It’s a bit of a mystery when one can find so much passion in things they do. Some friends of mine are comedic actors who cannot go to sleep if they do not say at least five witty cracks to their surroundings each day, sans the repertoires. My boyfriend of seven months has this HUGE obsession with his dining table as something that we could get jiggy on. My mom used to collect things. I could relate to that since I used to collect invitation cards or just postcards in general until I could not find a proper place to put them in and I knew that by the time I found a place to put them in, they would be too scattered to make heads or tails out of what or which. My mom collected empty tins, cutleries and empty packages. Anything nice and cute, she would ask the owner to not trash the empty container after use and that she would be the new proud owner of that empty ‘whatever’.
Now, her new obsession is this panda channel. I am sure this is not the first time I’ve mentioned on my blog about this Thai channel she subscribed to, from all the other cable channels that she could get. So, there was this panda couple from China (yes a REAL panda), borrowed into Thailand zoo, and they gave birth to this little panda girl and since then, Thai media has gone haywire! Cable TV station made a channel for this panda, which resembles Big Brother but just that it consists of three characters of the same color and patterns and brains of bigger sizes, compared to those retards on Big Brother.
So, I did check it out last night and at 11pm, it showed Mama Panda sleeping and might I add, ways panda sleep is so weird. It’s worse than a whore who hasn’t had orgasm for ages, legs spread and head leaned back. So, 11pm, Mama Panda was sleeping on her back with her legs high in the air. The rest of the 11pm was just her lying down until around 11:45 pm that she start to change position.
Since my sister and I went out to have junk food and chill and left mom at home on her own, when we came back, she was a bit too busy to converse with her own son and daughter. Instead, she sat there watching the Mama Panda and her ever-slow kamasutra voyeuristic images of sleeping positions.
I finally gave my sister a present for her birthday. I got her a tattoo. Now, I’m sure most of you are going to judge me. What kind of a brother are you? Well, I just thought this would be an indicator of strength and confidence. And a bit of stereotype. She was there on her own while the tattoo artist drew on her back. She gained confidence knowing things are often exaggerated and don’t really hurt as much. Also, she has stopped stereotyping tattoo shops as intimidating and scary. I can relate to that but it’s not cool to judge the taste of an ice cream by its color. On the other hand, I’m just glad I got to financially support my mom, with a bit of a help from Booman. I know. This is something I should not blog about but seriously I do want the whole world to know that my mom is NOT a bad person and Booman does trust me and love me.
I hate to think it’s because of him helping me out with this issue that I love him more but I had to go into the bathroom and cry my ass off at how much trust this man has in me. It’s been a while since I was this much appreciated from a non family member, well, soon to be one though.
Now, her new obsession is this panda channel. I am sure this is not the first time I’ve mentioned on my blog about this Thai channel she subscribed to, from all the other cable channels that she could get. So, there was this panda couple from China (yes a REAL panda), borrowed into Thailand zoo, and they gave birth to this little panda girl and since then, Thai media has gone haywire! Cable TV station made a channel for this panda, which resembles Big Brother but just that it consists of three characters of the same color and patterns and brains of bigger sizes, compared to those retards on Big Brother.
So, I did check it out last night and at 11pm, it showed Mama Panda sleeping and might I add, ways panda sleep is so weird. It’s worse than a whore who hasn’t had orgasm for ages, legs spread and head leaned back. So, 11pm, Mama Panda was sleeping on her back with her legs high in the air. The rest of the 11pm was just her lying down until around 11:45 pm that she start to change position.
Since my sister and I went out to have junk food and chill and left mom at home on her own, when we came back, she was a bit too busy to converse with her own son and daughter. Instead, she sat there watching the Mama Panda and her ever-slow kamasutra voyeuristic images of sleeping positions.
I finally gave my sister a present for her birthday. I got her a tattoo. Now, I’m sure most of you are going to judge me. What kind of a brother are you? Well, I just thought this would be an indicator of strength and confidence. And a bit of stereotype. She was there on her own while the tattoo artist drew on her back. She gained confidence knowing things are often exaggerated and don’t really hurt as much. Also, she has stopped stereotyping tattoo shops as intimidating and scary. I can relate to that but it’s not cool to judge the taste of an ice cream by its color. On the other hand, I’m just glad I got to financially support my mom, with a bit of a help from Booman. I know. This is something I should not blog about but seriously I do want the whole world to know that my mom is NOT a bad person and Booman does trust me and love me.
I hate to think it’s because of him helping me out with this issue that I love him more but I had to go into the bathroom and cry my ass off at how much trust this man has in me. It’s been a while since I was this much appreciated from a non family member, well, soon to be one though.
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