Dec 24, 2010 10:37
It's my brother's birthday today. 12 years and hasn't changed a bit. Today he managed to wreck the toaster somehow. Leaving the house in complete smoke. Somehow I didn't hear the smoke alarm until my dad called me and chastised me for sleeping through it. As I woke up I instantly noticed the smell. When I went downstairs it was pretty smoky and the burning smell grew stronger. Right now we have opened all the curtains and hoping Ma doesn't notice the smell. We are usually honest with our dad but we lie a lot to her. My brother would never dare call my mum about an emergency, despite the fact she is a childcare worker with first-aid training.
We don't usually celebrate his birthday here. His friends are busy and often restaurants and cinemas are closed. Been calling the Thai restaurant in Port Melbourne to check if they are still open.