I Think My Dad Is Psychic

Feel slow.. like real slow.. i used to write lots of post, but i don't seem to do lots now.. well normally i would do a post bout my past.. my present doesn't come along too often.. well here's another blast from my past..

When i was a kid.. my dad really freaked me out.. well.. in some way.. it's like he could mentally read my mind.. so for a while i was convince that he can read my mind and i was careful not to think anything bad... yeah but that was a long time ago... but here's the thing that made me convince that he could read my mind...or maybe just know when i'm in trouble.. maybe it's one of them what you call.. instinct..

Well first of all.. it started when i was a kid.. i was watching television in my cousins house and there's this KFC ad with a radio? i can't really recall what it is... i would usually spend my weekends at my cousins.. cause i don't really have any brothers or sisters.. and my parents we're working.. and they sent me to my cousins place.. even though they used to torture me.. but somehow.. we got over it.. so the ad.. when it was evening.. that's when my dad usually picked me up from my cousins place.. and i seriously want the thing.. with the KFC.. and when my dad picked me up.. he bought just those.. coincidence? yeah nothing strange yet..

Then.. when i was a little bit older.. i was going back home.. and my other cousins we're living at my house as well.. but i was already finished schooling.. and they we're still in school.. and i don't really remember.. but i was at home locked with no keys.. i was actually outside of my house... but the lock was strange.. it wasn't really locked.. it was halfway locked.. so i tried to open it.. but it was just a failure.. there's nothing i can do bout it.. a lock is still a lock.. so i waited.. hoping that someone would save me... then just a couple of minutes later.. my dad came back home.. with KFC.. it's like he knew i was in trouble and hungry somehow... yeah it was strange... how did he knew i was locked outside when he's at work... yeah till this day i don't know how.. maybe it's god telling him somehow... well if it is.. thank you god.. well, i haven't actually thanked my dad for that.. though i never really told him bout it...

That's pretty much what i can remember bout my dad.. hmm.. maybe the KFC helped me remember them..