Blog 2 - Inception

So, a new day is here and so are new memorable moments.

I was woken up by my cousin in the evening, around 5 pm (what? I was tired). I mumbled something, got up, and took a shower. Then I went up to the living room, where I was surprised with a few of my mom's visitors. There were two kids and her friend. Well, when I first came up, one of the kids just pointed at me and said "Look at that" (I didn't know what that meant, but I thought I looked presentable enough). I gave them a half grin and narrowed my eyes. I think they got the point, since they just turned away after.

I walked into the kitchen, grabbed a drink and went on to listening to my mom's conversation with her friend. I can't say that I eavesdropped--okay maybe, but you can't blame me. They were right there in front of me. I'd say that I was just... getting involved passively. They were talking about pigeons.

You see, we have a bad pigeon infestation by the pillars above the front door of our house. A pair of pigeons live in this little nook above the door all year round. And, as all animals, pigeons need to go to the toilet. It's pretty disgusting, if I do say so myself. You can't walk out the door without seeing a mound of feces by your feet (and yes, we do clean it up often--not me though, can't catch me doing that. I don't have the stomach). We tried to get rid of the pigeons, but, there's always others who disagree strongly.

It's an old Chinese saying, that if you have pigeons living by your house or on it, then you will be prosperous and wealthy. I don't know where they got the idea. The only thing we seem to get in excess is pigeon dung. This does remind me of a time my older sister had a pair of pigeons. I remember fondly that one of them, named Yang, used my younger sister as a "toilet." That was loads of disturbing fun.

Anyways, I went downstairs to change (or rather, I was dragged). My younger sister tried to pick out clothes for me, saying that I was too "dark," but I ended up wearing whatever I wanted anyways. I went outside and saw them by my whiteboard. My whiteboard used to be all shiny and pure, but now it was just messed up with scribbles and random phalluses--if you don't know what this means, it's the "under there" of a guy. Perverted teens these days. I guess drawing that stuff must be a turn on. I remember a kid in my high school who drew one on his binder and got suspended. Guess the teachers must be really out of the times (insert face palm here ). Luckily, I was able to disguise one of them as a face. My cousin made the other into an elephant. Art. There's nothing quite like it.

We went to watch Inception in the theaters after that. I have to say that I liked it a lot. If you haven't watched it, you should. My younger sister liked it as well, even if she claimed that she didn't understand half of it. She did find Arthur in the movie "hot." But oh, boy. Don't look at the wikipedia picture of him. Whoever took that picture should really keep such photos for his own personal dirty use--if you know what I mean. But if you're interested, here it is:





When my mom came to pick us up, we were all pleasantly (maybe) surprised that my older sister was there.

"Why the hell are you here?"

"Why not?!"

Oh yes, we love her to death. Anyways, we went home while singing along to Billionaire. Finally, when we reached home, I had a bunch of Asian food (of course!). Then we all went down to the basement. They read my old blog (my younger sister did) and she was squeezing my neck --nonthreatening of course. They took my white board and began drawing on it. I didn't know what, but let's just say that I pretty much have a good idea of what is going to be on it. My cousin and my sisters went into my room, apparently to "tell stories," but I would probably think that they're all crunking, or giggling like little doofuses while wearing Hannah Montana wigs and looking like:

I have to admit, though, that my male cousin can do the body wave like a convulsing monkey with lipstick. No, I was just joking. He is rather good though. I am sure he practices a lot for the day he can wow all of the girls in the club. And, yes, I have to admit also that he can do it better than any woman. I, myself, look more like a pig with a stick shoved up her butt when I attempt to dance. After the first time I tried, I decided never to do so again.

And if you're wondering, I finally did get a look at the whiteboard. It was nothing like I had expected.





This is not what you think it is:



This is definitely not what you think it is. It is a subway with two tomatoes, apparently:



A.. bug?:



Will refuse to say what this means:




If you're wondering what the text reads:

Red - My older sister
Grey - My younger sister
Blue - My cousin

From my younger sister:

Chloe a.k.a Cholo
- Even though you can be a pain in the asshole sometimes... you can also be chill too, bcuz you buy me candy and do things for me that's stupid megan ( who replied: shut the f--k up, I buy you sh*t too...) can't :). You are my smart, angry, hermit,scary, cool older sister & chyeah. Don't be so shy and spread the <3.

From my older sister:

Hi Second baby sister! My lovely, beautiful, sister :) I lave you w/ all my heart even though you're annoying as f--k. Jk... >:) (not really) But srsly, even though we have our days when we want to rip our heads apart you're the bestest sister I can ever ask for. Yes, you're a strong person and I admire that a lot.
-Love your Jai Jai

From my cousin:

Dear second oldest cousin. F--k that, I'm using caps b/c it's huge like my dinosaur sized 8=D. You know, subway meal with two tomatoes, sicko. Tired of being alone? Sick of being single? I think you need you a girl, just make sure she's SNSD material aka goddess tier.
-From Goh Goh