Dear mom, with love.

Even though she constantly sneak at my facebook just to look who commented/liked my photos, posts and statuses. Even though she’s too overprotective (I haven’t drink alcohol once in my life or stepped inside a bar or even had a slumber party at my friend’s house and I’m no longer a minor. lol) Even though she was so harsh on me. lol. I can say,

     I love her because she’s her.

     I love how she would never did require me to study or review for my exams ever since I was a kid. Really, swear. She would even be mad at me if I stay late at night, studying. And when that happens, she would insanely visit my room every thirty minutes to yell at me just for me to sleep. Imagine trying to figure out how to solve math equations or memorizing an important passage while someone is screaming at you. Thank God, I am so patient. lol.

        I love how she would criticize how ugly my legs are and how my height sucks and if my skin tone became dark, because I refuse using an umbrella if i’ll be exposed under the sun (she would also reprimand me for doing such petty stuff like that). So what she does is to always put a black umbrella inside my bag (because I won’t use it if it’s not black).

       I love how she buys me unpretty clothes that I am forced to wear because she would be sad if I don't. You can always see stars in her eyes as she presents her newly-bought clothes as if their the bestest dresses she have ever seen. lol. And i’m not that mean to ruin her moment of glory. *Though she might have a bad taste for clothes, but i tell you, she can buy gorgeous bags.

      I love how she scolds me for wearing lazy clothes (a nasty plain shirt, shorts and flip flops) in school or if i wear too skimpy dresses. she said i should always dress properly everywhere anytime. lol.

     I love it how she would always insult my profile pictures and telling me why on earth did I posted such hideous pictures, (ex. my current profile pic right now) or even some of my photos wherein she would tell me, I look too ghostly or freaky. So yeah, I feel too ugly because of her. lol.

     I love it how she would accuse me of being a slanderer for posting blatant statements about the politicians/icons on the internet. lol. And I would always tell her that those people are implementing democracy, right? So I bet they know what freedom of speech is.

    I love it how she would force me to drink milk everyday because she is still hoping i would grow up quite a bit. She is incredibly cute.

   I love it because she was the one who influenced me for taking up literature, though unintentionally. She is the one who introduced to me Homer and his Iliad and Odyssey; to Dante Alighieri and his Divine Comedy; to Sopochles and his Oedipus Rex; to Chaucer and his Canterbury Tales; to Shakespeare and his Romeo and Juliet, Macbeth and Hamlet and the lists would go on (Yeah I did not learn it at school first). sShe was also the one who would correct my grammar when I would write letters to my dad abroad when I was a kid. She hated it when I commit errors like that. lol. But I’m kind of amazed with her for knowing and appreciating literary stuffs like that when in fact, she is a dentistry graduate.

    I love it when we she would have our bonding time then we would eat out. I miss those times. We could barely do our girlfriend moments now since my dad is here. lol.

   I love it when she’s scolding me not to be too kind to beggars and street children and I would say she’s too heartless and ungenerous and we would always laugh about it. lol.

   I love it when we usually argue on things but we are still best of friends.

  Oh, my mom. She is obnoxiously incredible :)