Showing posts with label chinese culture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label chinese culture. Show all posts

Monday, November 11, 2013

Mother ; ℓα ∂συℓєυя

It was yesterday, and the day before yesterday that got me realize how much effort my mom gives in on daily life. Even though she is not my birth mother, her role in my life became bigger and bigger as the days went by. Although I tend to forget that, and be ungrateful at days, its at the end of the day that things collect itself and I find myself in my own little bubbles. Yesterday night we celebrated her birthday, and that's when I realize, nobody really appreciate her appearance much. Nobody waited for her to show up, and nobody asked where she had been the whole day, working. Even though its family dinner, I don't even see a speck of greeting. Maybe I am blind, but then the things they do , tends to be captured by me. Jay's refusal to join the family celebration and talks, instead he rather play angry bird, and minion run. The generation below me's ungratefulness, not knowing why we are gathering here today. And the in-laws who are just there because their spouse needed them to be there. My mom have to buy her own cake and do all those things just makes me angry. Why couldn't anyone else buy her a cake? She deserves more than purchasing her own cake. It was at that point I wanted to make a cake just for her, maybe a cheese cake or something like that.
On the drive back to my present's place, I gave it a lot of thoughts. I wanted to cry, it's not until I was leaving that house that made me realize how empty it was leaving it. Leaving the warm spot. How unfullfilling it was, and how much they needed me around yet I was like that. I wanted to cry, but I didn't know who to cry to. Nobody at this moment would understand how I feel, nobody. And that is just pretty sad. Thinking that I grew up all these year having so many people passing by on my life, yet nobody understand me well enough to see how I feel. Maybe I am introverted rather than extroverted. I thought of my brother, the youngest one, though still older than me, he is the third in line. He is an introvert, unlike my older brother and sister, whom are extroverts. It would make a lot of sense, but then as of now, it makes no sense at all. In fact I dont even know what I am talking about anymore. I wanted to write this blog since yesterday, but then because I was away at someone else's place, I couldn't let them see my secret blog. I couldn't let the society in, its just something I havent came in terms with yet.
No now, and probably not ever would they find this blog. I guess this place is just a place where I let out my fustration, a place where I can talk about all sort of secret and not being scared to express myself and how I feel. Although sometimes I really do wish someone would read this and talk to me, someone who would understand how I feel. Regardless of introverts or extroverts, just somebody.

Friday, November 23, 2012

rant of my odd thanksgiving turkey day...

Before anything, I would like to wish everyone here who is reading this post, or have been reading all my post a happy thanksgiving, and god bless everyone of you even though I myself isn't a god believer. I hope all those turkey or whatever you guys have on thanksgiving be wonderful. And hope all of you had your fun black friday shopping! 


