Everyone's stressing over the "Buying a new house"thing. YEY. Look, I know buying a new house isn't a walk in the park. It requires a whole lot of money and right decisions. We've been on a look-out for would-be potential new house and/or a condominium for awhile now, actually. However, it was only a few weeks back when my uncle finally set his sights upon this particular 3-storey house here in Manila. Negotiating with the owner got us a 10% discount on the 8 million flat price he had on the skeleton house. The 10% helps, but it's not enough. I did tell my uncle lots and lots of times that with that amount of money, he could buy a bigger house in the south. A bigger house with a nice little garden, a front porch, nice community, etc. I know he was considering the thought of what I said but, my cousin just had to ruin it all. He's a damn selfish 30+-year old big brat who is currently jobless (and he doesn't even want to have a job)... or a family of his own. Anyway, they're still negotiating on the price. My uncle might be able to bring the price lower cause 8 million is too much for a house like that. Seriously. :|
We went to Robinson's Otis for awhile, and I got to drink a grande-sized Toffee Nut Latte earlier. 4 additional stickers to my collections. A few more and I'll be able to get that Starbuck's planner I've been eyeing for days now.
Everything was fine in Otis. I thought nothing would go wrong today. How terribly wrong I was.
Back at home.... There I was, inking a couple of my owls and minding my own business, when my aunt suddenly started talking about how my cousin and I should talk about the planning of the room, else she won't buy the house. :| Like, what the hell? It came to me as a boasting statement. Seriously. Hell, you have money, I know. But seriously, man? Do you really have to boast on about it? :| I don't get adults sometimes... No, slash that... I don't get adults MOST of the time. We don't see you as bank, dear. You're a family member, not a bank. Do keep that in mind and please stop boasting about your money.
I got into a mini-shouting fight with them when they, the "adults," started on about how I should share rooms with the others. I was like, "WTH are you on?! I WANT MY OWN ROOM. I DEMAND MY OWN ROOM!!!!" Yeah, I lost my cool. And no, I didn't say the "WTH are you on?!" thing. My family wouldn't even understand that. :| I just want my own room. :| I've never had my own room. :| Is it too much to ask??!! T___T I've been sharing rooms with a GUY, for goodness sake! A pig, no less, for the whole of my life! I think I deserve my own room if I'm the one who's gonna work her ass off for her family. I NEED my privacy. I NEED my own room. I know I sound selfish and all, but really, it's hard for a girl of my age to share rooms with a guy and not just any guy. :|
Anyway, had a rough time after that, then I started remembering someone. *le sigh*
Why are you talking to me again like nothing happened? Am I the only one affected? If so, how completely embarrassing it is for me, then. *le sigh*
One day, I shall rent a condo with Carla(lol) and then, 2 guys(like Nick Jonas) will serenade us with this sort of song:
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She is now a junior. De La Salle – College of Saint Benilde. 1819 years old.
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