yesterday i was so grumpy i thought nothing could stop the feeling of ickyness from settling down on my shoulders. who'd have known that my brother and my mom (two of the people who, though i love, admittedly bring my the most grief) would be the ones to bring cheer and turn around an otherwise bleak black day. (for more on my day, see post below.)
they were both ecstatic at my brother's winning the school song-writing contest with an original composition that he wrote, composed, sang, and performed for. grabe. when he really wants to, my brother can be so dedicated. so, we (my mom and me excluding the grumpy old bear that is my dad) were so happy that he was showing interest in something school related and being graded for it, decided to celebrate it during dinner. it was the best meal i think ive ever had this year. and to think that holy month fridays are something i dread seeing that i am not really a fish/seafood eater. we had crabs cooked the shasha (our old secretary-cum-beautician) way with sprite, garlic, ketchup, and peppers for sauce. i swear, it was so good that for the first time, i actually shelled the crabs myself. (usually, i just sit there like a cat and wait for shelled crab to be put on my plate by some pitying soul). but today, with my dad in absentia, and my mom slightly injured (one of the crabs did not die and ended up biting her finger, and really biting into it when she shook it vehemently), i had very little chances of getting crab. but it smelled so good that i forced myself to shell in on my own. and was licking fingers all. aaahhh. yummy. and as an added celebratory treat, my brother and i decided to buy cake for dessert at this new place near our house called lia's cakes in season. ohmygod. we bought the most perfect avocado sansrival and devoured it all. well, not all of it, but a good part of it, even if we were stuffed silly with crabs ala shasha. we were all literally near tears. it was that good. and i literally forgot that i was planning to go out and meet joanne and some of my blockmates. i just sat there all happy after such a wonderful meal. my silver lining had come at last. and it wasn't even the meal (okay, a lot of it was) that made me really happy. it was that we were all talking like nothing was wrong again. those times, it makes you feel like you want to come home after school. a warm feeling. making you happy to be home and not wishing you were somewhere else with someone else. and it gave me a sliver of hope that my brother was taking an active interest in school again. it ended up being a nice night anyway.
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