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Andi. 14 year old sophomore, studying at SHSqc. learner. reader. writer. artist. fragile. frail. human.
eccentric. weird. prep. normal. yellow alien. green alien. orange alien.t-rex!
I know Andi is weird. so why bother?
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Saturday, July 5, 2008
Departure.
My mom. yes. this blog would be about my mother.
Someone called her last week or last last week I guess. 3rd week of June and they let her submit her "biodata"- not biodata. hmm. can`t find the right term. :| argh. anyway, then she submitted immediately. then she was accepted. wow. she`s going to Vietnam. a work for 6 months.
I was so sick yesterday. after reading Eclipse- a book by Stephnie Meyer [you should read it! :O], I slept, rested because I was sick. I didn`t even notice the time. I didn`t eat with the family at dinner. I rested and slept. I had slight fever. and I had a rough cough.
the next day, morning, they had to go to our school for our PTA orientation. my sister went with them. I was left alone again. our helper told me that its eating time. I ate alone. she told me also that my sister cried last night for some reasons. I did not now because I wasn`t conscious. because I was asleep.
I just laughed at what she told me. my sister was crazy. she slept because of crying. wow. just like me. then I jokingly told our helper that I will ask and annoy my sister later. which did not happen.
I cooked for my mom today. because I knew that she`s leaving soon. and I did not know when. I just cooked. invented recipe. it was... tasty I think. haha. our damn helper spoiled my surprise. okay. argh. demmit.
my mom arrived. good thing the food I cooked was still hot when I served it. Macaroni like carbornara. haha. can`t define properly. it had mushrooms, tuna, egg, cream, milk and melted cheese. @-) haha. okay. we ate. my sister ate a bit. because she was playing with her neighboring pals. then my mom brought up the topic about her soon departure. I was caught off-guard.
July 17. that`s what she told me. two weeks from now. wow. her last weekend would be next week. time would run fast. I know it. I didn`t know what to feel. what to even say. I just sat, ate and kept quiet. I was shocked.
I understood my sister. I am being a good daughter now. since my father isn`t being a that good husband. my mom has doubts. ugh. something`s running through my mind which I must not think of. be positive, Andi.
I will miss my mom. before dinner, my sister cried. during dinner, my mom was explaining to her why she needs to leave. though my sister did not understand and wasn`t listening to her. she keeps telling her that she hates my mom. it`s really painful on my mom`s part. she tries to ignore my sister`s words.
my mom told me all the responsibilities I shall have when she leaves. wow. the things she told me was really. uh. hard I guess. I was responsible for almost all the things that will be happening in this house. wow. wow. wow.
I will be free enough. no more mega phone as I call her. haha. my grandmother`s coming here. would it be a good thing or a bad thing? I am trying to be a responsible daughter. but not yet that of a grown-up. I will mature more someday.
*great power comes with great responsibility -spiderman
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