Psycho Bucket (Slightly revealing their privates in public)

Im back to my own little soundboard again (my blog) for this is where i can choose to talk and talk and talk as much as i want, say things that nobody can contest nor contradict, this blog is my alter-ego, my most loyal friend, my fortress,my own little sanctuary, my own reality.

I had a date with my mom and her two female psycho-psychologist friends over a big spongebob bucket meal at kfc. They had their typical office talks as usual and i was actually scheduled for an evaluation sometime this summer, a psychiatric test, i just want to find out if something's wrong with me, a psychiatric disorder or whatever they call it. If i should take proper medication to sleep instead of suppressing unwanted emotions etc. stuff like that.

I was there "sabog" because i painted the largest painting ive ever attempted to paint in my 18 years of existence (its just a 2x3 metered canvas though^_^) but despite my awkward self, awkward looking face and fashion taste, mom's friends appreciated my features especially my eyes they view me positively and whispered their comments to me whenever they see women with good legs, in mini skirts, slightly revealing their privates in public. we call them backless and flawless but of course they meant that with sarcasm, theyre not insecure i cant blame them though for their comments. Even if i dont seem to look that good, they still preferred my weird conservative,slightly futuristic or should i say sometimes out of this world fashion statement. and thats probably the most comforting thing I've heard today.

They asked me what kind of food do i usually eat at home, i told them raw vegetables (salads), yogurt, meat,red rice,brown rice,wheat bread, pasta, wheat pasta etc. but once were out of groceries we resort to the noodle stucks at the cupboard, canned goods, hot dogs, and the like. I was aware that i was being observed, from the moment i began eating up to the time we stood up and left the table, but i didnt really mind, as long as im being natural, they still asked me questions, about school, my age etc. and also noticed the paint left on the sides of my nails, its my own symbolism of hardwork (laughs) Oh well after all im happy drinking my iced tea on a patrick star tumbler, i love talking to my mom's friends i find them really interesting, they both live a single life but very happy with whatever its is that they have and most importantly happy for who they are. After that small event, i realized that i wanna grow old like them ^_^