#1 Mule Aggrevation 101*

Assuming

So here's the stitch - my Asian mother sits unsuspecting in the food court devouring some well earned food from the morning of hectic shopping. She sits chatting away animatedly to an equally enthusiastic friend, simply enjoying the grandeur of the chewing gum pocked mall with its many dilapidated facets. The subject of their delightful daughter/niece arises and a new sense of hope engulfs them to surge on in their tete-a-tete.

Suddenly this happy scene is sullened by the appearance of a ruffian. Brutish in appearance and simple reeking of misfortune and ineptitude, he enquires after my mothers nationality to which she supplies. He then under no invitation prattles on about the wonders and beauties of mix-cultured children. ( To which I can stand as proof, of course *strokes hair*) Quite aware of her duty to remain calm and cordial, my mother endeavours to pursue the energy of the conversation, hoping for an opening to end the conversation, but alas, to no avail. The oddness of his behaviour seems to have no affect on his unashamed nature of communication. The scene quickly takes on an uncomfortable air with the request to bequest an Asian friend for the "gentlemen" in an attempt to manufacture a beautiful mix-cultured baby of his own.

It was then that the strings of cordiality were severed. With heavy scorn and reproach my mother sullied the man onwards with his tail between his legs. I add my great support in this action as what right does a random man have to request such a service?Do not mistake me for being angry, I am quite torn between hysterics and disbelief. I take great amusement in guessing the IQ of such a specimen whilst also chuckling at his severely altered sense of perception. And in conclusion: My apologises to those who assume that every Asian women runs a secret dating service from inside their jacket pocket, but whilst ignorance is bliss, assumation is pure idiocy.







* This will be the first of many entries in which I explore that which makes me aggrevated. Please look out for more 'Mule Aggrevation 101'

Introductions: Meet the Mule

Greetings good people of blogspot.com,

I thought it best to awkwardly and most imprudently introduce myself to your community.

• I'm 16 physically, 50 mentally.
• My absurd craziness is often mistaken for intelligence
• I'm Japanese (at heart) but really hail from the pearl of the ocean and the boot of Europe. (ha! have fun figuring that out.)
• There is a God
• I live in the burbs on the right side of the tracks
• Performing is a nice release, no matter how it may inflict others

Y'know what? I think it would be more entertaining to become acquainted with my many quirks:

1. I have to touch the poles when going up travelators
2. I read Mills & Boon and actually enjoy them
3. I often crack jokes and link things to either Twilight, Harry Potter or the Economy.
*see blog name
4. I can't swim (for more than 20 metres)
5. I spend most of my time talking to 'SamtheBear'
6. Vegemite is my comfort food
7. I talk really slowly, because I am often constructing another conversation in my mind
8. I have a strange liking of animal sounds. (MOO!)
9. I'm afraid of the dark
10. Debates excite me


Hopefully you've received a richer understanding about your soon to be favourite mule.
More to come soon!