Lovin' the right way.

Tomorrow's my mom's birthday, but we decided to celebrate today because my siblings have work tomorrow. Woke up congested, rolled over and looked at my phone, and Paul's still on the other line. Hung up, because I knew he'd wake up around noon. Tried eating a big breakfast, coz I haven't been eating alot lately. Then got ready to have to lunch at Yummy Buffet, with the whole family. Minus Kuya Chester because he had MC drills. After, the divas came home with us.. and I made a quick stop at Long's to buy a card for my mom. Criselle picked it out, then we bought some boardgames. As soon as we got home, I finished up my mom's gift. Clock hit 6, so we went to church. Leia's sucha brat man. As much as I love that little marshmellow, she throws the worst tantrums. After church, we all headed to my pad, so Kuya Christian could fix my laptop. Played some Deal or No Deal with the fam. Mama opened her gifts, she loved em. (: Now I'm here catchin up with Apple and Anne and complaining how these niggas hella know our weakspots. Ya'll suck.

Speaking of them boys, there's HIM. We're probably a combination of the two most complicated people on this planet. And it doesn't help when we both keep goin' at it, never getting anything fixed. I let my bitchside slide, this past week.. Suprisingly, right? We had another one of our depthful eye-opening talks about what we needa change. He asked me, "Why do you put up with my shit?" Trust me, I ask myself all the fucking time. I'm no push-over, but I'm passive only when I sense that he's had a reality check. Sometimes I do what I do, because I love him. I yell, bitch, nag, because if I don't, then who else will knock sense into him? But don't get me wrong, I know where to draw the line. I won't put up with, being taken for granted. That part of me, is long gone. You wanna be with me? Step up and show me that I have a reason to stay. Love me the right way, and cut the bullshit.

Kay now my main reason for this blog, MY MAMA. She's pretty much my at-home-superwoman. She deserves every ounce of appreciation in the world. She's always doin good thangs for others, before herself. That's where I learned it from. (: Despite how much we're more like sisters, she's had my back when no one else did. She believed in me, when my dad was telling me otherwise. Yeah I get mad, because she doesn't return my clothes, or she hogs the bathroom.. but we always manage to get back on the same page. When we fight, we FIGHT. Like no joke, we run our mouth til we run outta things to say. But it's simply fixed with a trip to the mall or getting our nails done. I'll rebel from time to time, but she knows I'm here when she needs me. Happy birthday Mama, I love you! K that's nough for today's blog.. Nyquil's kickin in. Goodnight!