I woke up with Keren's head on my tummy. I went to the dining room to have some water but what I found was puke, tequila, beer and whiskey. Puke all around the bathroom and the dining room. I cannot imagine how wild we were last night. When everyone woke up, they went home. Our group stayed. We stayed at the rooftop while David's assistants clean up the hub. Today's my father's first death anniversary. I will always remember how my father saved me and Carl. How he gave up his life just to save us. Last year Dad, Carl and I went to the mall. Dad promised us that if we sing for his friend's wedding, he'll treat us and buy whatever we like. Of course, I wanted him to buy me my life; shoes. Flat shoes, wedges, pumps, platforms, whatever. He bought me everything that I pointed while He did the same to Carl. Carl loves jackets and suits. So my Dad bought him some. We had a lot of fun. But who knew that that was our last bonding time. That it was our final laughter and times with our Dad. On our way home, Dad was driving not too fast. When we were at the highway, he lost his brakes. He tried stepping hard at the brakes but it won't stop. Then, a truck hit our car. Dad told us to jump out (before the truck hits us)- or we'll die. We asked him to jump with us, but he said he can't. His feet we're too big. He cannot escape. *boom* and all of a sudden, the car was like a crumpled paper and our Dad.. Full of blood. He's dead. But he died saving other people. He died saving us. ~~~~~~~~ oh. How sad. I updated