Big Mama

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Alias: Kisa, Hera, Hyena, Mommy, Kiani, etc
Age: 8 internet years

FOND: Cosplaying, Drawing, Music
DETEST: Pain (Physical/Emotional), Making decisions, ... wankers?

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Relation

Kiani is a closet pedo who is married to a a whiskey addict. With this dysfunctional relationship comes dysfunctional children - an evil, adopted daughter, who frequently goes on hormonal rampage and whose aftermath is taken care of by Maria the housemaid, and a gender-confused child who thinks she's a she but not 100% sure she's really a she. And they all live together in a twisted reality.

Oh joy.

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Criminal Record

September 2006
October 2006
November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
February 2007
March 2007
April 2007
June 2007
July 2007
November 2007
July 2008
August 2008
September 2008
October 2008
November 2008
December 2008
January 2009
February 2009
March 2009
April 2009
May 2009
June 2009
July 2009
August 2009
January 2010
November 2010

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Monday, March 09, 2009

Mood: Blank Blank
Listening to: The computer's fan

It's now 1am. 9th March.

.... *~*OFF DAY*~* MFYYYYYY! 8D

Still, I pretty much already have a plan today haha. Typical of me, to make myself busy on my free day lol.

In chronological order:
- Go jogging with mommy
- Go for health check
- Clear library fines
- Pay internet bill
- Shop for shoes/jacket (vvv not impt. sadly. orz)
- Work on katana
- Try to work my way around facebook. Again.
- Read 'The Tale of the Body Thief'


And then I'll complain that I'm tired and all that. I should really relax once in a while lol.

ALSO. I THINK I SMILE INSINCERELY. SRSLY. I glanced at the mirror at the till and noticed that the smile I usually give my customers look something like --> :]

Like, I would just thin my lips and slightly curve the corners of my mouth. And this look borders dangerously between a forced smile and a smirk. Which is quite beeyotch-y.

AND JUST NOW, on my way back home from work, something like, utterly shitty happened. There was this Indian lady behind me when I was going up the escalator and she called out to me. When I turned around, she asked me to carry her bag for her. SRSLY. NOT SHITTING YOU. I WAS SO STUNNED THAT I HELD ON TO THE BAG WITH A (0_0) -FACE. DO I LOOK LIKE YOUR PERSONAL MAID MA'AM? I have however, been mistaken as a Spotlight salesperson while wandering around there after work. orz Her sin however, was not making me into a servant of sorts, but she. Called. Me. AUNTIE. Like, FFFFF- you're ancient compared to me hag.

... I DON'T REALLY HAVE ANYTHING TO BLOG ABOUT. Also, dad came by the door and went all "I'll make it a black out if you don't go to sleep.". And we all know how Oda's word is law so fffff- going to sleep now ttylkthxbye.

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