DAY OF INVASION

it's me again.

hmm. i woke up at around 1630 today. i thought everything will be as norm for me and planned to play basketball or going to gym after i wash up. to my surprise, my door have been attacked by paint. yes! you are right! RED PAINT. must be my F father. although this is not the first time, it's my very first time dialing 999 to make a police report.

it goes in this way:

i wake up, brush teeth then uses computer a while. intended to buy lunch, but i found the graffiti on my door. i called my mum and sis, and continue my plan, buying lunch. after getting the lunch back, i report to police about the incident.

worst of all is that my keyhole have glue on it! i couldn't lock the door now. ass.

a bit weird storyline? i can eat even with such a thing happen to me? =) i'm used to it. well-trained! hahaha

my father taught me nothing but to be independence and it is not easy to earn money. HE SUCK anyway. he only create trouble and problem to my house.

enough of him. i spent my day cleaning up the mess and writing statement today.


GONNA STAY HAPPY!