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That amazing woman next to me? She’s no other than my super lola. Super, as in despite her old age, her level of awesomeness had never gone down. It isn’t her birthday or anything but let me just tell you a few things why I have so much respect for this person, aside from the fact that she’s my own lola.
For one, she’s already 86 years old, yet, she can still mend and wash clothes, calculate possible numbers to bet on suertres (LOL), and even go up to our farm in the province. There’s only a few old people out there who reaches 86 and is still very able in doing what they had been doing when they were younger. Although the only things that slows her down is her arthritis and high blood pressure, she still tries her best to stay alive and kicking ;D.
Another thing, she rarely forgets a thing. Tayo nga, ang babata pa natin pero minsan makakalimutin na tayo pero lola ko daig pa si Einstein pagdating sa memory LOL. Kidding aside, she could even remember even the smallest things. She even remembers my class schedule!
I hope God would still continue to bless her with a healthy mind and body. I want her to be there to witness every hard work I will do to become successful. I want her to be there when I get my first salary from my first job or when I get married and have kids someday.
And another thing, I still have to take her to Spain! My lola’s so fluent in Spanish, your ears are going to bleed LOL. If God permits, I still want my super lola to be there to see me become who I always wanted to be.
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| me: | oh, i'm such a good child. i don't smoke, i don't drink and i don't do drugs. i don't sneak out to go partying. my grades are quite good. when i compare myself to those in my class..wow, i'm almost a role model. my parents must be so proud of me! |
| mom: | WHY DON'T I EVER SEE YOU STUDY? ALL YOU DO IS SIT ON THE INTERNET! YOU SHOULD LOOK AT OTHER STUDENTS! YOU DON'T EVEN HELP ME WITH ANYTHING! NO ONE IN THIS HOUSE CARES ABOUT HOW MUCH I HAVE TO DO! NONE OF YOU HELP ME! YOU ARE ALL SO UNGRATEFUL! |
Celebrating Freedom
I wasn’t able to write about this yesterday since I had so much fun and I was really jaded. Now that I have the chance to pour out every feeling I have (LOL), this post is going to be a wee bit long and filled with photos.
Anyway, yesterday was a sort-of big day for me. It was like my birthday but it really wasn’t although figuratively, it was sort’a my birthday too (ang labo mo teh!). Why was yesterday so special? Well, looking back at the past, a year ago specifically, it was one of the saddest moments of my life. It was the day when me and a someone, had decided to let go of each other and move on with each of our lives. Well yeah, it was pretty sad and painful. There’s no point in denying that. In all those moments when all I ever did was break down and cry, what I didn’t realize is that, life doesn’t really end just because you were broken-hearted.
I don’t want to keep on ranting about how miserable my life had been (or still is). I don’t want to hurt people anymore especially people that are close to my heart. But you see, one can take so much. My mother had been nagging, telling me that I am not doing anything to help her out even in household chores. She keeps on ranting how we rely on her ALWAYS and with everything. She keeps on telling me how lazy I am, how fucking useless I am; you know, all the shit that makes you feel bad about yourself.
I mustered up all my courage to say something back to her and when I did, all I said was like, “You’re talking like I haven’t done a single thing to help you out even with the household chores when in fact, I have been doing stuff and you’re not appreciating it because all you ever see is the things I haven’t done and my mistakes”. Then she was then telling me not to talk back. She said I was disrespecting her by talking back. Then I told her that it wasn’t talking back or disrespecting, but it was only telling the truth.
I’m sick of this. I’m sick of all this shit. Why can’t people listen as much as they talk just for once?
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I have just seen my final grades for the first semester. Although not all of the grades are already shown, but at least the harder subjects were already there. I’m pretty sure I won’t maintain my scholarship anymore. I don’t want to lie and say, “I never really wanted to loose it”. That’s stupid and dishonest.
So, even if I won’t be a scholar anymore, I think I am still going to the same school for the next semester. I really wanted to transfer to another school. It was like my chance to get away from all that bullshit that I came across with during the first semester. I tried to talk to my parents about it and my mother was like, “tell your father to support your education if you wanted to transfer schools” and my father was just being an asshole, promising me that when he gets a job already, I’ll transfer to another school. He said that a lot of times even before first semester ended.
Everything he says right now regarding my education is pure and utter bullshit. All he ever does is to just sit his ass down in the living room and watch his collection of 70’s and 80’s band concerts. He doesn’t even have a real job. He always has time for his mistress but not enough time to actually look for a job. I’m really depressed and disappointed. My mother can’t stop nagging everyday. My father is an asshole. My older brother doesn’t even have a job yet. My education is in jeopardy.
I don’t want to skip a semester. I don’t want to just stay at home for five months and become a housemaid in my own house. *sigh* I just wasted a whole semester studying stupid things and dealing with stupid people. How the fuck will I get through this?
