Just Appreciate

They always blame me for running late in any occasion. It's not my fault that I couldn't pick just the right top to match my black, skin tight jeans. Leather boots, rubber shoes, or sneakers? Perfume wise, Victoria's Secret Bombshell or One by Calvin Klein? Which bag do I use today?
"We're going to be late! What's taking you so long, Kate? You've been in there for hours!!"
"Seriously? I thought we'd be leaving an hour later! I'll be down really soon, just wait!"
Okay, I don't have enough time, I'll just wear this maroon top from Old Navy, and the boots. It sucks not having time to rummage through my cabinet, match this with that, and rate my appearance through the mirror for around 3 to 5 times. But set the mishaps aside, we're going to the mall and that is always an excuse to go shopping for more decent clothing.
My family and I would arrive in the mall almost an hour later than as planned. Hear mass, eat lunch in a Chinese restaurant, do the groceries, run some more errands, and.. "Oh hey! There's a half price sale in River Island and a 65% discount for selected items in Bershka and Topshop!"

"Kate, wait! Where are you going? We have to leave soon to visit your cousins in Antipolo!"
"Uhm, I was just going to the Mega Fashion Hall to check some shops out, and maybe buy a better top for the party later... If that's cool with you guys."
"Anak, masyado ka nang magastos. Your outfit is totally fine! You don't need to go shopping right now. Kaartehan na lang yan. I promise I'll go with you next weekend, the sale's not over by then. Okay?"
"Eeehhhhhh, please, isa lang ma, promise!"
"Kate, no. Not now, we are leaving and that's final. Stop being so hard headed, I'm telling you, your entire outfit is PERFECTLY fine. Let's go."
We get in our car and my grandmother starts comforting me and of course, I activate that sassy teenage-girl mode on and shut everyone out by putting earphones on and blasting the music volume. As we get to the party, I completely dropped the issue of the undesirable article of clothing I had on because of the absolute fun I had from bonding with my cousins. We took pictures with the family and I tell myself "Hey, your clothes really aren't that bad! You're lookin' pretty damn fine."

Being a teenager requires such hard work. You only start to notice every single error in everything and start to get conscious from head to toe at pubescence. But at the end of the day, mother knows best. I've learned that too much of the things that we already have enough of is wrong and unjust to the more unfortunate souls out there. Need and want are two very different concepts and now, I finally get to balance my expenses and enhance my monetary efficiency, simply by appreciating my possessions.

-Mellow Rives_NE1