Vacation Journal #6: No Cheese in my Sandwich

Monday

            You know what makes me start hating vacation? It is food. When I am at school the maid has to cook something new and food is constant. I like that I have to eat at 6:00am, at 11:00, and at 7:00. For some reason I like when there is consistency in my meal times. When their school Mom buys food constantly but when we are on vacation she will not because we will probably go in a trip and the food will get ruined. The problem is that in vacations all you want to do is to eat a lot of crap wile you see a lot of TV. I am starting to miss school, which is something I never thought of saying at all. I am tired of all the time with my father, the problem with his is that he is annoying if you are with him for a lot of time and I am scared of him.

            This morning I woke up late and breakfast hour was over but I wanted to eat something. My father was at the kitchen cooking supper and he got mad because I was making it hard for him to get his ingredients. He was annoying me and I could not make my sandwich as I wanted. At the end I ate a sandwich that only had ketchup and mayonnaises. It sucked compared to what I had as a vision of the sandwich I wanted to do.

            The rest of the day I had to try on all my clothing because Mom wants me to give my old clothing to my cousins. She got the idea after the family party we had the 24^th of December. She saw that my cousins were dressed in a lousy way. My uncle doesn’t what to buy clothing for them because his ex-girlfriend doesn’t want to lend them to him. Someway he got her to let him have his sons for the holydays. Well I am getting out of topic. The point is that I hate having to try all my clothes and pick the wants I want to stay with. I like the idea of giving clothing but I find it so tedious. It was 5:00pm when we finished cleaning our clothing.

            In the night Mom took me to the Arrocha to buy Grandpa’s birthday gift. We got him a wallet because his is very beaten up. We decided to choose one that has a lot of slots for pictures because he has a lot of pictures of my sister. I don’t know why but he is balnes about her, he even gave her an expensive car as a gift. Again I am getting out of topic. When Mom used the machines to tae money out she got frustrated because the transaction happened but it didn’t give it money. Thanks to god the problem got fixed but it took hours for the gift to get wrapped. When we got home it was already past dinner hour and the only thing their was to eat was leftovers and personally I didn’t like what my father cooked for lunch. I started getting the things I usually put in my sandwich but I had no cheese. NO CHEESE! Who can survive without cheese? I love cheese. It is created from love, and majesty of the cows. It is full of crabs and it taste is excellent. Not only that but their was no ham. I had to use cheeses from a bar to be able to have cheese in my sandwich. If you see it you can see it has nothing. Well it is not all bad because no cheese in my sandwich means that probably I am going on a trip. The good part in this entry is that I was right; I am going on a trip. This Wednesday I am going to El Valle and to a special ceremony in which they are going to transport Arnulfo’s remaining to a different place.

            P.S: Sorry that I haven’t been able to do a post in such a lot of time. I will be posting a special entry in which I will talk of the days and share special stuff.