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2010年10月27日星期三
Happy Birthday Daddy!

Woohoo~
27th of October 2010.
Someone had turn 45 years old.

Haha~
It's none other than my Daddy!

Well, we didnt really celebrate his birthday.
And i'm so sorry that i did not prepare any present to him.
Instead i gave him much more worries.
Guess i'm not such a filial kid.
>.<

Anyway, just wanna say, Happy Birthday Daddy!
Thank you so much that you had done to us.
Especially i want to try help out.
You're always my true hero.
And a hero will always remain in someone's heart deeply.
You know i love you, Daddy.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DADDY!
I LOVE YOU <3
*
"It's my choice and i have to bear it."
That's what i've been telling myself for the past few days.

I dont want to talk much here.
And, basically, i really cant talk about it too.
But then, it had been haunting me.
And i had to hypnotize myself to make myself happy.

Yes, indeed, it is my choice.
I couldnt say much than to either accept or bear with it.
It's just how i will express and filter it.

Daddy told me not to over-committed.
And i guess i have to carve it in my heart now.
I shant act like that from the beginning.
And it's now tormenting me, inside deeply.

But now, i only had one simple wish: sleep well in the night and wake up without having those thoughts ruining my day...
*
I want to say sorry and thanks to him very much.
I've been emo for the past few days and he was the one who listen to all of it.

I tried to control myself not to let the emotion buried me, but i cant.
And he came to rescue me when i was drowning.

He listened quietly to all my words and emotion.
He didnt give much comment but asks me not to think much.
He had given me a comfort whenever i'm spilling out my emotion.
He just being himself that i always knew.

Dear, I'm sorry that i had ruin your day by listening my crap.
But you just show up and i was like grabbing a buoy to keep myself survive.
I've learn that whatever happened, we must need to spill it out and keep on moving.
You taught me this lesson.
I am so grateful and apologetic at the same time.

Dear, i just wish you were here...