      Teenagers are just one stage of humanhood before becoming pre-adults. As you gradually earn your freedom, you gradually abuse it. Sometimes you worry that you might lose this freedom that you just gain. I remember those happiness moment when I was able to obtain my own freedom as long as I report back to my parents. In elementary school, friends weren't allowed to come to my house, and I myself wasn't allowed to go to their house. At times where I tend to get carried away, at times where I dont keep track of time and ended up not reporting to my parents about me being out late nearly cast an end to my freedomship, but they would always kindly let it go. And I am quite thankful for that. Sometime, I guess its those carefreeness that my parents had on me, no pressure, no rules that got me into a hyper state and a happy state. Or its probably just me. Haha yeah probably that. Sometimes I feel unlucky to be in this family but sometimes the opposite.
      As you all may know today is the friday after thanksgiving, which marks a red tag on probably everything or half of the things in a store the sales tag. Yeah, "black friday" the one and only day where people can actually camp out of stores way before midnight, lining up with friends, seeing stores opening rather early than having to wait till their actual service hour. Indeed overtime is rare to see, especially in the economic  So is business, but then that isn't stopping all the people here to shop till they drop. First time black friday shopping, first time staying out with friends outside at a mall this late, first time being with my boyfriend this late, first time spending thanksgiving with him, first time spending thanksgiving with my friends, first time boyfriend didnt have a curfew, first time seeing boyfriend getting this sick, first time boyfriend running in the mall like a little kid with the widest smile. It's amazing how many first time you can achieve in one day. Trust me, there were more, just too little time to list.
      I like to shop, and i did wanted to go to gilly hicks, and hollister, but then for some reason, shopping with  a boyfriend next to me tends to get awkward. I dont even know why. The best offer that was ever offered in life, "Whatever you want to buy, I'll buy it for you today." That's probably like every girl's dream to have a guy like that that is willing to pay for all their shopping cost. Especially Amy and Florence. Haha, but then I said no anyways, stupid me huh? I dont know there's just something about boyfriend that are off limits to going shopping with. I know its quite strange but that's how it goes. So my friends separated  a group went to line up at gilly hicks and my friend and I went to forever 21 because she wanted to. I am not a big fan of forever 21, in fact i have never i believe bought any outfit from forever 21 before.
      Anyways, the funny thing is that forever 21, the staff just allowed everyone in, meanwhile the other stores there was an actual line from start to beginning, letting people in a few by a few. And then controlling the crowd while forever 21 only have a line in the beginning then that was it. It's quite interesting though, gilly hicks had about an hour two hour line just like hollister while disney store had way more. (which in a way i kinda understand why, i mean come on its disney, but in a way i dont understand why) but any how, there were like guys with abs outside in a life guard swimshorts of gilly hicks and hollister, no wonder its a big hit. I mean those guys were like attracting girls attention. Although there were guys lining up for the store, most of them are girls. Way to advertise!
      Rough night, because there wasnt much action going on, i mean my group I was stuck with my friend who is poor yet wants to go to the mall and the other one who is just sick and scared to be in a close area with a lot of people. Certainly a day to remember dont you think? After like one store, we were kind of officially over. At least with Melissa i could just drag her off, oh sigh. But anyways, what was worst is that he was sick and all and claim that he have food posioning afterwards, and because the signal sucks in the mall, especially with that many people and that many smart phones, i doubt we can even get a call through. So we ended up waiting outside of the mall. Friend lost her infinaty scarf and ended up running back in and search for it, at first i was going to go with her but then later she ran and i was already with a headache so i went back happily thought that my boyfriend would be where he was seated he ended up disappearing inside in a French Bakery. buying stuff, so i pat on him and walked out, in hopes that he would come out and lookfor me when he is done ordering. Nope, he literally just stood there and then went to sit down inside and munch his stuff. While i sat outside. It was at that point I realize that was my choice really right? Picking someone who wouldnt run out to look for you but instead wait inside. Maybe it was because he was sick maybe it was because he didnt know, but shouldnt and isnt the first thing they do to look outside? How stupid of me, i thought to myself. Was it really worth all this? I ended up waited outside for countless minutes, for him to come out. 15, 30, 45 minutes went by he was still in there. My body were beginning to freeze due to the hard cold metal table. I glared out into the sky, little by little shedding tears, wondering why I was here in the first place, sitting here and questioning myself. I keep telling myself stop being unreasonable (as my boyfriend claim me to be), but sometimes my reason doesnt make a logical reason to him. He later finally came out and grasp me hard, asking me why was I outside, oh gee, i think its the weather, no maybe the coldness. Yeah i like to sit outside at 4 o clock in the morning to glare at the sky and shed tears.
      Either way, by the end of that shopping trip as we were sending Danny home, he grabbed me along and said to stay with him, and i had second thoughts about it. My first answer was a no, because i know to an asian parent, it is illogical for a girl to stay at a guy's house. Especially at midnight too? But that wasnt the main thing, but i mean bringing a girl back this late really? Sigh, i would be piss off too i guess if my son was to do that.  Why did i do it? Why did i agree to it? I should have said no, and let him go home by himself, i mean it was just a gate away. I ended up staying the rest of the night at his house, in his room while he slept in the guest room, which is weird but works. His mom literally screamed, yeah probably about me most of the time. -_________- those awkward moment.






iono...dont feel like finishing it, but anyways, waste this long weekend when i could have went with my sister and them skiing! SCREW MY LIFE.

