Ahh, dad.
Already turning 65 next April but still has the
energy to yell and get crazy over nothing.
Or what I always call it, his unreasonable acts
of self-pity. Maybe. Who's to say. Nah, not me.
It's true when I say that some of his reasons and
doings are not being justified by what I tell him.
Oh yeah. I'm his daughter. Who am I to tell him
wrong from right? Who's to say. Still not me.
I mean, the man already has 49 years of experience
before I came into this world. And, accomplished
plenty. That's what I heard and what I'll naively believe.
He is so much wiser than I am, no doubt about it.
Because I trust him, no matter. Whether or not otherwise.
Ah yes, about pushing the blame. No worries, I'm
used to it. Just like the way you raised me up, huh dad?
Yeah, they used to mess up and I'd get the harsh beatings
just to cover up their gutless buttocks. BUT those were the
young times. When we were still kids.
Actually, I can't tell the difference, because you still treat
me like one. Wait, who's to say again?
I love you dad, so much.
I have learnt so much from you.
The most important fact of life that you've
taught me over the years - not to raise my offspring(s)
the way you've raised me.
OMG.
TKD trainings @ Punggol Community Centre
every Tuesday night, 8pm. (but me not attending)
10k runs. I don't think I'll even make it till 8.30pm.
(the competition is just weeks away! :S) :E