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Sunday, June 21, 2009 @ 6:30:00 PM

I went to sleep this morning at 6 and finally woke up to Boyfriend's call at 3.4opm. He just woke up as well. Almost 10hours of sleep! Yar lor, so much for lunch together. Haha :D Boyfriend's got work at 5pm, so we gave today a miss. Talked for a bit before he went on to get himself ready. And now I'm feeling all lethargic again. Aiyoo.

I am halfway thru my second book now. Taking some time off to blog. My eyelids still weigh a ton. But I don't want to fall asleep, else I might have an even tougher time to put myself to sleep tonight. Tagged-ed, bloghopped, Facebook-ed. Oh yar, I took this quiz on FB for fun. Heh!


So, Boyfriend, which one you want? Haa~

Boyfriend's ending work at 10pm, so I'll just meet him tomorrow instead. (:
I have yet to wish Dad a happy father's day. Cause he only got home when I was too deep in my sleep this morning and went out for the race at Tuas shortly after. And he's not back yet. He's always been involved in all these things. Motor mechanic whattt, no surprise.



Dear Dad,
Happy Fathers' Day.
Thank you for having raised all three of us up in the best way possible. Thank you for all the advices you gave. Thank you for all the experience you shared. Thank you for being strict yet understanding that your daughters are growing up. Thank you for going all out to show how much you care, how much you love us and Mum. You know, I can never thank you enough. You slog day and night to provide us with the best. From our basic necessities to whatever we dont really need. Sometimes, you give way too much, I feel Ive taken advantage of you. And only when you flare up, will I only realise how selfish Ive become. I dont blame you for flaring up. Im sorry for being a bad daughter, Dad. But sometimes, I feel Im so deprived of your attention, your love, your care. Just so deprived of you. If I could earn all that you earn in a day, in a week, in a month, in a year, and give you back this good life you gave, I would. I would want you to stop working and enjoy your old age. If I could pay you how much you earned in a day, Dad, I would too, just to spend a day with you. Dad, I miss you. And I love you. You're the greatest Dad, because you're the only one I have. Above all, you're my superhero.

And as corny as this might sound, to all other Dad(s) out there, HAPPY FATHER'S DAY.



Okay, I got a lil emotional on that part there. I teared typing all that down. I realise, I do miss my dad. It calls for a family time one of these days. (: Alrighty then, Im gonna get back on the books. Hope your weekends was a blast, lovelies.

I miss you, boy.

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♥AMALINA
26th September
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