2001-12-17 || 3:26 p.m.

|| my mummy had a white lady afro in 1982. ||

me: 'ah mummy. remember when you used to stand in my doorway and say, 'get out of your room, jenny! get a life!'? i am so busy now. i feel like i am never at home.'

mummy: 'you were always hibernating. i was worried about you.'

me: 'see, i was a late bloomer. i've blossomed.'

mummy: 'you're weird. get your car fixed.'

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