Frustrating times with mom and sister at the beverly center parking lot today…

Sister (driver): Ooohh, finally a parking space.
Mom: No, anak you cannot fit dere its too little por ur car.
Me: No, go ahead you can fit.
Mom: Aye nako no. We’ll find another one don worry anak.

Driving around for 10 minutes.
Mom: Uy rite dere (pointing to a spot using her lips).
Sister: That’s still too little!
Me: Just park demnit!

sister tries to park

Sister: I am not gona fit in here!
Me: Do u want me to park it or wut?!?
Mom: Sige, I’ll park it.

Mom and sis trade places

Mom: Naku, it is too little.
Sister: No, mom just go move it to the left coz theres a lot of space there.
Mom: I know bat da car beside us will still heb a hard time coming out!

mom tries fixing the car. Back n forth…back n forth…back n forth.
Me: Mom just leave it. Ur fine. Okai lets gooooooo.
Mom: Aye no no. We’ll find another one nalang. This is nat big. Dere’s a lot more spaces dere.

Mom backs up…car behind honks coz he thought we were gona go park. She drives like 1mph in the friggin parkin lot coz she wants to make sure she doesn’t miss a free spot, while a long line of cars follow behind.
Mom: Oh ayon! See deres a space here.
Sister: Umm can u fit there?
Me: Yes, demnit we can fit!
Mom: Okaaaaaai lets goooooo.


And this is prolly why my dad didn’t wana come with us.