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

ριℓσт - lα doυleυr

      Already at the edge of this autumn season, yet leaves struggle to apart from their branch. The sun is still yet shining so bright despite how the weather is. Coldness tends to cover up the whole land with the sun being stubborn as always, fighting it's way to shine its ray to the maximum. Making others feel its warmth and shine. With the passing of the long weekend, it seemed as if it was already the end of summer break once again. Going to school was no longer mandatory  College, the first step into the real society following turning 18. Although, it's quite the opposite for me considering my birthday was two weekends ago. Did I feel any older you may ask. The answer is no. Who ever told you that turning a year older will make you wiser lied. If you yourself isn't ready for the change, no matter how old you are, inside, you are still the same age.
      Putting that aside, with autumn coming to and end, thanksgiving following its footsteps catching up with us, I begin to start thinking. What am I thankful for this year? What am I thankful for in life? What am I thankful for all this 18 years?
      I guess the biggest thank may be going to my current parents, baring with me all these 10, 11 years? Felt like I have been with them practically all my life. The truth is they really didn't have to take care of me at all. I am what they called a bastard child. A unwanted child, a child that came from an accident, a child that wasn't needed, a surprise. My current mother didnt have to take care of me, nor worry about me, or lecture me about things, after all I wasn't her child, and quite opposite, I would probably be the last kid she'd ever want to raise. Yet she took me in, adopted me, and make me an official family members of theirs. I know even though there is a huge treatment difference between her kids and grand kids  she still treat me extremely nice for someone like that. And trust me, I am thankful for that. In fact I am really thankful for that. Not a lot of people can  do things like that. But sometimes hanging around with my friends too much tends to influence me a lot and make me realize how much of a actual family feeling I am lacking. After my elementary years are over, my parents begin to separate and do things their way. No one each with each other anymore. No group cooking and chatting on the table while munching down food. Instead everyone is all for themselves. Sometimes it make me think a lot. Especially when i go to my friend's house. I begin to get jealous, not over their wealth, or how much things they own or how spoiled they are, but how wonderful of a family they have to care for each other and eat together and enjoy every moment of it.
      I always wanted to do that. It always seemed so fun being able to do that. It use to be fun while we still do it. I guess you really do take things for granted until you lose it. Am I really asking too much though? Even though I know my mom isnt my real mom, but is asking her to trust me a bit too much? Do i really need to give in first for her to trust me? I mean first thing first, how am I suppose to give in when she herself doesn't even trust me in the first place? She said until i get a license, she will not allow me to drive. All my friends told me that the biggest part of their driving experience wasn't from the instructor, but the individual learning they got when their driving with their parents. And for me its quite the opposite. They rather pay for an additional 4 class and expect me to know how to drive and pass the test. Well, am I asking too much to wish for them to trust me more to a point where they'd let me drive and practice?
      Each time when I complain things similar to this, when i relate my friends' families to mine, my parents would always bring up something unrelated to the topic we're on and tell me to think about this and that. Okay I get it, those were my fault, but we are talking about this topic, would you explain why you don't trust me on driving? How trusting someone with driving have anything to do with doing chores automatically? Would someone tell me how asking "do you need help?" is not a kind of offering to help? And can someone please tell me how "can i help you?" is a kind of offer unlike "do you need help?". Its quite ironic, because i do use both set of questions, but when i claim that their both the same she would tell me. "Why will you bother to even ask me? Instead you should have just clean it or do the chores straight away." Well geez, is a confirmation too much for you? Is asking for a confirmation rude in our Chinese culture? For the record, I am pretty sure it isn't  And for your information mother, normally even my nephew, they wouldn't offer help often, and when they do, to you, THEY ARE THE POLITEST PEOPLE EVER, when the truth is, THEY SAY THE EXACT SAME THING AS ME! Well gee, how does that even make sense mother? Would someone please explain this logic to me? And also, please explain how all these questioning and not doing chores automatically without being asked to do them have anything to do with losing trust in a person and driving. Someone please enlighten me on this. Because apparently I am only thinking of excuses to make, and is too busy to realize my mistake in this. Well?