Snippet of a Conversation with My Mama

*2AM, Manila time*

Mama: Why did you call nga?
Me: I told you, I can't sleep.
Mama: There’s something you need to tell me, no?
Me: (la di da for two hours)…
Me: Kasi Mama, there’s this guy, okay?
Mama: Hmm, told you.
Me: I really like him. But I don’t know if he likes me.
Mama: Why's that?
Me: He told me he really likes me. And I was shocked beyond belief and told him I thought it was nothing.
Mama: Did you actually think there'd be fireworks?
Me: Nope, I really, honestly thought it wasn't anything more than I don't know? Friendship?
Mama: You didn’t expect him to stay around asking you on dates for two years now just for nothing, did you?
Me: Isn't there supposed to be something else? Like a candle-lit dinner with an orchestra, theatrics of some sort? Crying? Getting down on one knee? Flowers?

Mama: Anak, hindi ka na high school.

My Mama.
FTW.