being a mom, mr. wombat, and fellow vehicle license holders.
so, they're gone. my parents left this morning for some wanna-be grand canyon place i never even knew existed. my mom will probably sleep the whole bus ride, and my dad will probably lose some many hundred bucks at the slot machine. im sad. oh, so many things to do, yet so little precious time. total freedom sometimes equals total agony.
i do say this a lot, but only because it's so very true. some korean people are mad crazy. i dropped my parents off at the tour bus place around seven in the morning for a bus that left at eight thirty and already there's bunches and bunches and bunches of people waiting around with coffee in hand for that, you know, "good seat" for the bus ride. i tell you, these people sometimes makes me laugh.
and then ... i come home and the first thing i say to my brother is " are you hungry? did you eat? want me to make you something..?" urgh. he calls me "such a mom" yea yea. i admit it. but not willingly. this weekend, it's going to be andres the "13-year-old-teenage-hormone" versus monica the "such-a-mom"
changing subjects. i want a dog! i thought i wanted a snake, but the people at the discovery channel convinced me. i mean, if they can kill/swallow/digest a whole rabbit in its wholeness ... well, enough said. so, if i ever get a pet, i will name her mr. wombat. where did i get that? mr. wombat. i have no freakin idea. tell me if you think you know.
and wow. can you say wow? it's the longest freakin lj entry in my life. i will have to go do my homework. tons of tons of homework. and if anyone is bored because they have ONE MORE MONTH OF SUMMER VACATION i can gladly give you some readings or papers, or you know. fun stuff. haha.
i do say this a lot, but only because it's so very true. some korean people are mad crazy. i dropped my parents off at the tour bus place around seven in the morning for a bus that left at eight thirty and already there's bunches and bunches and bunches of people waiting around with coffee in hand for that, you know, "good seat" for the bus ride. i tell you, these people sometimes makes me laugh.
and then ... i come home and the first thing i say to my brother is " are you hungry? did you eat? want me to make you something..?" urgh. he calls me "such a mom" yea yea. i admit it. but not willingly. this weekend, it's going to be andres the "13-year-old-teenage-hormone" versus monica the "such-a-mom"
changing subjects. i want a dog! i thought i wanted a snake, but the people at the discovery channel convinced me. i mean, if they can kill/swallow/digest a whole rabbit in its wholeness ... well, enough said. so, if i ever get a pet, i will name her mr. wombat. where did i get that? mr. wombat. i have no freakin idea. tell me if you think you know.
and wow. can you say wow? it's the longest freakin lj entry in my life. i will have to go do my homework. tons of tons of homework. and if anyone is bored because they have ONE MORE MONTH OF SUMMER VACATION i can gladly give you some readings or papers, or you know. fun stuff. haha.