Do not try and stir shit up with me like what you’ve done to my family.

You don’t know who I am and what I’m capable of doing.

Don’t mess with me because I can throw double the shade you can serve.

Qing Gong has been a very lazy bear.

Mazzah dear has been asking some help from Qing Gong with some house chores. She doesn’t like doing anything. She just loves to sit down and lounge around, being sarcastic, obnoxious, cheesy and synthetic. 

Here are a few things our dear Qing Gong doesn’t like to do:

-Take care of her granddaughter

-Peel garlic

-Doing Laundry

-Fetching water

-Getting food for herself

-Looking for clothes for her other grandchildren

-Taking responsibilities

-Helping around the house

But I’m pretty sure she likes doing two things:

-Swim in tiles

-Ask for money from other people

It’s funny how she “loses her energy and abilities” when you ask her to help around but she quickly regains it when they say that they would swim in tiles. She would even lift a wrought iron chair or wake up from sleep. Isn’t it mysterious?

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Effed up Caesar was on his computer today, conversing with creatures of the other kind from another planet. He’s not on his own city, but what the heck! He talks loud as if he owns the place, very obnoxious DD. The conversation is composed of things that involve 4 million drachmas and more irrelevant stuff that is possible that he made up.

His effing noise woke everyone who’s asleep.

Better keep some things to yourself DD. You’re starting to look stupid-er than you are now. Way past the limit.

We just arrived here in Verona this morning and hadn’t had any decent amount of sleep since last night when we left Rome.

This morning, Sire Gluteus Maximus was trying to catch up on sleep and the others planned on having lunch by the stone meadow. As some people tried waking up Sire Maximus, no one was successful enough until he heard our dear Peran say:

“What the hell! Why is he taking so long?!”

With raging anger and annoyance, he went downstairs and asked Caesar who let go of those words. His Coward Highness said nothing, afraid that chaos might be unleashed at the wrong place… but it felt like the right time! 

Sire Gluteus wanted to point out that how come it’s okay for everybody to wait for Peran all the time like it’s an obligation while Peran never likes waiting for anybody?

Oh my Peran! You’ve found another enemy! Be careful DD!

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As Baby Shark and Poof face had to leave Peran’s prison, Poof face gave Peran a fake kiss on the cheek….she had to wash her mouth out with soap when they got home

Oh Caesar! You are way too funny….you got caught in one of your lies! HAHAHA He had told us last year that he had killed a dwarf with his hands but when Baby Shark asked him about it yesterday, he had no idea what she was talking about!!! Here is a transcript of what went down:

Baby Shark: Caesar! Isn’t it true that you killed a dwarf?

Caesar: (with a confused face) what?

Baby Shark: Didn’t you say that you killed a dwarf before?

Caesar: (still confused) Where did you hear that?

Baby Shark: From you!

Caesar: Oh yeah!

Baby Shark: How did you kill it?

Caesar: sek-ret (secret)

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Dear Peran,

I don’t care if you give me anything, but stop telling people that you actually do to make yourself look good. Stop telling Mizz Lourdes Aussie that you spoil me and give me money when you don’t. Stop telling people you’re going to give Baby Shark an allowance for school. I hate it when people like Sir Playboy Canada go “Oh….Poof face and Baby Shark must be so lucky to live near Peran” as if you pay for our education. The only things you give us are your leftover clothes before you leave for the Islands. Also, stop making it sound like my parents depend on you when God, my parents, you, my sister, and I all know that you depend on them. So stop talking shit about them….hmmm k? You’re a little ungrateful don’t you think?

My dad may not ever say anything to you, but if you do enough to piss me off, one of these days, all my thoughts about you will come out. I do not give a shit if you’re my aunt. If you want me to treat you like an aunt, actually act like one and stop treating your brothers and sisters, and nephews and nieces like servants. Stop acting like an immature brat when you don’t agree with something. Giving your nephew the silent treatment? Oh that’s really mature Peran!

My dad does everything you ask for and you have the nerve to yell at him when you feel like it? Come on, Peran…be real. My parents never ask you for anything and they don’t need anything from you. You’re the one who’s going to need something from them from the future. You are not God and you are not everything you say you are to other people so let’s stop being fake k?

Love,

Poof face

First sad entry…bring out the tissues!

When our poor little poof face was in kindargarten, she was forced to travel in exile with Madame Peran.

On the airplane, a traumatic event occurred, which affects Poof face to this day:

She woke up without knowing that Peran was using her body as a pillow. Her slight movements caused Peran to wake up and Poof face’s body was met with blows from Peran’s fist. Unable to fight back, Poof face cried herself to sleep.

Dictionary definitions:

Barren (adjective) = Please see the next term “Peran”

Peran (noun) = someone who will never hear the phrase “happy mother’s day!”

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