Tuesday, May 11, 2004

Early in the morning, rising to the street....

Back in the day, (like all of my childhood and thru last Christmas Break) Dad used to pop in his head before going to work and say my name once, nice and loud. It'd wake me up right away, in that tense "crap he caught me sleeping" + "now i have heartburn" kind of way.

Having another voice wake me up is ooh **soo** soothing. Having Mr. Vi keeping my feet warm while i wake up is also wonderous goodness. Makes the last day of finals, not so sucky as it's really gonna be.

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