Thursday, June 15, 2006

I was in grade 2 nung umalis ka puntang Saudi. Mula noon, di ko na nga maalala kung nag spend ka pa ng mga special occasions sa bahay. You only have 30 days vacation every year, but that’s the most precious time I ever have, you’re making the most out it. HOUSE DADDA. Happy times seems finding its own way to halt when 30 days were finally over.

While growing up, something’s really changes. That’s why most of the time we found your presence very awkward. Parang hindi na kami sanay paag nandyan ka. Yet, you’ve learned to deal with our temper, still showered us with everything we need from toys to toiletries.

At all times you put your family on the top of the list. U didn’t even manages to replace your time-worn wallet or even give your self a present during special occasions (unless kulitin ka naming to do so.)

Im SORRY if I can’t make you proud of me. Such a failure.

Sorry if I failed learning to play piano when I was 10 and I impatiently cease guitar lessons during 4thyr high, sorry rin for not improving my grades kahit sa college. Sorry for not entering PMA.

I know, you and mom always have this idea of what our life would be like and never miss the opportunity to remind us. You both mean well and I really APPRECIATE that.

Thanks for everything.

FORGIVE ME FOR BEING SUCH A PAIN ON YOUR ASS AND MOM’s


HAPPY FATHERS DAY
mwahh