My mom is a kaelia. She’s been through three divorces, still has a dog that barks at me, and she still takes my chips.

My friend’s a kaelia. She failed her first year of college, got a job, and now she’s rich and still hates me.

That girl in my class is a kaelia. She’s got a 4.0 GPA, a boyfriend, and still makes fun of my dumb jokes.