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chrisfel eliza

I don't think I think enough.















Saturday, February 14, 2009
thanks a lot, mother.

It's "love day" and so far, I've been on my bed with the laptop in my face for nearly four hours now. Haha. No, I'm not sulking because I'm single. Rather, I am being entertained by various people on YouTube. Ha! Thanks, Gelo, for initiating this. LMAO. :D

Well that was fun. But let's not get addicted..

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So after lunch, mother and I went to the mall. Dropped by my bank first to deposit some cash (whoohoo -- pay day earlier this week = more savings!) and went window shopping. We were supposed to buy some very girly shoes for ourselves, but the styles were all crappy in our eyes. Haha. Picky much? However, those we liked cost three times more than the 'invisible budget'. Haha. So we ended up doing the groceries and I picked out a bunch of stuff from the shelves, almost at random, and ended up paying a little more than twice the amount my mom paid. Haha. There goes my "budget for the week." Doing the grocery is perhaps just as fun as shopping for clothes and shoes. Haha. Food is still the BEST. :)

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Anyway, as mother and I walked around the mall, she was pointing out the bunch of couples floating by around us. (Of course everyone just had to go on a date at SM Southmall. WTH huh.)

She'd be like, "Uy, look, anak..they're holding hands. Ang sweet naman nila.."
And I was like, "Ummm..ok. I can see that. So what?"

AND THEN.
Mother: "Wala bang nang-liligaw sayo, anak?"
Me: (in my head: "WTF! NO! NOT THIS CONVERSATION!!!") "Wala eh."
Mother: "Bakit kaya? Mag-smile ka kasi palagi."
Me: "Huh? Madalas naman akong naka-smile ah."
Mother: "Ako kasi, ligawin nung bata ako. High school pa nga lang eh may mga nang-liligaw na saakin.."
Me: "Okay, let's end this conversation. Salamat ha!"
Mother: "Eh bakit wala ka pang boyfriend?"
Me: "I don't know..Pero..ayoko namang maging matandang dalaga!"
Mother: "Ay, hindi ah! Tignan mo si Tita Melba mo, nagka-asawa 50 years old na."
Me: (in my head: "WTF!!!!") "Okay, mother! SALAMAT ha! STOP. Now. Let's go to that shoe store there..."

Seriously. Thanks a lot, mother. o_O