Laziness

Before I start, there is a nostalgic song my grandmother would sing to me when I was a child. Surprisingly, the singer is still alive. Who remembers this?

Whereas, most people are busy preparing for the city fiesta tomorrow, mother busied herself by cleaning the whole house (she finally changed the drapes for months) as I as well poured too much time on Facebook; I wouldn't mind calling me lazy, but hey, I continued reading Order of the Phoenix on the balcony. Back to my mother, what only puzzles me is that she declared herself sick today, but she still managed to do household chores. 

Oh, and I heard Father will be going home by the end of this week, with a huge probability of tomorrow. I assume he'll end up drunk tomorrow evening, though.

I shall end this night now: I have to sleep early to fetch my friends at the old school canteen at thirty past eleven in the morning tomorrow.