Awesome Mom.

If there's a person I wouldn't look down on, it would be my mother. After all, she did do the single most awesome thing a person can do: giving birth to me.

She, for being the mother to me, has her own way of being awesome.

I'll try and make a list of her awesomeness. Though, being the Awesome One myself, I know that awesomeness can't be measured with a mere list of facts or numbers. Only an awesome person will know how awesome another awesome person is. Awesome ain't it?

Anyways, here goes:

Awesome Deed #1: Like previously mentioned, giving birth to me. Raising me up with unconditional Awesome and yeah, love.

Awesome Deed #2: Married a rich ass and successful man because she knows that awesome people don't need to earn anything they want (though she could if she wanted to) but are given anything they want.

Awesome Deed #3: Gives anything that I want. Because she can.

Awesome Deed #4: Bails me out from anything. Because she can.

Awesome Deed #5: Able to cook anything and makes it taste awesome. Because she can.*

Awesome Deed #6: Being awesome.

(*note: I am 100% sure that nobody else is better. No, not your mom for sure. Not anyone. No I don't need to prove it. I'm always right.)

There you go. A little bit about my mother. Maybe you think I'm writing all of this because she's my mother so of course I'll write nice things about her. That's where you're wrong. She's my mother and she's more awesome than any other mother. That's why she deserves it.

Oh. I just found out that I'm writing this the day after Mother's Day. Interesting. I don't actually remember This Day or That Day simply because it's just another day but people sure just want to try to make their unawesome lives more interesting so they name those days. But I'll make an exception for my mother. So starting from next year, no I'm still not going to remember Mother's Day but there'll be a day that I shall call Awesome Day. That's for my mother and I and whoever I feel worth to celebrate with. That is if I feel like celebrating. Awesome people don't celebrate.

We are the celebration.

I'm done.
Afan.