he just came home from drinking. But because there were not available legal lots, he parked illegally. Then there was an empty lot when he's home, but there is a police car in the carpark doing petrolling so my dad cant do the driving because he drank. So he asked me to go down to shift the car into the lot. But before I can move the car an inch, another car came into the carpark and took the lot so I had to leave the car where it is.
Then I came back to continue my tutorial, with my room's door closed. Then my mum, who was sleeping came in and ask me what happened and why is my dad shouting. So I went out and my dad is really shouting at the kitchen window. Then I went up, he was like shouting, 'ni gei wo xiao xin yi dian!' So scary, I thought my brother is home or something. Then I ask him who he shouting at, then he say he's shouting at that pu bor kia who took that lot. But the thing is I see no one, like the driver not in the car already. Then my dad say the person walk away already.
Sigh, my dad always do funny things when he's drunk. And the thing is its not really the guy's fault cause I was still a distance away when he took the lot. So he probably didnt know that I was going to park there. Lucky there wasnt a heated arguement or something. But I didnt even get to see or hear what happened! Aye, wasted.
-paused to finish my online tutorial-
done! So exhausting man. Phy dries up my brain man. Anyway, my dad is all smiling now, he came in and say that I'm so slow if not would be ablt to get that lot, guess he's okay now. He just needs to remember to give me the allowance for the weekend. :)
Mixed rowing today. Felt quite good. But not when I am being pressurized from behind. Cant help it when the guy's arms are that long. The 100metres racesets felt good, I feel. Running after that was disastrous. Because I had a very bad, pre running anxiety shitting syndrome. Plus the tummyache has been on off since yesterday. So the pain was periodic throughout the run around bedok reservoir. Wanted to shit but there was no paper around. So I had to slow jog when the pain is there and open up when the pain is gone. In the end, when I could use the toilet, the shitting feeling is gone. So I foresee another round of PRASS during training tomorrow. Die. Better bring tissue paper.
I am so sleepy.
Oh yes, Ariel is such a fucked up name. I wouldnt even call my future dog that.
My pug will be called POCA :)
I found this black pug picture on flickr, called Pepper! A dog that looks like a pig, how about that. :D