My Dad has no idea how much I wanna go to the Philippines. He was really making a case for not going this summer. Fortunately, though, we got a decent sized tax refund that'll cover most of the cost for the trip. Yay!
So I asked my dad, "So when are we gonna know for sure if we're going?"
"It's for sure, I think." (I hate when people say things like that.)
"Okay."
"Unless you want $1000 instead of going to the Philippines."
OMG. I can't believe my dad even gave me the option. Going to the Philippines isn't just another vacation, another tourist spot. It's my freakin' roots. It's where my parents were born & raised. Teh motherland...
I don't need $1000, anyway. I have a job. I get paid.
Why doesn't he wanna go back? Yenno what, though? It doesn't matter; we're going!
