What's wrong???

Today i'm supposed to be in a talk about yesterday was my Engineering exam. (Whoa-Hoa God have Mercy!) And mom and dad were waiting for me outside the exam hall. The exam was extended 15 minutes because our lecturer cansee that we hardly have anything written on that paper (and when he extended the time, it wasn't much help either). So, fifteen minutes after ten PM, I went to mom and dad, sure that they'll be mad at me for running late in the middle of the night. Yes, as I came to the car, they are as quiet as cold fish. They kept silent, and never answered my qouestion. Was I that LATE? I made them mad...or did I?

Then as we go along the road, mom was like "You know, all the vetrenarian students are flirty...so flirty they flirt with old man"Oh, here it goes again. After the affair-thing, mom wa alays like this. But she'll quiet in a couple of minutes. Usually it's just a word she utters to pass the time. "And those girls...don't they feel ashamed? trying to hit on their own lecturer? Do they know he's married? Do they know he's OLD?!?"Okay, that was too much. I hate it when mom says that dad was either :OLD, or Bald; same reason why I hated dad saying mom was Stick-thin and Controlling (in both cases, it hurts because it's true). Dad was quiet all the time, and I could see his face get that evil furrow he used to have when he was with that woman.

Man, at that time I hope we crashed the car (was just something impromptu, i didn't mean that). Mom was quiet after that, and so was dad. My attempts to make them talk about something else was futile. Then, dad, quietly drive us to a restaurant, ordered food, and not talk at all. Both of them. I was really creepy, cuz a comedy show was on TV, and they didn't laugh a bit.

So, as dad paid the bill, and mom left to the car, I thought: here's my chance! And I went to mom."well, when we were waiting for you just now, there's this girl, a fifth-year vet kid, was waiting near the faculty. And she was waving to dad, and watched us from the moment we backed up our car, right to the moment we let to fetch you."I immediately remembered the jolly fifth-year I used to bump into. She wasnt a threat, she was just a jolly old girl who likes ask for dad's help at the Vet Hospital. "Was she fat?" I asked."No, she was fair and small, just like 'azie'."Azie, was one ot the woman mom suspected dad was into. (Oh, ok...so it wasn't ms. jolly girl. What a bummer...).
That aside, I think it's wierd that a girl should behave like that. I mean, I've been going to dad's office every day of the month until his workers practically knew me, and his students thought i was a junior...and I've never met a fifth-year behaving that way. Hm....
then there was a few odd stuffs dad does...such as he 'disappeard' for a minute or two while we were walking down the stairs, or the time his computer was placed opposite his desk (as if someone else was USING it)...or...uh..is this case opened again?
Hope not.