Wednesday, February 5, 2014

Hi

Hi, my name is Kimmie and if you have heard of me before, it would mean that my mistress was comfortable enough around you to tell you that she had given me a name or my scatter-brained mistress accidentally let my name slip while in a conversation. It doesn’t matter. Either way, hi!

What would come to mind when you first heard my name? Kim Taeyeon? That would what my mistress was going for. She probably loves that idol of hers to bits and wants to name me something that at least resembles her name. et voila! Here we have me today. Weird isn’t it? You’ll have to pardon that crybaby mistress of mine. She’s not only probably the most scatter-brained person you’ll ever meet, but probably also the weirdest.

She couldn’t possibly get any weirder, she told me that herself. Why yes, as a matter of fact she talks to me. Isn’t that weird? She talks to me as though I’m alive or like I’m her pet or something. She called me her baby girl before she decided to just call me Kimmie. Her precious chingoo says I’m my mistress’s daughter, which she agrees. She’s so weird.

You should see when she’s alone in the car. It’s like a full solo concert with the main act going ridiculously off-key and horrendously off-pitch. My mistress does not sing half as well as her idol but that doesn’t stop her from enjoying herself. It gets a little lonely in the car during long distance rides so I suppose she has to do something to entertain herself. Talking to me can only last so long before she runs out of things to say but whenever her favourite songs come up she goes off immediately, which is one of the reasons why she doesn’t like passengers for long rides. She likes her “me and Kimmie time”, as she calls it, so that she can entertain herself freely without worrying that she will disturb others.

She’s incredibly bias and choosy when it comes to who gets to ride in me. If she lets you in, it probably means that she is comfortable enough around you even if it’s after a short conversation. She’s weird like that. The front seat is, in an unwritten law, her chingoo’s. Probably because her chingoo is pretty tall and has long legs, so she lets her sit in the front almost all the time. My mistress enjoys her company a lot because she talks none stop and is pretty lively. She keeps my mistress awake and cheers her up. I can see why the front seat is always reserved for her.

If you think she isn’t weird enough, after reading this you’ll probably think she’s even weirder than before, which is probably true. 



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