silly people.

silly people.

Sunday night I went to eat dinner with my family. Unfortunately, my family lacks proper communication skills. Sometimes I'm smart though, and bite my tongue and turn away (And it's kinda of funny really. I remember learning in my cognitive development class that babies will often turn away from you not because you bore them, but because the stimuli is too overwhelming).

Generally, it was an interesting dinner. I made my mom relatively unhappy and my dad disappointed. Apparently, he heard that his co-worker (who is a doctor) is bringing in his daughter to shadow another doctor and said that I would show up, too. And I know how this will go. The questioning of the career choice, the speech about how I should "wake up" and find a stable job, the urging of following paths. I know all of these things. I see their views, but unfortunately, I have my own. I know how much it displeases you, confuses your co-workers, changes how your co-workers view you, but please, support my choice. I don't ask that you provide for me monetarily or materialistically, I ask that you believe that I'm not just hoping for dumb luck, and while I may be lacking amazing talent, I will work hard. I know that you have worked hard for your children to become successful and happy; that is exactly what I'm aiming for. And though I may be walking a different path, I truly hope that I can make you proud.

My parents were also very offended that I was planning on celebrating my birthday with my friends. Now honestly. . . I'll be 22, and it's not that I don't want to celebrate with my family, so please don't try and guilt trip me. I suppose it didn't help that I told them of my potential plans of spending the holidays with Eric and his family in Austin. My mom was terribly offended and pissed. But I understand, we are all we have here in the States. She spoke of family, togetherness, etc. etc., but in retrospect, last year, I spent Christmas alone. My sister and dad went to the Philippines and my mom was at work literally all day (she also refused to let me go to Austin to spend Christmas with Eric). But I pointed it out to her that although no one was home, I knew that despite of where we were, we still loved each other and that we are family. Regardless, her reply was rather interesting, and I held my tongue and found other interesting things in the restaurant to watch for a while.

Needless to say, it was a rather disappointing eating experience (though my stomach was quite pleased), and I left unhappy and disheartened after further exchanges.

When I came home that night, I had great intentions of sleeping off my unhappiness, but was then visited by both Patsu and Lemon. And after poking at pictures, watching Lemon try out some bboy moves, Patsu being subject to Lemon's bear hugs, and witnessing other silliness, I found myself in a much more agreeable mood than before. :)






I think these two make people naturally feel better. <3

After work and errands on Monday, I spent more time with them, tagging along while they did some Christmas shopping at Northpark. I swear, I have never been to the mall so much within one month. Holidays are crazy. Surprisingly, the mall wasn't very crowded, but I suppose that's because it was a weekday, the roads were a bit slippery, and it was quite cold. But yes, I have been to Northpark so frequently this month, I felt that I already knew what was in most stores, so I just tagged along and watched them pick out stuff for themselves. It was fun though, and we enjoyed playing with cashmere scarves, eating, poking, and eating again. Afterwards, we loafed at Errol's apartment (well. . . Lemon's apartment, too) and watched The Hills (haha) and pretended to be a transformer. :)