(it doesnt look so pretty here. and i dunno how to rotate the first picture)My neighbour got married like on Saturday? And they invited us to go to their house for a buffet lunch. But we didn't. After my parents left the house for work, they rang our doorbell again to ask us to go eat buffet. But we didn't.
Today is a Monday. At approximately 7.45pm, my neighbour started ringing the doorbell. (I didn't know it was the neighbour)I was sleeping, but I heard it and I just thought it was a super irritating salesman because the doorbell kept ringing and ringing. But after 5minutes it stopped so I kinda went back to sleep. Then my brother (unexpectedly) came back from the army and started disturbing me! And I was shouting at him at the top of my lungs because I had only allocated 1hour of sleep to myself and it seemed like the whole world was trying to wake me up. Anyways, at around 8, the doorbell started ringing again. Continuously, for what seemed like eternity. And I so badly wanted to sleep and the guy at the door was being annoying. So I pulled myself out of bed and went to the door to look through the peephole. What I could see was this guy with a white shirt holding a box and I thought it was pizza or something.
So I went back up and told my brother (who by the way was ignoring the doorbell and playing his comp games like noone's business) about the "pizza guy" and told him to open the door. he proceeded to curse and swear and rushed down to the door, looked through the peephole and opened the door. Turns out, the guy ringing the doorbell was my neighbour and he had bought a Swensen's Icecream cake to give us.
Then my brother, senseless and emotionless as he always is, just took the cake, said sorry and thanks, went to the fridge and started to do what sounded like him throwing ice around and shoving everything in the fridge to one corner, and rushed all the way upstairs to continue playing his game without saying anything to me.
HELLO? I deserve to know what was going on! So I kinda pestered him with questions lol. And he was in an even more bitchier mood than normal so he thought i was being an irritating nosy twat.
I went down to the freezer and checked out the prettily wrapped cake in the pretty box and opened the box to find the MOST GORGEOUS CAKE IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD OMGZZZ. AND there was dried ice and stuff apparently indicating it was an icecream cake. HOLY COW!!
My poor neighbour. Standing there for so long, ringing the dust coated and cobwebbed doorbell in the night, waiting for us to answer, carrying the cold cake in his hand.
I feel so guilty.
Today is a Monday. At approximately 7.45pm, my neighbour started ringing the doorbell. (I didn't know it was the neighbour)I was sleeping, but I heard it and I just thought it was a super irritating salesman because the doorbell kept ringing and ringing. But after 5minutes it stopped so I kinda went back to sleep. Then my brother (unexpectedly) came back from the army and started disturbing me! And I was shouting at him at the top of my lungs because I had only allocated 1hour of sleep to myself and it seemed like the whole world was trying to wake me up. Anyways, at around 8, the doorbell started ringing again. Continuously, for what seemed like eternity. And I so badly wanted to sleep and the guy at the door was being annoying. So I pulled myself out of bed and went to the door to look through the peephole. What I could see was this guy with a white shirt holding a box and I thought it was pizza or something.
So I went back up and told my brother (who by the way was ignoring the doorbell and playing his comp games like noone's business) about the "pizza guy" and told him to open the door. he proceeded to curse and swear and rushed down to the door, looked through the peephole and opened the door. Turns out, the guy ringing the doorbell was my neighbour and he had bought a Swensen's Icecream cake to give us.
Then my brother, senseless and emotionless as he always is, just took the cake, said sorry and thanks, went to the fridge and started to do what sounded like him throwing ice around and shoving everything in the fridge to one corner, and rushed all the way upstairs to continue playing his game without saying anything to me.
HELLO? I deserve to know what was going on! So I kinda pestered him with questions lol. And he was in an even more bitchier mood than normal so he thought i was being an irritating nosy twat.
I went down to the freezer and checked out the prettily wrapped cake in the pretty box and opened the box to find the MOST GORGEOUS CAKE IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD OMGZZZ. AND there was dried ice and stuff apparently indicating it was an icecream cake. HOLY COW!!
My poor neighbour. Standing there for so long, ringing the dust coated and cobwebbed doorbell in the night, waiting for us to answer, carrying the cold cake in his hand.
I feel so guilty.
