my mom told me that when i was young, i talk to my aunt alot, too much for her liking, but not excessively till it triggers her frustration.

i once told her 'mommy dont listen to me, she only listens to gorgor, that's why i like to talk to you'

and she proceed to explain (one hundred million excuses) why she dont listen to me.

because what i say always seem fictional and made-up
because im always saying nonsence that, dont make any sense.
im damn freaking AA (attract attention, it means)
and my brother is funny and a better storyteller than me, so he gets all the ears.

i grew up in a land of jealousy, and not-enough-attention environment.
that explains why i am so annoying right now.

if art havent got me the attention i wanted so much when i was young.

[like at 6, when im drawing men with moustaches on horses in sunset backdrops, with adults cooing on how adorable it is because my horse look like a camel or some wierd organism];

i wouldnt have found the right way to express myself.

so yay! im a normal kid now.