holy anansi

My mom called. She said in this 'im-dissapointed-in-you-why-cant-you-be-more-ladylike-oh-the-horror-people-knows-my-daughter-curses-do-it-again-and-ill-kill-you' sort of voice,

'Someone's mak told me you've been using bad words in Facebook. Don't do it again.'


mak. someone's mak.
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I wonder what that someone's mak would tell my mom if she finds out about my blog.

Hi aunty. i appreciate whatever concern you have for anak-anak dr kamil+dr aishah but this is too much for me. i have a dam around me. and having an unknown makcik from somewhere ramming the dam with facebook is too scary. so if you please,









BUTT OFF.
thank you.

i don't think it's in your (deluded old pot) place to go running to my mother, ratting me out. my mother's dissatisfaction towards my lifestyle should not be aided by some random stranger.






(Of course this would be even more impressive if I hadn't remove the website link in my Facebook profile 10 minutes ago but meh I'm more scared of my mom than I care about looking cool. God likes being on her side. You can see why though, so yeah.)


I can't believe my mom is still under the impression that I'm ladylike/innocent/still 7 years old. But then again, what mom wants to believe that her 18 year old daughter is a nutcase. I should tell her before some 70 year old crackpot does it for me.

But I was yelling in the phone "MAK SAPA?!! TELL ME!! *roars* MAK SAPAAAAAAA??!!! @&$%#&#^&@*^**!!" so I assume she's not completely clueless.