Appreciation.... and Depreciation

I'm not exactly sure why but every time I do something my mum seems to oppose. That is, like, almost every time.

I showed her a poem I wrote once describing a piece of art I made, and the first thing she did was ask what a specific word meant, thinking such word didn't exist. I proved her wrong so she shut up. And then the next comment I heard was: "I have no idea what you are writing... how do colors dance?" That completely pissed me off that I nearly had to send her out of my room.

My usual practice is to look for "constructive criticism" or "appreciations". Her comment was neither of those which completed pissed me off. I resort to using that word.

But it does piss me off. Not only that. One night I was practicing piano even though I hate doing so so much. I practiced for around 45 minutes and just as I was closing the piano's cover, I hear the comment I hear every time I practice piano with my mum's presence:

"Is that it?"

Yes, it is.

I mean, shouldn't you be glad that I actually did practice? Comparing to what I usually do (i.e. not practice, or not even touch the piano), it is a really big improvement. And, to be honest, I am happy with the progress. Well, until that comment.

And usually mum would request that I read books daily. Now I don't usually do it, and I admit I have a phobia of going to a library due to an experience I had in G1, so I seldom borrow books unless deemed necessary. What I usually do is to read on the forums or websites like insidesocialgames.com as they cover topics I am interested and... it's reading after all.

I'm not exactly sure why but she is just not happy with it. I do explain and demonstrate to her about online reading and she said that those authors don't use as professional vocabulary as authors of books do. Now I have no idea why this is the case, because, after all, it's still words.

So I tried to accept her argument and read books. Fine enough she asked me if I had read books I told her yes I did. She then asked which language I read. I told her English, as I do prefer English to Chinese even since Kindergarten. (Otherwise obviously I would've written this whole blog in Chinese)

She went on saying how Chinese books benefit me more than English books do. Well I don't really enjoy reading Chinese books as the topics don't cover what I like. And as mentioned above I prefer insidesocialgames.com or other website that cover online gaming categories, and so far I haven't heard of any Chinese websites covering such topic. The largest Facebook app developer in Chinese is 6waves, which ranks around 5-6 on the lists. So undoubtedly there aren't too much topics to cover.

And she suggested reading the newspaper. I did. Well for some reason she still isn't happy simply because I'm not reading the whole newspaper. And, I mean, I don't want to read over what happened in the Phillippines 2 weeks ago over and over and over for weeks because that is just heart-breaking.

She does the same with my cousin, whose business she gets involved in all the time.

Last night when we were having dinner she was having a lecture with my cousin when I was sitting opposite to him. I kinda of giggled to him and did the I-know-how-it-feels-and-it-is-annoying laugh. Of course mum didn't understand the Teen Language and of course I wouldn't be bothered to explain anyway.

So yea this is what I wrote when I should have been practicing piano. For some reason playing the piano at night juts reminds me of what happened and I banged the piano so hard and I didn't want to play anymore and decided to sit back in front of the computer and write something.