While everyone in Myanmar was pretty much excited to be a part of the epic voting spree for the first ever election for like forever, I was pretty much depressed at the fact that I was not out yanking free slurpees out of any 7 11 shops. Two years ago, I managed to get four slurpees out of four 7 11 shops in Sydney. One in Randwick, one opposite the Hyde Park, one on Oxford Street and one in Bondi. I was even more bummed at how others managed to forget that the 7th of November is the only time in countries that have 7 11 for free slurpees!!! Oh, and only Randwick had this gooseberry flavor back then.
Every Sundays when my mom and sis were around used to be spent at mom’s mom’s house. So, an afternoon of being around my grandparents from my mom’s side have always been part of my weekly schedule. It’s died since mom and sis left. I was trying to get a hold of KC today to work on a song I’ve written for KB. Ok, KB is a friend of mine who I did a duet with for my forth album and who ended up becoming the girlfriend of DoubleA’s cousin, who’s also my friend, MT. KC, on the other hand, is the dude I’ve worked with for this album. Also the husband of my favorite cousin and a genius with music, he has somewhat become a little musician brother of mine.
KC and his wife were at grandma’s house and we ended up staying there for a while. As usual, we sat around the mattress and played 13 cards poker, which I like to call ‘very cheap’. Some of our relatives do not really like us gambling, even though it just consists of a few thousands circulated around us. So I came up with a code name ‘very cheap’, which was one of my favorite phrases whenever I win big. I could see how happy my grandmother was to see us despite the fact that she had this bitchy tone when she first saw me lurking out of nowhere after being absent from her for months. So, I guess this is what being old is, huh? You become really needy but a simple gesture of acceptance makes them sleep well at night.
I guess despite the fact that I hate to ask my grandparents (from both sides) to stop asking me to repeat three times for a phrase and pretty pissed off when they asked stupid questions like ‘have you eaten lunch?’ at 4pm, it doesn’t really hurt to make them smile by being patient and nodding your head to the insanity that they once witnessed when you were a kid.
There’s nothing curious about the Benjamin button’s case. We always go back to the baby in us once we reach a certain age where our cells hit their ability spans and each of us, as a grown man and woman, seem to encounter the curiosity and the doubt of a 5 years old. I would like to encourage those who’s reading now to realize that it’s better to empathize the life of your old and aged parents before you become them and start to forget what time your grandkids have lunch or dinner in the future.
Every Sundays when my mom and sis were around used to be spent at mom’s mom’s house. So, an afternoon of being around my grandparents from my mom’s side have always been part of my weekly schedule. It’s died since mom and sis left. I was trying to get a hold of KC today to work on a song I’ve written for KB. Ok, KB is a friend of mine who I did a duet with for my forth album and who ended up becoming the girlfriend of DoubleA’s cousin, who’s also my friend, MT. KC, on the other hand, is the dude I’ve worked with for this album. Also the husband of my favorite cousin and a genius with music, he has somewhat become a little musician brother of mine.
KC and his wife were at grandma’s house and we ended up staying there for a while. As usual, we sat around the mattress and played 13 cards poker, which I like to call ‘very cheap’. Some of our relatives do not really like us gambling, even though it just consists of a few thousands circulated around us. So I came up with a code name ‘very cheap’, which was one of my favorite phrases whenever I win big. I could see how happy my grandmother was to see us despite the fact that she had this bitchy tone when she first saw me lurking out of nowhere after being absent from her for months. So, I guess this is what being old is, huh? You become really needy but a simple gesture of acceptance makes them sleep well at night.
I guess despite the fact that I hate to ask my grandparents (from both sides) to stop asking me to repeat three times for a phrase and pretty pissed off when they asked stupid questions like ‘have you eaten lunch?’ at 4pm, it doesn’t really hurt to make them smile by being patient and nodding your head to the insanity that they once witnessed when you were a kid.
There’s nothing curious about the Benjamin button’s case. We always go back to the baby in us once we reach a certain age where our cells hit their ability spans and each of us, as a grown man and woman, seem to encounter the curiosity and the doubt of a 5 years old. I would like to encourage those who’s reading now to realize that it’s better to empathize the life of your old and aged parents before you become them and start to forget what time your grandkids have lunch or dinner in the future.
Listening to: Example – Kickstarts
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