Start of art therapy classes. Sounds fun? Damn it is.
So we learn the form communication behind a person's art. We share. We discover.
Not a bad way to spend my holidays. I hope to understand my siblings drawings in depth. And of course, the children around me.
My toddler brother has an imaginary friend. His imaginary friend doesn't do his job well. Everytime i come home. Or am at home. My toddler brother demands my attention, everwhere i go he follows. Even when i need to pee or shower he will stand infront of the bathroom door banging on it. Asking "Finish showering?" etc.
And he just rejected his mother. For me. OK. That is bad.
Jazli's imaginary friend. You better come out and play with my toddler brother! Or i'll create an imaginary friend who will be your worst nightmare.
Ok no. Just come out and keep talking and talking and talking to my brother please.
Cause i cannot wait for him to sleep (which at 11pm cause the step mother thinks her fillipino shows are more important than her children's routine bedtime) to shower.
And one more thing. I choose art therapy over paint ball. PAINT BALL. the best damn game i ever played.
What is wrong with you Far'ain. You should be in camp, playing paint ball, laughing your ass off with your gang.