Today Mom and I went to Quiapo to hear mass. Every time she comes here for a vacation, she makes it a point to hear mass in Quiapo. She asked me to accompany her since I have just recently celebrated my birthday. After mass, we ate at KFC nearby. I was fuming because the lady worker of KFC was, let's just say not very friendly to customers. There was this lady who asked her to refill the gravy thermos and she said 'Mamaya na ma'am." WTF diba?!?! My mom found it irritating but she seemed to be more amused at my anger so she calmed me down and told me to just keep eating. haha
After lunch, we store-hopped into the chain of bead shops and lastly, bought a pack of original hopia for daddy then took an FX to SM Fairview to meet Dad and my brothers.
I remember telling my mom 'Naku mommy baka umuwi si Kuya Bong, yung gamit ko nasa kwarto niya."
Coz you see, my younger brother Joop refuses to sleep at the top bed of the double deck. I never sleep at the top. So since he took my mom's bed, my mom moved to mine, my older brother has his own sofa bed therefore, I am shut out of the bedroom. hahaha Thus explains my temporary stay in my uncle, Kuya Bong's room.
Lo and behold, when we got back from the mall, Kuya Bong was at home. The next thing I heard as I entered the front door with heavy grocery bags in both hands, my mom was shouting what seemed to be my name. 'ALISIN MO LAHAT NG GAMIT MO DUN LEE!' She takes a deep breath and shouts again 'WAG NA WAG MO NA GAGAMITIN YANG KWARTO NA YAN!'
Turns out Kuya Bong did the one thing he keeps on doing ever since I moved here- called my attention because of my things. According to Joop, he said 'Pati kwarto ko may kalat na'. Eh hello? If only you'd see the room, the Sunday newspaper, my laptop, FA's Staedler pens and my Belle de Jour planner were the only things in his room. Plus of course, my bedsheets and pillow. How bad is that?
Joop got my mom a big glass of water. Took her around 30 minutes to recover in the room.
Now I explain myself. All these so called kalat he keeps clamoring about are things important in school and in my orgs. I have to constantly see them so I do not waste time searching huge boxes of random files every time I need something. Besides, it isn't kalat. I call it organized clutter. All my pens are stuffed in 3 containers depending on the ink color or purpose (ballpoint pen, colored pen, markers, etc). All my scratch papers are piled on a table along with my marketing and psych books, and favorite Seventeen USA magazines. All my ABAM files are in one file box, all my other BA files and memorabilia are in three other, equally colorful file boxes. I am simply utilizing every empty space available in the study room.
Here's the deal. My mom gets that point. And she's always been fine with justified clutter because well, it is justified (what the hell). haha But Kuya Bong is just overly obsessive-compulsive with everything. Sometimes I'd imagine myself saying 'eh di ikaw maglinis' hahaha but of course, that'd be rude. But rewarding nonetheless. hahaha
And for a student, you'd rather rest from all the thinking instead of walking around trying to figure out how make your study room Zen-like clean. Put it this way, I just have too many supplies- of papers, folders, pens, reams of bond paper and art papers- waiting to be used. It's not like I can just throw them all away.
Anyway, point of story... My mom is a superhero. She protects me in each and every way she can. Even my little complain on mosquito bites, she'd address me with such attention and worry and care that I couldn't imagine what I'd do if she weren't here. And I guess that's one of the gajillion reasons why I love her.
And oh, in case you're wondering what happened after? Kuya Bong didn't say anything after bumirit ng mommy ko. Coz my mom's the eldest sa magkakapatid. hahahaha
Here's another winner. Remember the famous Ken Lee video? Here she is... Valentina Hasan. THE NEW AND IMPROVED KEN LEE!
Cheers to all the super moms in the world!♥
After lunch, we store-hopped into the chain of bead shops and lastly, bought a pack of original hopia for daddy then took an FX to SM Fairview to meet Dad and my brothers.
I remember telling my mom 'Naku mommy baka umuwi si Kuya Bong, yung gamit ko nasa kwarto niya."
Coz you see, my younger brother Joop refuses to sleep at the top bed of the double deck. I never sleep at the top. So since he took my mom's bed, my mom moved to mine, my older brother has his own sofa bed therefore, I am shut out of the bedroom. hahaha Thus explains my temporary stay in my uncle, Kuya Bong's room.
Lo and behold, when we got back from the mall, Kuya Bong was at home. The next thing I heard as I entered the front door with heavy grocery bags in both hands, my mom was shouting what seemed to be my name. 'ALISIN MO LAHAT NG GAMIT MO DUN LEE!' She takes a deep breath and shouts again 'WAG NA WAG MO NA GAGAMITIN YANG KWARTO NA YAN!'
Turns out Kuya Bong did the one thing he keeps on doing ever since I moved here- called my attention because of my things. According to Joop, he said 'Pati kwarto ko may kalat na'. Eh hello? If only you'd see the room, the Sunday newspaper, my laptop, FA's Staedler pens and my Belle de Jour planner were the only things in his room. Plus of course, my bedsheets and pillow. How bad is that?
Joop got my mom a big glass of water. Took her around 30 minutes to recover in the room.
Now I explain myself. All these so called kalat he keeps clamoring about are things important in school and in my orgs. I have to constantly see them so I do not waste time searching huge boxes of random files every time I need something. Besides, it isn't kalat. I call it organized clutter. All my pens are stuffed in 3 containers depending on the ink color or purpose (ballpoint pen, colored pen, markers, etc). All my scratch papers are piled on a table along with my marketing and psych books, and favorite Seventeen USA magazines. All my ABAM files are in one file box, all my other BA files and memorabilia are in three other, equally colorful file boxes. I am simply utilizing every empty space available in the study room.
Here's the deal. My mom gets that point. And she's always been fine with justified clutter because well, it is justified (what the hell). haha But Kuya Bong is just overly obsessive-compulsive with everything. Sometimes I'd imagine myself saying 'eh di ikaw maglinis' hahaha but of course, that'd be rude. But rewarding nonetheless. hahaha
And for a student, you'd rather rest from all the thinking instead of walking around trying to figure out how make your study room Zen-like clean. Put it this way, I just have too many supplies- of papers, folders, pens, reams of bond paper and art papers- waiting to be used. It's not like I can just throw them all away.
Anyway, point of story... My mom is a superhero. She protects me in each and every way she can. Even my little complain on mosquito bites, she'd address me with such attention and worry and care that I couldn't imagine what I'd do if she weren't here. And I guess that's one of the gajillion reasons why I love her.
And oh, in case you're wondering what happened after? Kuya Bong didn't say anything after bumirit ng mommy ko. Coz my mom's the eldest sa magkakapatid. hahahaha
Here's another winner. Remember the famous Ken Lee video? Here she is... Valentina Hasan. THE NEW AND IMPROVED KEN LEE!
Cheers to all the super moms in the world!♥
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