Osma

A few days ago, my Filipino teacher told us a story (that had absolutely nothing to do with the lesson ^_^) about OSMA, or Ospital ng Makati...One day, her brother was at the hospital ward when he saw a guy that was crying a lot on the floor...
brother: Oy pare, anong nagyari?
guy: Namatay ang nanay ko...Kasalanan ko ang lahat.
bro: Baket pare? Namatayan din ako eh. Hind kasalanan mo yon.
guy: Kasalanan ko kasi...Sabi ng nanay ko nag dalhin siya sa kahit anong ospital, 'wag lang OSMA.
Scary thought, yes? Anyway...My grandparents left to go to the US last Sunday at very early morning. Everybody was there to say goodbye...After trying to stay awake at 2AM of course. All the cousins were there, me, Ik, Ate Denise, Ate Niki, Ate Dona and even Gwen was awake that early. My dad came to follow them to the airport (follow, because all five suitcases fit only in his car) so everyone went to NAIA too. When we got there, we noticed that we were all in various jogging pants and homeshirts. Pambahay yay! Anyway...my grandparents are now in the states, Daddy hasn't replied to the emails yet and I'm not sure if they called the house when they got there. They have only been there for at least a couple of days and I already have an idea for a pasalubong: Complete Teen Titans season 1 and 2 ond DVD and the Teen Titans: Trouble in Tokyo DVD!!!!!!