, all for the sake of taho. Finally outside, I saw the taho vendor preparing to leave already O.O Terrified, I ran towards him and screamed "TAHOOOOOO" like a crazy taho-deprived person
which is partially true Good thing he didn't get scared of me and ran away XD In the end, I bought 3 cups of taho, one for me, one for my sister, and one for my mother. We all savored the taste of taho that we haven't tasted for years :9
So yeah, I may not experience a REAL vacation this summer, but at least, I was able to eat my beloved taho again :]