i think my dad's a queer, weird person.
(it prob explains my odd nature.. hmmm)
here's a the scene that just happened:

he walks into my room,
the door is open while i was doin some art sketches
(why art? cause it badly needs catchin up, or no A for me!).
and dun ask me y my door is open, it just is.
and NOT because my parents haf some secret
power over me that u dun noe of,
nor is it becuase they love me so damn much
to want to see me every single time they walk
past my empty door frame.
NO.
anyway, he walks in and starts sayin... "MOB...tv. MOB...tv."
mimicking the loud monotonous voice of the guy in the advert.
to my presence, he remained taciturn.
and then sayin one more, " MOB...tv" he made his solemn and
uneventful exit.
completely ignorant to my giggles!

seriously, wad do u think of that?

haha.
there's no end to the hilarity of life.
sometimes its just one big joke after another.