...Friday evening...
Since I lost 5 hours of sleep for two mornings put together for Thursday and Friday, I was so happy the week was over. So of course I did the usual thing and headed to the shish kabob vendor before mom meeting me in Flushing to go to the Monastery. (she didn't know how to take the bus to get there.) So I ate and owed him 5 dollars because I only had a 20. He didn't have change so he said next time. (I hate owing people.) I told him I would wait and he said not to worry and to pay him next time. I know I can pay him next time but I didn't want to do that. So now I am the girl who owes the shish kabob guy money.
...Saturday...
woke up at 11 (so tired), to pick up a friend of the family from 179th to go to the airport to pick up cousins who came back from their honeymoon. (starving!) After I picked them up, I hurried back home with a quickness. (Mom said she had food but not too sure what it was.) I got home with cousins and a friend. We ate and I was half asleep on the living room couch. As the jet lagged couple took a nap, I was right along with them. (hell yeah, I was tired.) I woke up on time to go to the Monastery. (Dad never came back so of course mom & I went with my car, still didn't understand why we needed to go with two separate cars.) After we are done with "Ta-Ya-Pwear", we went home (in separate cars) to get my cousins and headed to the restaurant for dinner. After we had dinner, we went home and all the cousins bonded over the movies and the pictures they took in China.
...Sunday...
I still had to wake up early because my cousins were heading back to VA. We all had breakfast and they left. (soon enough...) I went back to sleep. Before I went to sleep, I was told to get up on time for the Monastery by my dad. (I know this) Hours after, I got up, took a shower and then head to the Monastery (AGAIN! Yes with my own will!) After the "Ta-Ya-Pwear" my timberland flip flops were gone. (we had to take off shoes before entering.) I looked for them all over the place. They were nowhere to be found and at that time, I was already pissed and to top it off, I was hungry. All I kept mumbling was "how can someone leave with other people's shoes?" Then I went to the basement and only to find this lady wearing my flip flops. Here is the conversation between her & I:
Me: You are wearing my flip flops.
The Lady: I thought they were mine.
Me: *BLANK STARE MIXED WITH A WTF LOOK* (which I am not supposed to have that look according to the monk)
...anyways...
to continue the story, I had my flip flops outside of the Monastery and she had hers inside. And for her to even say they were alike, mines were TIMBERLAND and hers looked like crapped. I couldn't even tell who made them. (but that wasn't the case) And lady, wouldn't you know when you are wearing other people's shoes? They apparently weren't yours. Not only did she stretch out my flip flops, she lied to me also. How could she have thought they were hers when the flip flops were taken off in different places? (I might be younger than her but I wasn't born yesterday.) And she did not even apologize.
What a weekend!!! I didn't get my rest but it was all good. I did what I enjoyed.
Hope everyone had a great weekend like me.
