Good Friday. It's the first Good Friday that I got to wake up later. It's pleasant because I still got to go to church AND get more rest at the same time. Church was cool, the drama part was awesome and it gave me a better insight with regards to understanding the meaning behind Good Friday.

Went back home to watch House and play DS. I still can't pass the last level of Elite Beat Agents. Mum watched Korean drama the whole day, and Dad slept through the entire day. When he woke up at 6pm, he thought it was 3pm. And guess what? He still feels tired and is probably sleeping now.

Got a little bored so I played the piano. Playing the piano nowadays give me a stronger feeling, because I know that for once, there's something I am relatively good at. Who cares about being a million times better than others when it comes to piano? Being relatively better is good enough. Also considering I haven't had any lessons in more than a year and I am still able to play at a consistent standard, or a good grade 5 standard.

Then I played the recorder. It's a simple, excessively easy instrument to play. It's a good thing they're being taught in primary school, and it is one instrument that can be obtained cheap. My favourite song to play on it is still 'Under the Sea'. Hahas. My doggie likes it too! Whenever I play it, he starts doing his singing thing. I bet he's tone deaf because he is never in tune with the recorder.

Went out for dinner with the family. And when it came to the topic of dessert, I refused because Dad wanted Ice Kacang, but I don't want it because I don't really feel like eating it. So I said, "Nah, I'll drink the Pepsi Light when we get home." And my Dad smartly said, "Oh! It's going to finish soon."

O_o

I was thinking like, "WHAT THE HELL?!"

First, he opened my bottle of 7-Up raspberry without telling me. Second, he finished the whole bottle by himself without telling me. I didn't even drink a simple drop of it. And what the hell it was finished in like, less than a freaking week. And now he tells me he opened MY bottle of Pepsi Light and almost finished it. I got so so so angry.

I can't believe it la! I mean like, he's my Dad and all but still, I was looking forward to opening MY bottles of drinks and enjoying it. But how could he finish off one of my bottles and NOT tell me, and then open another and NOT tell me, and on top of that, going to finish that bottle?! This is just rude.

To think I never had to label my bottles in hostel, and they never get stolen. At home, I dun label them and then they get stolen. So now, I'm going to label all my drinks and shriek if Dad touches them without telling me. Besides, he's growing so fat and he shouldn't drink that much sugary drinks. Even Mum tells me when she's going to take or borrow something from me.

Speaking about drinks, I had a bad day with the tummy today. Was lazy to make a morning drink (my mum insists that I have to drink something in the morning.), so I grabbed a Milo packet from the refrigerator. Not expired, by the way. I attempted to drink it slowly, but mum was rushing me so I downed it really fast, but still couldn't finish it. Guess what happened later? Yea, tummyache. I guess I really am, to a certain degree, lactose intolerant.

Sigh. This is sad.

I do hope Theo goes to WTS with me because I don't want to go alone.