False Accusations


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Okay, so I don’t usually make accusations and assumptions unless there are evidence and fact pointing me to it but my mom, on the other hand, is the complete opposite. She likes to make accusations and assumptions. It’s almost like that’s all she does. Worst of all, her accusations are based on evidence that is not there. Almost every one of her assumptions are flawed and I have complete evidence to back me up every time.

Ever since I graduated and began staying at home, she’s been assuming I wake up very late in the morning. There is no evidence proving that. In fact, this assumption is completely 100% false! I have been waking up at 7-something every morning because I cannot sleep due to the heat. Then during just about everyday in July, when she was going to school for some language training, she shook me awake before 7 every morning.

She claimed that I can fall asleep whenever I please including after she had left at 7:45. That is completely false, too. When she was gone, I have already changed my clothes and she knew how much I hate sleeping in anything but my pajamas. Also, she is basing the fact that I can fall asleep whenever I please from when I was a baby. Babies sleeps, a lot! Well, I’m not a baby anymore.

I tried to prove her wrong a couple times by waking up at 7-something on the weekend but she didn’t acknowledge and continued to accuse me of waking up late in the morning. Ugh, so frustrating. Sometimes I just want to shout, STOP MAKING WRONG ACCUSATIONS!!!

Maybe just need some inspiration…


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Writer’s Block, the Comic Credit: WriteRight

I’m kind of surprised I’ve managed to write something each day of last and this week. Ever since I finished my term papers for my classes and began working on this month’s translation update, my head felt completely occupied, like there’s no more room for writing. I’m not sure if this is writer’s block or something else but for some reason, I just can’t feel the motivation to write anymore.

Maybe my life just been busy and boring as heck. With mom gone for two weeks, I’m just stuck at home working 24/7 while have to cook, water the lawn, work, and go to the gym. Ugh, it’s sucks to be grown up sometimes.

Anyway, it seemed like my block is just for life stuff. I don’t think I have any problem writing fictional tales. Hey, maybe it’s not a writer’s block after all, maybe I just have nothing to write about life or maybe I just need some inspiration.

Looking back so far…


The new school year is approaching and summer is rapidly drawing to an end. Therefore I thought I’d review how this year has been like so far. Continue reading “Looking back so far…”

Age, The Indicator of Time


When we were young, our parents used to plan extravagant and over-the-top birthday parties, remember? But as we grow older, those parties become less and less extravagant or even fades away. Continue reading “Age, The Indicator of Time”

Summer Music


Daily Prompt: We all have songs that remind us of specific periods and events in our lives. Twenty years from now, which song will remind you of the summer of 2014? Continue reading “Summer Music”

Growing Up Visions of Adulthood


Daily Prompt: As a kid, you must have imagined what it was like to be an adult. Now that you’re a grownup (or becoming one), how far off was your idea of adult life?

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A Thought For Tuesday…


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Spring Cleaning


Spring Cleaning, that was how I spent my Memorial Day.  I didn’t do it all at once though.  Like those drawers, I haven’t got to them yet, sadly.  All I did was clean the floors which thankfully, I didn’t have to clean the whole thing.

My mom dragged me out of my room and downstairs so I could begin cleaning the living room while my mom moved everything out of the shoe closet.  The floor was seriously dusty, dust bunnies literally blew across the floor.  I guess that’s what happens when you have to turn on the heat six months out of the year, dust accumulates in the vents and ducts and out it goes onto the floor.

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There’s the living room, sparkly clean

We finally turned off the heat tonight, though.  I feel so relieved to finally be able to open my window ’cause it feels so hot and stuffy with everything closed.  And of course, my mom has zero patience when it comes to slow moving work.  She wants me to clean but she wants it fast.  Well, you can only have one of those, either slow and clean or fast and dirty.

I wasn’t even done with the living room when she took over. Then she almost flew through the house, cleaning at the speed of superman, colliding into every furniture I could think of.

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the Swiffer mop, it has been some tragedies during the times my mom used it

My mother used to be a housekeeper when she first came to the U.S. and a housekeeper needs to clean everyday at a record rate. The house she worked for just so happened to be owned by a family of slop. So I can imagine how she became the clean freak as she is today.  I’ll bet if there’s a Olympic event for cleaning, she’d be the first to win it. 🙂

Anyway, she didn’t let me mess with her cleaning but while she went out to change the water, I took the sweet opportunity to snap some pictures. I know, it’s stupid but she tends to make me watch her while she cleans so I can learn how to do in the future.  I would never get it anyways. Cleaning is cleaning.

She finished the job in half of the time it usually takes me although I am still questioning if her efforts is the same as mine.  I opened the window to blow dry the floor while taking another chance to snap more pictures. Then it was done, it was all the cleaning we can manage, I can at least for today.  It is hard to imagine that before my neighbor introduced me to the Swiffer mop, I actually used a cloth, got down on two knees, and scrubbed the floor clean like Cinderella.

Fear of snakes or just don’t like the view


For about three weeks now, I’ve been looking at this piece of land with my mom.  For some reason, she can’t make up her mind about purchasing the land. For me, it doesn’t really matter since I may or may not live there.

In these three weeks, she’s been coming up with excuses after another.

  1. Don’t like the floorplan. My solution for her: Choose another one, after all, it’s a house that’s about to be built, not one that’s already built.  You get to make all the decisions.
  2. That house is blocking the view. Her recent solution: just move the house up the lot.
  3. Too expensive. That none of us has come up with any solution.  It’s a brand-new home, what did you expect?

After once again going out to the piece of land a few days ago as well as looking at a model home, another set of excuses were made.

  1. It’s too small of a house for such a big lot. I have to agree with that.  The model home was even smaller than our current home but it’s not an excuse to not get the land.  Just choose a bigger floorplan.
  2. The latest excuse and this one was the ultimate deal breaker.  Snakes!!!

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After her colleague/potential neighbor told her that there are snakes in that part of the neighborhood, it scared my mom out of her wits.  She has been terrified of snakes ever since her high school classmates placed a tiny snake in her dresser as a prank.  I don’t know if that’s the true story, although I doubt it, her classmates are way too serious to pull any sort of pranks.

Anyway, I think that’s the silliest excuse I’ve ever heard.  There are snakes everywhere, does that mean you’re not going to live anywhere?

I also don’t believe in snakes just popping out from nowhere.  There has to be something that lures the snake to its destination (i.e backyard, garages, house). I told her, if you see a snake in the house, you would’ve been the luckiest person in the neighborhood.

That turned out to be the ultimate deal breaker, right after she demanded the agent to lower the price.  I think the agent might have a melt down after he tried so hard to negotiate the price.  She doesn’t want it!!!

I feel a little bad for the agent now. 😦 On the other hand, I kind of have a feeling from the get go that this wasn’t going to work out no matter how gorgeous the view is and I have no interest of getting in the middle.  The middle man always gets blamed whenever something goes wrong! I remembered how well that worked out when she purchased our current home.

More or less, I think her latest excuse is just the same as excuse #2.  She just might not like the view no matter how high the house goes.

The ups and downs of speaking your mind


Some people are highly opinionated while some is strongly against speaking their minds in a public setting.  Those are two polar opposites while some of us lands in the middle where we open and restrict ourselves depending on the situation. Continue reading “The ups and downs of speaking your mind”