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As a tribute to my mother on Mother's Day [though I know she won't ever see or read or hear about me blogging about her] I decided to list things which I've experienced with her [the good and bad] through out the span of my 16 years.:)

year 1- She gave birth to me in our delicate humble home. She later on explained that I wanted to get out of her womb abruptly and the hospital is out of the question.=_="

year 2- She would always take me shopping in Glorietta.[ yes, i've practically learned how to walk there. I'm a Makati Bebe.:)]

Year 3- Yaya and Mayet went home to Antique together and left me in my parent's care. My butt was full of scratches due to Mom's nails. She also fed me her slipper after being so "annoying" and inquiring about my father's absence. She also threw a nail cutter at me.:))

Year 4- She dressed up a little too much to my kinder recognition day after she found out that i was top of my class and will be receiving a gold medal.

Year 5- She felt really bad because I picked Daddy to go up the stage with me as I was given my Valedictorian Medal when I graduated Preparatory. Dad taught me to call her "Mumu". She hated it.

Year 6- She pushed me into a 6 ft pool. I almost drowned, but my dad saved me.

Year 7-My 7th birthday. Grand party. Haha. I had 4 outfit changes due to Mother. May of 1997, after my dad died, and I just got off the phone with Yaya, she sat down beside me, held me close, and soothed me. It calmed me down a little bit seeing someone was sharing my pain.

Year 8- Otep. That bastard. He's my mom's ex. I hate him to hell. He used to be my father's bestfriend too. Traitor bastard gold digging son of a bitch. My mom almost picked him over me. I hated them.

Year 9- still up on top of the class, and my mother was more concerned with her looks rather than my medals. phooey.

year 10- I dont really remember. Its more otep stuff i guess.

Year 11- grade 5. I went to the states for the first time. Meeting her siblings were endearing. they love me so.

Year 12- Graduated 6th grade with 8 gold medals. Mum was happy. From pride or pretty clothes and all the attention, i have yet to know. pre- hs stage. I wanted to go to Manresa/ Seton but she insisted on OB instead. I couldn't thank her enough.

Year 13- getting used to the mom-teen daughter angst brews all around the house.

Year 14- USA. Fought with mum while watching National Treasure.

Year 15- Senior year. September? Had a huge fight about the palanca letter with my mom. When I went home from the retreat, I was a changed person. Yihee.:)

Year 16- seldom petty fights with mom. I actually care about her now more than ever. I love my mom.:)

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There you go. As you can see, my mom and I are total opposites, and we don't get along all the time. However, there is still that fine line between love and hate. My mum is my only mom ever, and I do love her. Maybe not as much as I love my yaya, but still. The love is there and it will always be there no matter what. Happy Mommy's Day Mom.:) Love you tons.:)

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I saw this and I remembered my 7th year. (read up for info). Sad.

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