My father threw a joke this morning. I was getting ready for work in this bright sunny sunday morning (yup, i'm working at Sunday, again). I was so late and all i did was walking back and forth from my room to my sister's then kitchen to living room etc. He then told me, "Where are you going? Thought you're getting married today, no?". I chuckled and answered, "Meet me at the reception hall today, Pa".
Don't worry, i'm fine. More than everyone could dare to expect. But most importantly, i'm fine because Papa is alright. I worried about him more than i did about Mama or my sisters.
Anyway, have a great Sunday, peeps! December 4th, 2011 only happens once. :)
Don't worry, i'm fine. More than everyone could dare to expect. But most importantly, i'm fine because Papa is alright. I worried about him more than i did about Mama or my sisters.
Anyway, have a great Sunday, peeps! December 4th, 2011 only happens once. :)
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