Argh!

Dad is such a ridiculous person. He called me just now.

Dad: Have you seen your sister?

Me: She's bathing.

Dad: Is she back yet?

@_@

Me: Err.. She is bathing. How can she be bathing if she is not back yet? -_-"

Dad: Where is she?

Me: %#&%^!



Oh my god and fuck. Sometimes i feel like smashing my head on the table when he does this.

Last time he would ask me where i was going. And i would reply "going to tuition class". Then he would ask where was mum. And i would say "in the kitchen". Then he would ask "so now where are you going?"

*sincerest sincere prayer to the gods above* Please please bless my dad with health. And by health i mean no memory depleting sorta diseases such as alzheimer, senile dementia etc. I dread coming home one day and...

Dad: Who are you?
Me: I'm your son.
Dad: Oh. Where am I?
Me: Your house?
Dad: Oh. And who are you?
Me: I am your son!
Dad: Oh. What are you doing in MY house?

Noooo.