60 year-old Fobby Korean Man

My father.

He actually should start his own blogspot because of his weird ways and philosophies. Too bad the only thing he thinks a computer is good for, is for him to sit and play baduk(that one game with the white and black button thingys) and watch Korean dramas. But a funny thing happened last night.

Let's start off with this. I'm afraid of the dark. Pathetic right? I developed this fear in seventh grade that if I close the door and turn off the light, something is going to come out and cut my legs and arms off with a knife and I scream but my parents don't hear me, then I get killed. Pretty demented fear right? Well, I have a demented mind. This fear has been with me for five years now and my parents know my fear. So for most of the nights, before I go to bed, I open my door, I turn the hall light on, and then I sleep peacefully.

Yesterday at about 1 am I was still playing on my computer and what not. My dad came in (which scared the crap out of me) and told me to go to sleep. But he said it in a quiet yell. You know when people quietly yell through their teeth? yeah that's what he did. So he closed my door and I was thinking "pshhhhhyah, like I'm really going to sleep right now." But in reality, by 1:30 I was totally tired. So I got up, turned my computer off and was ready to start my nightly routine. I went to open the door and there my dad was standing. Dude, I thought my fear had come true. My heart dropped to my freaking colon, holy crap I was scared. My dad's only words were "took you long enough. Hurry up and sleep." Then he went to his room to go to bed. I was still too shocked to move.

So the moral of the story is:
If you live with a 60 year-old fobby Korean man and he tells you to go to bed, just go to bed.