so here I am.
i woke up at 2pm.
how fun is this?
sleep at whatever time I like and wake up as and when I want.
the house is ours.
but you know what?
with the mother not here, I have to stand in for her.
which means, I have to sleep with my brother (not sleep sleep).
as in I have to sleep on the same bed as my brother.
which can be quite hard cos his skin is somewhat thick.
even with the room feeling like the North Pole, he still thinks it's warm.
so I just tend to curl up like a prawn when I sleep.

also, this means that I have to take care of his well-being.
cook for him. accompany him at home or when he wants to buy food.

and people, get this: my brother is 15 years old.
you all know how tall fadilah is.
my 15 year old brother is taller than her.
and to think I still have to sleep with him!