Thank you for telling me

Yesterday, Father urged me to sleep in my "own" bedroom; he believed I should do so because I just turned fifteen years old the other day. Honestly I never liked my bedroom at all. Perhaps if they make it attractive — as attractive like my bedroom in Malaysia — I wouldn't hesitate to stay all day long! Anyway, I wasn't able to sleep there last night: I subconsciously fell asleep listening to one of my favourite songs on my player.

That's all I can share for tonight. Good bye!