my world...coz u are...,

right this very moment..i totally miss my dad..havent seen him for 3 days...before he left the city, we had a bitter argument..entirely dreadful.some issues with my life that more or less has really got him so upset and worried about which for me was absolutely out of the line.we shouted at each other inside the car during that heavy rainy day.and too my distress, i went out of the car and slammed the door.but as i was walking far away from him, i was crying like burning hell.i was guilty that i fought with him.i am not used of brawling especially with my dad. its because i grew up with him and he was the one who raised me up.the one that supported me all the way,gave me everything that i want even drops his last 1 peso just to buy me my rubberband..he never left me by my side.he defends me all the time.if my classmates in school try to bully me, i'd go home crying like a pig telling my dad what had happen to me back at school and the next day? he'd scold at the kid who swaggered me..he sends and picks me up in school in my whole 19 yrs of living..and until now, my dad wouldnt miss any chance of watching me and my band everytime we perform.like what he told me,his my number one fan.i could still remember when i was 4 yrs old when i enrolled in A.Salonga across Sto.Nino.he was always inside the room with me and my teacher so that he could hear me sing.i spent almost 6 yrs in Salonga and of korz my dad still inside the room with me.hahaha..at 5 he brings me to his basketball games and practices.and he taught me how to play basketball.thats why at an early age, i was able to learn immediately playing the sport.he was my greatest influence.back in his college years,he was a varsity player of the UV LAncers.one of the toughest and unbeatable teams of all time.played for commercial games and even before there was no PBA yet,he played for MICAA..he was one great basketball dick.as i was growing up, i have this minimal actions of being boyish..coz of the way i wear,act,walk,talk and i prefer playing boys toys than combing and dressing up barbie dolls.i was not ur ordinary princess..coz id rather be the frog and be kissed by any princess.and until now,i still play basketball hard and tough even if things within me have already changed.

my dad?taught me how to drive at the age of 9 with our vintage jeepney..with a big axe and showel at both sides of our ride.but the worst of what the good gave me, my mom made me her driver..shit....but its ok..i enjoyed driving and i love to just stir the wheel and drive...haha..bucke up!!


my dad??everytime i see my name posted on the wall and be labeled as one of the top students of our class and not to mention in our school, damn you'd see him jump high..as high as a kangaroo would..he treats me out for lunch and dinner all the time..boulevard the best..thats in capitol right?when i had my first menstruation on my 6thgrade, he was at manila that time.and with all my excitement, i called and told him the good news and he cried.you see, at the time i was born until my 6th grade, we go to shower together..even if i already have thick pubic hairs, i wasnt shy at all..why would i?

everytime i get hurt or someone would hurt me or breaks my heart, his always the first guy to cry with me..i cry,he cries,i laugh,he laughs..coz i am always open to my dad about my love life.and he never stops me from having relationships with a guy..at least with a guy..hahaha...seriously, everytime i tell him that someone's courting me or im interested of being in a relationship, he never fails to give me advices and even encourages me.everytime i feel drinking, i'd wake him up at the middle of the night and accompanies me to the nearest starmart and drink red horse with me..one time,i had an arguement with my current bf, when i just cried inside my room when he then entered and asked me if id wanna go out with him and drink.and i know that he knows that i was problematic that time.we went to outpost and drank.like what everybody says...:im my dad's lil spolied brat frog!"

everytime......is always the time when i have every time in this world to spend it with my dad...
thats why im really so sorry about what i did to him three days ago.i was such a fuck.mean and stubborn...i shouldnt have done that..i should have listen to him and understood him...and now, im thinking on how will i ever make eveyrthing up for him...i love my dad so much,,,id lose everything that i have right now(even my mom!hahaha), but not my dad...his my life and my world....i love pa!!!