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Last Christmas

This year was spent with potluck dinner with families in color coded shirts, FILA sandals courtesy of a benefactor of St. Michael's Church, and two friends and their family who will be migrating down under.

We came in late, as usual. Ate the sumptous buffet spread then went to mass. For the first time, since we joined in, we managed to get front row seats at the church.

After that, we went back to Friend B's house to exchange gifts with our other friends and took silly 2x2/ala-Korean telenovela pictures.

We went home sated and happy then woke up early to prepare for our Christmas mini-party with Pre's barkada which started at 2pm and ended at 10pm. Tiring as it was, I was contented to see my family enjoying Christmas.

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