Exhale

My mum's suddenly beome a fan of Koean drama serials. She borrows vcds which come in box sets and spends her afternoons sitting through about 4 episodes at a go before toddling off to cook. Then she promptly fastens herself right back on the sofa staring avidly at pretty Korean actresses who all seem to have the same plastic surgeon.

After a few weeks I've come to conclude that when they're not in horror movies Koreans lead the most tragic lives in the world.

They almost always sit around in dejected positions in the shows looking really sad, crying most of the time. And they somehow manage to get themselves tangled in the most depressing situations like being shot by a rival mafia gang on your wedding day or becoming a nun because your fiance is in comatose for 8 months.

I've caught snatches of the latest serial she's watching. Its called Endless Love and I gather it centers around a mother-daughter relationship because everytime I walk by the living room, I hear someone wailing plaintively "Ma...Ma...Ma....why don't you love me? No one loves me!" and it goes on and on interspersed with loud, theatrical sobs...Hm.

Went to Borders yesterday to mime and twist balloons for the children along with some other people from Drama. The kids are terrors! This 4 year old cried because his balloon sword wasn't long enough and another girl insisted on a pink rabbit, repeatedly rejecting all offers of a nice red puppy dog and then complained to her mother that she hadn't gotten any balloons! @_@ Then they all started swarming around Georgina (chief Balloon twister) egged on by over-enthusiastic parents. It was really claustrophobic. I never until yesterday how easily 3 small children can bring down an 18 year old. I think such experiences completely unravell all efforts to promote having children. Why are they so hung about balloon animals anyway?? And who cares if a balloon rabbit is blue or pink?? I don't get these little people.

posted by Jeanne @ 12:09 PM