Shows Mom a picture of SHINee from Lucifer to make a Taemin costume.

Mom: *points directly at Taemin without me saying anything* That's the Sissy-Mary one that you like.

Everytime I listen to Lucifer, I injure myself, no joke. Making dinner, I put my iPod on shuffle, and Lucifer happens to come on the moment my mom walks in the door.

Mom: I know this so- OH ! *runs into the kitchen* Are you dead?!

Again, I have what I call "Lucifer Syndrome"...Where everytime I listen to/ dance to Lucifer I injure myself. Dancing and my mom walks into the room, watching me. I hit my hand against a dresser.

Mom: You're doing the dance wrong.

11:30 at night after getting home from a dance competition. Parents are already asleep, I'm sitting on my computer, looking at allkpop articles. Mom comes back upstairs, completely awake.

Mom: You need to do something. Everywhere I go, everything I do...all I hear is SHINee.

Out to eat at a Chinese buffet, but we're waiting since the place is packed.

Mom: *leans over me and points towards the back of the restaurant* Hey, that guy looks like that short muscly one from SHINee. Go over and flirt with him.

Sitting in church, waiting for the service to start. A Filipinho family walks by, and the fairly young, cute son walks behind his family. Large glasses, dark eyes, fau-hawk hair. Passes by right in front of us.

Mom: *points* Look, another SHINee fan.

Showing Mom the dance to Block B's Freeze before I start learning it.

Me: I'm going to start learning this dance. It looks really hard.

Mom: No, don't do it, this dance . I like SHINee's dances better.

Showing Mom my Block B fanart.

Me: *pointing to my artwork of Zico* That's Zico, Mom. He's my favorite idol. I love him, but he loves Hello Kitty more.

Mom: Is he gay?

Going through some old stuff and discovering a few random Hello Kitty pieces that I quickly take and put back away.

Brother: What's with your sudden addiction with Hello Kitty?

Mom: Ohh! *jumping up and down with her hand raised* I know the answer to that!

XD As you can see, my mom is quite the closet Shawol. She's freaking hysterical. More to come as she spouts nonsense ♥ Aish, saranghae, Umma~ ♥