On Mother's Day

 

December 22nd is my country's national mother's day. We only got each other since there's only the two of us left in the house now. Sometimes I just hate so many annoying things she does but I don't even need to say how much I love her. I'm not a really romantic kind of person, I mean I can, but it's hard to give her a casual hug or something like that, without being affected by her sentimental response. I'd rather write down my feelings and honestly I still feel the same about the whole thing as when I wrote this post a year ago. Please read. :)

So on mother's day I went along with my mother and aunt for some shopping. Yep, shopping with Mama. I usually prefer to stay home doing chores, but I needed to buy some stuffs and there's nothing to do at home, so there I went. It was exhausting, of course, following her around when she's stopping at every single stand. Okay, I exaggerated a bit, but that's just boring.

Hanging out with Iron Man and Thor by noon, walking through the floods by the afternoon. 

And just in time when we're about to leave, the rain poured so heavily along with strong winds I thought I witnessed a strom. So we're stuck in the mall. At our way back to my uncle's place, we literally walk through the flood. It was raining so heavily for maybe two hours (but no, we didn't wait for the rain for two hours) and resulting in floods and traffic jam everywhere. We stayed until dusk and insist on going home instead of spending the night there. It was such a struggle to get home and I was already thinking about going back to my uncle's, but we made it! What a random day. And I totally deserved that double cheeseburger at the end of the day.

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We're having a week off college but when we come back, we have papers waiting for us and also two weeks before finals. I'm casually freaking out here. The future is near!!! I'm so scared. Excited but scared. Anyway, on the last Wednesday before the year end holiday, we took a quiz on the last class of the day and got home a bit early. The light was stunning so I pulled out my phone and capture the moment instantly. Lily said something like, 'As if an angel just came down...' and we laughed.

And talking about that old girl, Lily... it's her birthday today! Happy birthday, Lily ! We totally had fun posting photos of her on Instagram to embarrass her. Sorry, Grandma Lily! Yes, I took some of those embarrassing photos but I'm not the one posting them! Hahaha :p

And to all of you who celebrate it, I wish you guys a merry Christmas and happy holidays! :)

Coming back soon with an update about my hair (yes, I chopped them off again). See yaaaaaaaaaa!

Me and My Mother

It's hard to find the right words that would describe her as good as I hope it would be. But let me try. For years, I thought I have a love-hate relationship with my mother. But sure I was wrong...

Sometimes it seems like we live in different world.

I like music though I'm not always up to date. She doesn't even know the singer of the song she likes, unless those she really likes.

I like rock music. She goes for old ballads and thinks rock stars are just sort of a bunch of trouble-makers.

She's fine with onions and garlics while I dislike them.

She only writes in cursive and I'm pretty flexible.

She likes dark chocolate and wonder why I love white chocolate.

I'm gonna need a whole another day to list all the differences. But that's not the point.

Growing up was hard and I'm sure I also gave her hard time facing me. I remember hating her teacher of this computer course. He upgraded our PC and acting like he wanted to be my BFF. Even though he thinks Avenged Sevenfold was pretty cool, I just can't be friends with a person who suddenly came to my territory and talked and talked and talked until I am bored, and suggested me to do things. Who the hell you think you are? So, I was trying my best to still act nice but I think somehow it showed on my face. I thought my mother was going to tell me that I shouldn't be acting like that as soon as he was gone. But she didn't. Maybe she already get used to it because I've been acting like that towards strangers, especially the ones that suddenly came, look at me with their eyes saying 'Such a poor kid', and then try to tell me what to do.

There were also time when she tried to dress me up a bit more 'proper' when I was younger. In time she finally understands (or already gave up) that I'm just a T-shirt and jeans kind of girl. I'd wear skirt or dress if I want to, but just don't force me. Sometimes she's mad at me for being so stubborn and not liking the stuffs she bought for me. And I'm getting mad at her for forcing me instead of just being accepting.

She does things that annoy me sometimes; how she talks on the phone so loud, spoken to me a list of things to do when I'm half-awake in the morning which I soon forgot when I'm fully-awake, and many other things! Well, I'm sure she also have list of things I do that annoy her... 

But this isn't a love-hate relationship. It's pure love.

We've grown up together and still growing. It's not always been easy but it feels a bit lighter with her by my side. She gave me space when I need it, without I need to ask her for it. She makes me feel safe by just being in the same room with her. I don't know if she realized, but she makes me stronger. Years ago after I was thirteen I promised to myself not to cry in front of her anymore. Because she would cry with me if I do and it hurts to see her that way, it hurts as bad as the reason of the tears itself. I could never ask for a better mother than her. She's tough, independent, and bold. She's the real life role model for me. I hope I will be as strong as her. And I will surely teach my future kids things I learned from her. 

Happy Mother's Day, Mama and also to all amazing mothers around the world.

I know everyone saying this about their mother, but my mother is the best one in the galaxy. Period.