My housemate Nick who lives directly above my room keeps singing “Incomplete” by backstreet boys. It’s kind of funny. He plays it over and over and sings it out loud. I didn’t know he sang, but really he cannot.
My father is getting old. Everytime I speak on the phone with him I feel like I’m shouting either because he cannot hear me or it’s the other way around. Let’s also add on to him sounded muffled. It’s probably with the way he holds the phone. It’s like ghetto kids with baggy pants and duck-billed caps; he holds it in front of his mouth like a walkie talkie.
Oh wait, Nick singing is Apologize by One Republic now. Another sad song. Well. Someone sounds low.
