*random thoughts*
there will always be something terrible about making one's mother cry.
i know. i'm not the best or the worst child ever born. however, do take note that once, when the family went to the province to visit my grandmother, i was told by a tita of mine [who apparently had like sto. nino sanib her body - sorry, the filipino-to-english translating dictionary here in the house is just plain useless] that i look up to my mom. that, in her own words, my mom is my idol. she also told me that my sister may be naughty, but she loves me [then how would you explain her neverending refusal to be hugged by her ate?].
which, if you think about it, is true. she is my idol. because of her i was able to promise myself that i will be an independent person. she was my inspiration when i vowed to myself that if i will have children of my own, i won't make them do separate paalams when they have to go somewhere: one to me, one to my husband. well, it's not all bad, actually. she helped me be kind and understanding to others. you know, the nice things a mom does for her child.
except when it comes to her koreanovelas. that is where this part of this entry comes from.
see, i watched smallville's first episode for its latest season last season. i don't know what's up with studio 23's schedule, some shows' time slots are not conveniently on the dot. i mean, it is not always 8pm or at least 1030am; it is the only channel i know that has 710 or 1020 on its time slots. anyway, so smallville's at 910, and it pretty much makes it a problem for us since full house runs at around 950.
my mom is such a nagger when it comes to her koreanovelas, but that night i was not patient with her. see, i wasn't feeling well since the day before that, and i asked her, before smallville, to call the maid to massage me na. she didn't call the maid immediately, and the maids that we have right now have very heavy feet to carry them to us as soon as possible. so that obviously made me asar. what made me reach my threshold was this: when it's massage time na, she asked the maid to massage her first, because she was sleepy already!
i got that pissed that i didn't turn the tv to the channel of full house. my reason: she gets to see it 5 days i week, i see smallville in just 1. and besides, would you believe me discarding this...
for this?
and then the maid said i made her cry. which she never confirmed. whether that was true or not, it did pinch my heart.
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i have a new kaaway.
apparently the maid brought chito to the bilihan of merienda yesterday, and the tindera of turon made comments about chito's smell. if i remember it right, it went like, "yuck, ang baho ng aso mo! tapos umihi pa. yuck."
i went beserk after that. i kept asking stuff like, "bakit, mabango ba siya? [to which the maid replied, siguro naman, naliligo yun araw-araw e] maganda ba siya? kung tao si chito, sinong mas maganda sa kanila, considering na hindi araw-araw naliligo si chito?"
it's on. it's time to clean up your acts, tindera ng turon. =p
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it's our monthsarytoday! too bad we didn't get to celebrate it together, because i'm such a complicated being. well, i believe myself to be. anyway...
i'm still happy though. i'm as babaw as the next girl; i am already contented with just a few hours of just talking to him, of telling him everything that enters my pretty little head [kapal], of pretty much doing nothing with him.
hapi mwahnsary bebi joseph! love love!
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