Overheard

So its 11.54pm and i felt the need to write this down.

So about 5 minutes ago, my mum and my sister were having a little fight (well, technically our "little" fights are usually very big). My sister wants to professionally compete in Muay Thai fights. And like the concerning parents, my parents are they obviously were shocked and due to that shock they reflexed by saying "no". And like the defensive and independant woman my sister is, she fought back, saying its her body that's going to be bruised and ultimately it's her choice. In these kind of situations i tend to stay back, in this case i could barely hear anything, as i was listening to Mariah Carey and Luther Vandross - Endless Love.

I know that if i ever defended my sister my parents would most probably either, a) disown me or b) kick me out of the house or c) send me into a state of utter despair, humiliation and depression. First off, i think she is ready for it. Anyone who has seen my sister train would understand what i mean. Sure it's not the same just punching a bag continuously, every now and then throwing in a dodge or a block. But she knows what she's doing. She practises on me =S. I'm not going to go on about religion and say that your body is a temple therefore you must treasure it and take good care of it. I do believe in that, to some degree. Your body is a temple, but if you want to maybe alter the decorations a bit, add some carpet, hang some ornaments, paint the walls, its your decision, seeing as it is your temple. So yeah, if my parentals ever asked me if i think its a good idea to let me sister fight, i'd say, why not.

On the other hand, i understand completely what my parents are on about. Their oldest daughter, the "successful" one in their eyes, the independant one, the "responsible" one, prancing around in a ring throwing punches, kickes, dodging, getting smashed in the face, potentially suffering from internal bleeding and maybe a fracture here and there; it obviously isn't a picture any parent would want to envision. I feel the same way, although i would love to see my older sister beat the shit out of some random girl i'd probably have some sort of fit or faint if she ever got extremely hurt. Any bet, when i have kids (if i ever do!) and they ask me if they can fight, i'd probably say the same thing that my parents did to my sister.

They may not understand now that she has great potential, but sooner or later they'll come around. Every parent gives in to their children's needs and demands, its inevitable. For example, a 6 year old boy is in Big W with his mother and they just randomly stumbled upon the latest Ben 10 "action figure"/doll. The little boy grabs the toy and runs to catch up with his mother who just so happens to be browsing around in the "undergarments/lingerie" section. The boy pleads and begs to his mother to buy it for him. She says no, and instructs her son to put it back where he found it. But like the stubborn and excited little boy he is, he must have it, therefore he starts to describe why he must have the toy.

"But mum it glows in the dark! So i'll be able to play with it in the dark and my best friend Pete has one."

But ofcourse mother says no once more, but this time she grabs the toy and places it in a nearby trolley and grabs her son. The little boy is crying, making the biggest scene in the store. The mother obviously doesn't want people to think she's a bad mother and she hates feeling guilty. They get home, boy is gasping for air after his little tantrum in the store and sitting on his bed is the new doll that his mother called her husband to get whilst on his way home. Its human nature.

Cesar's birthday =)

It's late, but i havent had the time to write anything about my "interesting" life. So i shall begin again today.

Last Saturday couple of mates and I went to celebrate one of my closest friends birthday, CESAR COMISSI. Yeah, just an awesome night with my friends, being a rebel without a cause. Pretty much it was Blacktown station, Granville Station, Town Hall, Chinese Laundry, Maccas, Bar 333, Chinese Laundry, Maccas, Karaoke ;), Maccas, KFC and home.

There was other stuff on the way like the random monkeys and rat/bear whatever the fuck it was. And us bitching in front of the Lindt Store about life and the "others", and like the Asians we are (even though Cesar is technically not Asian), lots of photos on the way, cause thats how we roll =D. And this time, no creepy guys tried to hit on me. YES! But a creepy dude tried to hit on Christina and Charmaine, lets just call him "Leslie" after Lesbain =).

Then last Friday was our little "soiree". Beef hearts and fish .. yummy, seriously I'm not joking here. You have to set aside the fact that it's beef heart and just eat it, I'm just thankful it wasn't guinea pigs, no offence Cesar =P.

Then there was Mat's birthday. I bought him fish =). I name the white one Ma-Ti after the "Heart" planeteer, who lacks any special powers, just the ability to continually get captured and talk to animals. Unfortunately, it died before i actually gave it to him. Poor thing, it had like a Nemo style fin, except it was the Caudal fin not the Pectoral fin =(. For you non-animal scientists Caudal fin is the massive fin at the back, and Pectoral fin is the ones on the side, the deformed one that Nemo has. Man i love throwing these words around.