1. How hard is it to wake up teenagers? Everyday, I threaten and promise them I will not wake them up anymore and that they will regret it. The next morning? I'm still there in the kitchen prepping breakfast and they are fast asleep. Like I did not yell, did not beg nor explained to them why they need to haul their Asian bums outta bed. Oh, I even threaten to take away their cellphones which have alarm settings by the way! No! They.are.not.listening. And no, I lose. All.the.time. I wake them up!
2. I had one wish last Christmas. That they be toddlers again. That I get to have another chance with them. Because the way they behave, I think I freaking messed up! They are so " quiet." I grew up in a fun family setting. Wanting and not a lot of abundance but so much fun. We laughed all the time, we fought but we made-up! Also, I would have wanted them to grow up running the neighborhood streets, knowing every single person in the community. I need them to lighten up and take life seriously but live it fully!
3. Whoever said it gets better is absolutely wrong. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong. My toddlers do not yell at me. My babies did not look at me with the sharpest dagger look. Nor did they say they don't like the food. Or do they have earplugs. Those damn earplugs, real or imagined! They tend to hear only what they wanna hear. Can you clean up your room? Silence. Did you throw away the thrash? Silence. Please bring down the laundry. Silence. Is Stanley coming over? 2:00 o'clock mom and can you get us food? Really?
4. You know those damn report cards? The ones that have As or 96, 98 last year? They still have As alright but the 98s come back with 78s and a side note of " in danger of failing." And you scream at the top of your lungs but all comes out is a muffled, " kid, look at this, your average is dragged down because of this!" Then it suddenly comes like a movie scene where the camera swirled to Kid1 looking at you with the best dialogues written, only it was meant for Robert Di Nero's mob movies. " it's JUST Mandarin Mom." Oh, I edited that, please insert some obscene language wherever you want, coz it's probably all over the place. Then camera pans to you and you try to up the ante of this drama. " which is still needed to graduate and be an honor student," you say with gusto as if you need an Oscar award. He them snaps back " I am an honor student, high honors." You smile a little making sure it is not seen lest the co-actor thinks you're giving up. Instead, you say " but you were distinction last year!" I can go on and on and tell you stories such as this but lets make it short coz it always ends the same--- someone storming upstairs and you hear the door banging as an anchor to the performance. Bravo report card! Bravo!
5. Why is it that underwear is so darn expensive? I dunno what they do with theirs but I kid you not. I have to buy so often!
6. Whenever I go with them to the bookstore, they think we have endless pit of money. Btw, Josh used to think that every time I use the ATM, they just give us free money! Oh, endless pit! Although I appreciate the fact they love books and reading but those darn books are expensive. If only John Greene and all their fave authors at least give me a shout-out, I'd be very happy. Hahahahh.
7. I wish I listened to Mr. Arago and Mr. Barangan, my math teachers. My math level compared to my kids is dismal and embarrassing to say the least. I dunno what I did that God Almighty from the heavens above gifted me with boys who are exceptional in math. Even if I know I am right, I don't know why I am right and making Josh understand he needs to listen to me is like screaming by the Niagara Falls--- useless for no one hears you. In the meantime, I think God Almighty was joking me when He gifted me with my only daughter! But I disagrees, I know she gets As because she studies really hard and pours a lot of time into it. That's how you get successful, knowing your strengths and weaknesses and proving on them.
30 minutes up!
For good measure, here's my family New Year's Eve!
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