It's our formal day once again and I've decided to wear my hair down with curls! ha,ha... It's cute and matured at the same time. It's been 3 days since dad txted me and i'm really bummed about it. I'm worried coz this only happen when something's wrong. I have this inkling that he's in a bad shape (i hope im wrong). Nevertheless, I miss our usual talks and planning about our future. Right now, I'm willing to give him some space. It's really difficult to handle him at this time. I wish I took up medicine instead...
I wish I could do something about it...
I wish I could give my heart to him...
I hate to see him suffering...
I hate listening to his worried voice.
I just miss the old bubbly him.
On the lighter note, my friend Shinichi is in the country. I hope I'll be able to see him. My gradeschool batchmates in St. Jo are also planning a dinner date. i will definitely come! ha,ha
Life is one big debate tournament. You travel for out-of-town venues, do foodtrips along the way, party during break nights, get disappointed for missed opportunities, cheer during victorious moments, cry over bad adjudication or wrong decisions, but you only need your friends and loved ones to make everything tolerable.
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