such a 'Bority'

live's not always fun.
that's a point i got from my last days at home.

6 am, i got up by an unenjoyable wind. it's continued by some loud voices at that morning.
7 am, i took my bror to his school. he's almost usually got late by his strange syndrome, not really matter, but i always missed my dad's going.
7.15 am, i took my mom to her office, racing with so many vehicles in some crowded roads. bringing my pocket with my driving license in it and taking on right lamp 500m before 'cake office' are someting i have to do. cake office, because it seems like a birthday cake, with colour of red and bright orange.
7.30 am, i went home, locking every door, and sat on my bed watching film and having meal.
11 am, i took my bror from school, went home and continued my film. he usually get his tv.
2 pm, i got my motorbike on to take my bror to his course.
3 pm, i took my bror to the other course.
4 pm, i got my brother from his course.
4.30 pm, i took my mom home. after that, i continued my tv.
6 pm, i had walked around my house.
7 pm, i had dinner with my fams.
7.30 pm, i heard some loud voices again, oh, my brother's studying, sometimes with my parents or alone or with me.
8 pm, i took my connection online.
10 pm, i got my film again, if i's in my good mood.
11 pm, i went to my dream.

the day began and finished just like nothing amazing. sometimes, i felt strange with my live like this. sometimes, i imagined for someting special, new, funny, wonderful, freaking, or something like that. i wanna make it real. can i?

hmmm,
maybe not now. you know, it's holiday. i should do someting enjoying my self, right?