Set alarm at 11, woke up, but the next time I open my eyes, it was 3. Yikes... At least I got enough sleep.
Somehow dad wouldn't stop taking apart his clothes. Mom was so mad she was beating him up.
And as usual, when I need to use the washroom, he's always there. He's sleeping sitting on the toilet. (T_T) (BTW he never closes the washroom door. He wasn't like this before. I can't even remember when it started.)
Sunday, December 19, 2010
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