Meet the Parents II

I think its karma. I had to meet my girlfriend's parents and her uncle and aunty and cousins last sunday. Sort of like a get to know me better session. I told K, my girlfriend that if they want to know me better, just ask them to read my blogs.

It was over lunch and I was brought to this italian restaurant. On saturday night, I was at a rustic beach resort and there was no television, hence I missed MU vs Arse-nal. I texted my buddies for the friggin scores but I didn't get any reply. Fark. MU must've lost. Tibai.

Anyway, on Sunday, when ushered to the table, I stood by and sort of waited 'til almost everyone had more or less taken chosed their seats. And I thought I was very clever, I chosed a seat where K's parents, uncle and aunty can't really talk to me. HAH! But after I sat down and looked up, I realised I was royally farked. On the tv above the bar, they were showing MU vs Arse-nal. Delayed telecast. TIU!!!!!!

Why karma? In the Philippines, soccer is not "the" sport followed. Even K was surprised that the tv was tuned to soccer. And the local basketball league was on that afternoon and K was wondering why they didn't show the basketball game instead. I am a fan of basketball but since its a local league, I won't really be cheering them on.

Realising I was in a shit position, I tried very hard to concentrate with the "get to know me" session at hand. Darn. My eyes are friggin uncontrollable. Every friggin 5 seconds, they would look up to the tv screen. Its even worse than when I ogled at titties. I had to try to look interested in their conversations and not just friggin stare at the farking tv. Its like porn being shown and your eyes are just friggin glued to the tv. I tried to text my friends again to find out the score, thinking that once I know the score, I won't watch it so intensely anymore. But my tibai friends didn't reply. TIU!

When Rooney almost scored, I even realised I had clenched my fist and almost let out a groan. Tiu..... that's when I realised, I was in deeper shit than I thought. I leaned over to K and said, "baby? MU better not score now, otherwise I might just stand up and shout GOALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!! and do my victory dance".

And you want to know what my better half said to me? Sheesh. This woman knows me better than I think (which means, I am royally farked as well). She leaned back and said, "well, I rather MU score now than Arse-nal score. You might stand up and shout your colorful languages and that wouldn't be impressive with my family ..."

Damn! She's right you know ...