Am I or not Mom's Girl

Sometimes, I think that it's impossible. Hahaha. Hmm...I wonder why am I laughing. Its a sadistic laugh, if you would care to know. (S.W., its like a tag game that never ends and i dont know what to make of it.)

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On a heavier note, I just watched Girls out Loud! Hahahaha. The last GLO video on youtube.com, of course. Thank you youtube!!!

Been thinking, (after watching Wendy and her mom) how much do I really know my mom, or how much does my mom knows me? Relatively little, I supposed. How much do you know a child who has moved out since she was 16 and is still living out on her world?

It's easy to say, "Hey, I moved out and my mom still knows me pretty well."

Whatever.

Truth is, I dont communicate...or even make an effort...I just live my life...and yes, I am a very lousy person/daughter (though I dont wanna admit it).

Why?

Simple. It's because I just never did! There are few types of personality out there. Mine can be considered, "The silent/private/everything confidential type".

Even before I was 16, communication between parents was restricted to ...
"Have you done your homework?"
"Yes."
"Any test?"
"No."
"Eaten already?"
"Yea."

Or...

"Mommy, I want..."
"No/Yes."

"I am going out tomorrow..."
"With who?"
"Friends."
"Who lah? Names."
"Friends."

After moving out...

"Have you eaten?"
"Yes."
"What did you eat?"
"Fish, meat, rice."

"What are you doing now?"
"Nothing."

"What do you do during weekends?"
"Nothing."

"Can you please tell me something?"
"Huh? Nothing."

The best part is...whatever I dont tell her...is traveled through the gossip line between my aunts and grandma....of course, I never knew what they say, but HECK! It doesnt matter to me. I am always in my room anyway or outside with some friend(s).

Of course, everything I tell my mom, is a white lie. Very simple, easy, effective and annoying. I dont tell her anything because she would want to know more, and like all parents who would want to know more and ask more, I get very quick tempered when questioned...especially questions that annoy me...like..."What did you eat?"

I tried to make an effort once...to communicate. I was 18. The first time leaving home and being surrounded by absolute strangers who speak only chinese or malay. Mother was worried, as usual. "Call me everyday," She said.

Me, being the filial daughter, obeyed. I called her unfailing every single night for approximately 2-4 weeks??? The questions again were mundane..."What did you eat?" Etc, etc, etc. Each night, I am confronted with the same question until one day...my friend said in chinese..."Eh, I know what you and your mom always talk about. Always what you eat wan."

I realized the stupidity of calling and since then, I stopped calling. It was a waste of money.

Up till now, I never called home. And I make excuses not to call home, because I didnt want to talk to them. They never called me either. I dont mind. In fact, I quite like it.

So now, five years after moving out...what does my mom or even my family knows about me?
Nothing. Nothing but a little girl, who once goes to school in the remote country called SP, who loves to read and eat xiao bai chai and cheesecakes and indulges herself in anything sweet. Who loves ice-skating and ... keeping silent.

I wonder if all the information is enough to withstand the ravages of time.