Arrivals

I've been home now for 4 days. Not only me, but my older sister and brother are here as well :)

My flight was delayed for half an hour that day. And as I was travelling all by myself, I took the time to rest my eyes whilst forgetting to inform my dad who was picking me up later. So, as soon as the airplane reaches the ground an hour later, quickly I called my father to ask where he was. And you know what? He was still on the way. Apparently he wasnt all fussy about my delayed flight. Calmly he said for me to wait for my sister's arrival on 16:00. 5 minutes to wait, what a coincidence!

But my brother's arrival was far more dramatic. Maybe it's because my sister's been home twice this year while we havent seen my brother since last year, but mom and dad and my little brother were all very eager and anxious to see him a.s.a.p. Alas, his baggage took forever. Tired, I moved away from the crowd to sit down, and when I glanced at the crowd again, I saw a tall man in his white shirt and brown jacket talking to a smaller older guy.

It was my brother.

Shocked at how much he has changed, I paced myself towards him. He was tall! Taller, whiter, blondier, fatter, and what I gathered from everyone, more handsome with more muscles from working at the restaurant. We hugged real tight, and then I saw mom and dad's faces.

Smile smile smile. Twinkling eyes and smile smile smile.

Their eldest son is home.