Sometimes, I actually wonder if my mom lives in the 1980s. Seriously. Like today.

 

I was just casually asking her for extra money to buy a new pair of beat audio earphones. HEY! I’m so broke, my clothes are from my mom! I don’t even get to buy clothes from Forever 21 or whatever.

 

Getting a new pair of earphones is a one way ticket to the most popular group in Cheonsa High School. The ‘Mandy Maniacs’. Which I personally think is the WORST group name you could’ve every thought of but better than my LBA… ;(

 

Besides, last year, I was the ONLY student in the whole school without new earphones. I’ll just let it go if it was an iPhone ear phone, which I obviously don’t have because my crappy phone is BlackBerry. But do you know what type of earphones are mine? Here, take a good look.

I know. Freaking antique right? OMG. Like, seriously.

 

And then my mom went on her daily ramble of how earphones could damage my brain cells and my brain would be working real slow and I can’t actually perform my daily duties well and I will fail all classes blah. Blah. Blah. It’s so freaking funny. She made my day. Haha.

 

Anyways, I couldn’t take the pitiful looks of then nerds who tried to like... brain wash me to join their team. OMG. So, I got the numbers by actually… OMG, it’s so embarrassing to even say this to you dairy… When it was lunch, I actually… crept around to peep at other people’s numbers.. I even checked the class list once, from the teacher’s table. DON’T JUDGE ME. >.<   Like, I know, I’m such a dork.

 

So, back to topic, I sent messages to like my whole class and some of ‘Mandy’s Maniacs’ about my new earphones and we could share the happiness by listening to music together. [I know, WTF right?] Even though what I was really going to show them, was enough to make me wear a mask to school.

 

It was going to be just a few minutes before my social life will start heating up! I just stood casually in front of my locker pretending to take my stuff, than, there were three ‘Mandy’s Maniacs’ walking down the hall and stopped in front of me. They were like

 

“Hey honey~ We heard from the other girls about you have a new beat audio earphones? Could you let us listen to songs using it?”

Their  voices were so high-pitched it made me want to puke. But since they asked me if I wanted to join them at table 1 for lunch, I immediately said yes! MY PLAN WAS WORKING! OMG. I’m not going to be a freaking dork ANYMORE! Mwahahahahahaha! I may even enjoy the place! [Which I wasn’t really thinking I could just a few minutes ago.]

 

“Erm… Aren’t you going to take it out?”one of the girls said.

 

I was pretty sure they won’t like it if I show it to them so I lied that I didn’t bring them. Just right then, I noticed that I actually didn’t close my locker.. Oh NO! I thought as one of the girls was like,

 

“Hey! Your locker isn’t closed. Let me see what you have inside ok honey?”

 

Once she opened my ‘glorious’ locker, she froze. Eyes as large and saucers. She motioned the other two girls forward to look at what I have. After 5 seconds, they were running down the hall.

 

“SELL IT! OMG! MAKE IT DISAPPEAR! OMG! HOW OLD IS IT? OMG!”

 

I think that means they DON’T want to me to join them… There goes my chance… *Sighs*

 

So, lesson learnt. NEVER go ANYWHERE besides your home with earphones 20 YEARS OLD. Yes, it’s a freaking antique. It was passed from my grandpa who was in a ‘rock band’ years ago, then to my dad, then to my uncle [who has terrible acne. OMG.] then to me. So sometimes, I actually worry if I will have acne.. From my uncle so I always clean like a billion times with alcohol s pads. I don’t think acne is contagious.. Unless it is.. Then.. I don’t know. I’m clueless. ;(

 

Back to topic… My mom was just doing her daily mouth exercise and blah blah blah. Then, after a few minutes, she was like

 

“Sooyon, I know the whole new school thing is definitely creeping you out.. You’ve just entered high school and you’re a freshman and whatever but.. guess what, I have a present for you! It’s for you to relieve stress!”

 

After her long long long preach, she handed me a book. An empty book.

 

IS THIS THE REALITY I WANTED?

 

Did my mom just give me an empty book? OMG. Is she seriously serious? Is she brain dead? Does she live in the 1980s? Yes, that has just proven my mom DOES live in the 1980s having naive thoughts... ARGHH!