hmm.
My relationship with my father has always been very bad.
But ive realised, so far. its been getting better each day.

Suddenly,on fine day at home,he came by to me and ask, "Hey, tell me what time the italy and france start so i can accompany u to watch."

i went, " 1.50am. U're sure u wanna watch? U're not werking tmrw?"

he said, " Im goin to werk late tmrw."

i said, " ok den, grab a coke."

So we watched late night soccer together. Felt quite awkward. But he was fun.
he'll question me with stupid lame questions during the match.
he asked me," How come Zidane is bald? he`s onli 35 ryte? "
I replied, " How should i knw? "

Few mins later, he'll ask again.
" eh, how come the France's coach is younger then the italian's coach?"
i replied. " How on earth would i knw? Ask them. *pointing to the tv, does thier age really matter?"
he replied, " Maybe u knw.. *gives a weird looking face"

Lame.


He supported france, while i supported italy.

He couldnt stop provoking the italians after zidane gave France the lead.
" FRANCE WILL WIN! IM TELLING YOU!"

i jus kept quiet, and smile.







too bad. italians won.
on penalties.

so.
it was my turn to provoke!
hahaha.


he went straight to bed after that.
haha.

alrite.
stop here.
Hope it gets much better from now on.


for now,
i need to slp.
gd nite.
*cheers Colour my world, angel.