Friday, December 30, 2011

Butts... Boobs... Blegh!

I love my family, especially my mom. We just talk and tease each other about our butt and boobs.

Me: Mama, I turned around and I only see the floor
Implying that I have no butt at all, but rather a blob of blegh

Mama: (Laughs) Well, you must have gotten the Zabedah (my late grandmother) "curse." (Points to my boobs).

Me: Well I guess. Maybe for you, when you look down front-wise, you see the floor.

(After some really loud laughing)

Me: Today, H threw something on my chest and it stayed there. You pulak?

Mama: Okay, let's see.

I grabbed my jacket and placed it on her chest. It fell down. Then, I placed it on my chest, and it stayed for awhile. Hehe.

Me: You see. Hahaha. But the sad part is that I can't wear many shirts/dresses. When we went to Bandung, I was so sad when I found my size, but I can't wear it because the chest line is so tiny.

Mama: Laughs.


So that's basically a snippet of my conversations with my mommy.

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