beyond the candy castles

Sunday, January 14, 2007

all grown up.......almost


lately had been my most responsible and mature hours of my life....

last week, i remembered talking to my friend about marijuana boy. i told her what happened in my last conversation with him. and honestly, i'd like to tell my friends, please don't think that way. i have my own mind, my own decisions. i don't want you to think that i regret listening to you and choosing to listen over your advice than being with that person. i just know deep inside that he's not meant to be with me. and all i want to say is that i don't regret what i've done. if i were to have 'someone special' i want him to be someone i could be very proud of for all of you. and i know very well that at my very young age, i could not find anyone perfect for that qualification. so in short, i don't have anything against anyone and i have completely (not moved on) but ignored what just happened. i am just so passive about it. but sometimes out of something to talk about, i just blurted it out. and at least you would know any update about me. so to my friends, thanks because i owe all the wonderful things i had in my highschool life with you. i know i am being over dramatic but i just want to be honest about how grateful i am for having you around. at least now i am more sure of myself of what i want, of the things i need to prioritize and of what matters most to me, my friends, of course.

today had been my "motherhood day". uh-uh. i am not preggy nor have any kids already but today had been like my own The Simple Life Mother's Edition. because my mom is sick, i cooked, washed the dishes, swept the floors, cleaned the house, and ironed my own uniform for the upcoming week. mind you, it was not a very nice and enjoyable job. washing the dishes were okay and cooking as well but when it comes to ironing......uh! hate it! imagine the iron was so hot and i was so sweaty despite the cold weather and the electric fan focused on me. good thing i was not asked to shop for our food in the market or wash the eeeky, dirty and smelly fish! later on it made me realize how hard was it for my mother to do all these housework then attend to our needs as well. imagine having to wake up at 4 early in the morning to wash our clothes every weekends and at weekdays she'd prepare for her stall at the canteen. poor mom! it made me think of not having a family in the future anymore, if it would mean all these difficult jobs! i'll just hide in the forest or something............

(^^,)..V


posted by anthonette || 8:35 PM