Sunday, February 13, 2011

freak true chicken

Ee..mereka membebel lagi!!





Omg! I’ve been thinking for ages why does every mother yell and every father talks sarcastically with their very cute innocent sons and lovely daughters. Dude, I was and am like each one of you who can stand no craps from the oldies anymore. You know sometimes.. when we kids call it enough, it is really enough.but the centre euu euu bullshot that I am working out here is that I see these annoying things as our parents need.i repeat, need!oh yes need.





1)   Parents are freak.





Why baby? After 19 years of scrolling money out of same lame clerking, got ass kicked by some jerks who called you bad, tight naps of loud cries you made each night, and you call us freak!!


Na mommy..its just that you guys are just freak. You are so afraid of loosing us mommy.oh yeah, oh yeah! You are so afraid of being so lonely that you accuse us of many things that we ourselves never thought of doing it(yet) so that we can accompany you every second you breath. And the worst part of it is, sorry, we figure that out. See, you are so freak that a little secret you kept had just revealed by this little pumpkin.





2)   Parents are chickens.





Parents are chicken cockoodockoo.. they are so chicken bakbakbak. Why baby? After a hard time finding you a better school to suit your nerdies,  13 hours of pushing an elephant out of my womb, a crazy talk with the troublemaker for a suitable name for it, and you call us chicken? Chill, mommy..it’s just that you are so chicken. You cannot live your life without us and have us blamed for every sighs you made. You got funked for your own sake of having a child and guess what? We had successfully figured it out too.





3)   Parents are so true..





Oh baby I love you. finally you got it right..sweety3.


Errr..mommy.i don’t think you got my point. What I mean is that.., you guys always think that you are the only one who knows what’s best for us. You think vegetable is holly and that’s all that matters. Somehow mommy, we still throw greenies up. They are so..so..um..green! yes mommy,  you are older than us-well, that’s why we call you mommy not jenny. But does it really make sense that older people make better decisions? About ironing clothes before class,yes, but how about that clothes-I mean..clothes that we can really wear.clothes that people at this era wear to be precise? Do you know any? See? That’s why we call you mommy, mommy.





Mom nagged yesterday, nags today, and is nagging the days forward because of needs! Needs! Nags needs nags needs nags need oh that rhyme.


It is our parents’ need to voice out and loud for every tiny things that seems to make their little potatoes’ life imperfect without even realizing that we are big now, big to make decision, to make choices, to give, to order, to simplify life equations, and balancing our daily diet. But what to do? What else can we do about it.. because we simply had lived with it. We live in nags. It is like living in a house, if we stay-we got bored, but if we step out-we got rained. Can you imagine living without father and mother and of course their nags? can we live? I mean, can we really be alive? NO! so children..,,and me, be very polite with your mama and papa and their nags right now because someday..we are all going to loose them..











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