We had just come back from an event at a very distant place from home. All of us, my dad, mum and I were so tired and we arrived late in the evening. So, normally, every normal human would expect us to shower then retire to bed, yeah?
So, I went and took my bath and got dressed and then I exclaimed a bit too loudly to myself (unaware that dad was listening);
"Now I have to read 100 chapters before going to bed".
100 chapters o, instead of 100 pages!
When I realized what I had said, I said "Oh, 100 pages I mean".
Then my dad, in the living room said in a very emotionless voice:
"I thought you'd gone crazy".
Now this is not the kind of phrase that depicts doubt in my abilities or whatsoever, rather it's one that says:
"Are you a witch? Are you not tired? How can you read 100 chapters tonight? Or are you on drugs?"
Anyway, how's the month starting for you?