Friday, November 7, 2008 . 5:59 PM
You have no idea how relieved I was when I got back from a run last Monday. The 600grams went away!!! Weird huh? My plans to run twice this week are ruined though...Goddamn you Influenza...you should go infect some other alien species instead.. I don't think I can run again until Tuesday. Which means I would have 7 full days of weight gaining activities...Oh...and my dad popped by just a few seconds ago...had that fucking irritating stance...slightly cocky and "You will do what I say" kind of attitude..told me that I better be "engaged" at home...
Q: Why didn't I leave my room so my brother can have tuition in the room?
A: The tutors keep changing their timing schedules..how would I know when to leave?
Counter-answer: You can hear the doorbell right? (Does that mean I have to go to the door all the time and check who it is?)
Q: Why this morning I have to force you to ask the maid where the bag of doctor appointment cards are?
A: (Silent) Wtf? Why should I ask the maid where those are? Are you not the proper person to ask? Maybe next time I should ask the maid where my passport is? Or maybe what I should do if I get arrested? Or maybe I should also ask her what shoes should I buy next?
Q: What do I have to do to get you to be more engaged?
A: (Silent)
Q: Give me a solution!!
A: Dunno.
Q: Ok..If you don't know a solution, then I will offer one to you. I will remove your laptop when I come back from my run. That is option A. Option B is you give me a solution. And this is not a threat.
A: (Silent) (Not a threat? I dunno if I wanna laugh or blow my top. And if I don't do my online quizzes for school and I get 0 and I manage to fail my module then its your fault asshole.)
Q: (Points to my shirt on my table as he leaves the room)And I don't like this here.
A: (Silent) (Wtf la!?!? I don't tell you what I don't like in your room right?)
Oh well...that's my dad...I actually thought he became a little nicer after he left his SIA job...guess I'm wrong..same ol' same ol' asshol'...
Gotta go prepare an argument in my head before he comes back...dickhead...





