Wednesday, May 03, 2006
Well, in answer to a question *can the day get any worse...* yes it can!
On wednesday, on the way home from school, i was crossing the road, when suddenly my leg cramp... i think the people were shocked to see me kneeling in the middle of the road, clutching my leg... Almost got knocked down too.
Then, at 6, i was sick. My dad told me to go grandma house, so i was like "I can't le, i'm sick!"
Then my dad replied "Sick or not sick also must go"
So we went, on the way i was even worse. Reached grandma house, and well, no one noticed i was sick. Even though i sneezed 20 times in a row non stop... Oni my mum realized, but she was in the toilet. Mydad and bro were watching tv happily.
Then when finally my dad realized... he just said "Say la, you sick. then no need to come here"
HELLO!!! I WAS ALEDI SAYING I WAS SICK.
But when they realized at 9.30, they continued watching footie until 10.00... then oni they started going home. My dad was scolding me for kicking away my blanket at night, wisely ingoring the fact that i woke up at 4 am for the past few days to attend to the dog, and that i placed 3 blankets on me.
And so i reached home, wanting to go to sleep. Well, turns out i couldn't. Cause the kitchen had a small fire spreading. My dad forgot to off the fire boiling water. Had to extinguish the fire before i slept. So i'm sick, and i sleep at 10.50.
I know a few people who said they wished for my parents. My answer is, don't. Sometimes insensitive dads just aren't good.
burp; 8:52 PM
