i really am so NOT tempted to go wash my shoes. so now, here i am, again. boos. now joyce joyce's making me read a porridge book to her. whats that? ohh. The Magic Porridge Pot. fun arhhs? bohh liiaos. oh yes. and daddy wasnt quite happy.. myy papayyaya. he isnt happy cos he's breakking.. cheer upp daddy o! so i smsed to ask him if hes ok and all, and then daddy ask me to wait for hiim whilst he eat dinner, * its already 9 ++ last nightt daddy!! ill-treatedd huh?! * ok. so i happily waited waited and waited until its bout 11++ . daddy, sms me to tell me ure back home!!! im so damn tiredd and retarded staring at my phone waiting for yer sms.. -__- . badd daddy badd! so i waited again. i so hated to wait. POOH. then at bout 11.30+++++ daddy finally sms. he said he wanted to.. SLEEP. so i said goodnight. and daddy made me wait for 2 hours+++++ just to tell him a gdnitte. daddy..!!?!?! feel like killing him. so i lost my mood too, and went to bedd. but i couldnt sleep, so.. just wait. for miracle to happen and daddy would suddenly call to chat wibb me. STOP DREAMING...