I did it once again. It had been the fourth Saturday in a row that I came home late. We went to the MYX Party in Morayta (in line with their anti-piracy campaign). We (Jules, Anne and I with her two friends from school) only stayed there for only a couple of minutes and because of the occasional stampeding of the punksters (most of the people there were), we've decided to go to Anne's place instead.

Outside Anne's house, we have been witnesses to an abduction situation. There were about six big men forcing a forty-ish Japanese man into their car. What made it horrible was the constant screams for help of the Japanese. None of us have been able to help him, of course but the way they looked in their faces, I'm sure they wanted to help him in as much as I did. It was like our feet were rooted to the ground that we weren't even able to call a police. If not for the beer we drank two hours later, I swear I could've never been able to sleep.

I arrived at home at about 5 am and I was able to rush before sunrise. I was surprised that my sister wasn't home yet, too. So I talked Lael (who opened the door for me) into telling anyone who'd ask that I got home last night. I was still reading the last chapter of the Order of the Phoenix when I heard the gate opened outside. I hastily turned off the lamp and pretended to be asleep. From my room, I could hear my sister asking Lael to do the same thing I asked him to do for me. Then in a spun of minutes, I could hear her steps running to her own bed as the gate gave a loud cracking sound once again.