# 187
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
{ 10:10 PM }
I left my wallet, containing a picture of Love and I, in the living room. It was on the table. I fell asleep on the sofa and then I woke up, went straight into my room to sleep, forgetting about the wallet. At night, I only realized that I actually left it there. My parents weren't at home. They went to see my grandmother, who was sent to the hospital. I called my father to see if he would say anything about my wallet. Unfortunately, he did ask.
Father: I want ask you something. Who's the guy in the picture? (laughing)
Me: Oh, he's a good friend of mine. (laughing)
Father: Are you sure? (laughing) He looks like your boyfriend since you guys seemed so close together.
Me: Of course I am. Don't you think differently of us. It's like obviously I take pictures like that with most of my guy friends. (laughing) Didn't you realize that there are also pictures of my girlfriends inside the wallet (which wasn't true)?
Father: (laughing) Alright. I saw the wallet on the table and I was wondering whose wallet. So, I decided to check and then, I found the picture. Wow, you got a lot of cash in there.
Me: It's for the pit.
Father: (still laughing) Okay, I'll update about grandmother's situation.
I just love my father. Phew! That was a close call!
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