Jinxed

Let's all have a moment of silence and shed a tear...It's official: I'm not going to the Philippines for Christmas. *SIGH. On my way to the travel agency, I had numerous signs that I wasn't going to have it my way. First, it was raining cats and dogs. Normally, I wouldn't risk my life and would postpone the road trip for another day. But since I had promised a few people that I would finalize my trip decision today, I got in the car. Second, there was a huge backup because of an accident on one of the freeways that I had to get on. God was blocking the way to the travel agency. Third, I couldn't find the travel agency when I finally got to Federal Way! Mapquest did me wrong again. I also blame Weyerhaeuser for screwing up the roads around their company headquarters. I was driving back and forth (and around) Weyerhaeuser Way to find the street that I was supposed to turn to. Usually, I don't mind getting lost because I tend to find new routes/places that way, but driving conditions were not exactly excellent today. But the biggest sign of them all, was my fortune cookie last Saturday: when I opened it, it didn't have a fortune! *GASP!

By divine intervention, I did find the travel agency only to be told that flights are full. There are tickets still available, but they are expensive. I looked on the web yesterday and the I found the same conclusion. *SNIFF *SNIFF. It's times like these that I wish I knew someone who worked for an airline...or that my love could be bought with a round-trip plane ticket. HeHe.

I am truly heartbroken. I had it in my head that I wasn't going, but there were a turn of events last week. I found out that twin Mayie now has a bf and as always, I need to interview the boy to find out if he's good enough. {;P I also found out that a bunch of super ganda balikbayans (naks!) still want to accompany me to Boracay...and that Erwin is going there, too (damn stalker, haha). I'm also feeling guilty because instead of just one person having a very cold Christmas, it will be two people. Poor Cousin Hans will not have the courage to go up to girls (because there's no alaskahan moral support coming from me, haha) so his Christmas will be malamig, too. I was even gungho on getting a job as a barista for a month just so that I'll have money for the trip. Tsk. Tsk. It wasn't meant to be.

So to those fortunate souls going to the homeland, pasalubong please. ;P