sick...
*`*acchoo!. . influenza's invading me.
I guess that's the effect when you're not wearing a jacket at the bus for 5 hours straight, going out at a rainy day just to visit the premises of school, a visit to my friend's house to help out and had a flu shot without even resting. phew! that was a hard knock in my head. Now that my nose is clogged and a sore throat, pretty soon i would have endless cough by the time rainy season has come to the skies of Pangasinan [fcuk, i hate coughs]. It was not like before when Kuya was sick and i was fine, then he was fine and i'm the one sick: when he was younger he had an operation from his left eye and i on the other hand, had an operation in my head [although mine was more painful since i wasn't using anesthesia] which explains why i have a scarlike figure in my head exposed yet camouflaged by the strands of my hair. Hence i have quoted it, smiled and said to my brother, 'What happens to me, happens to you and vice versa'. But now was different, everything would be very different indeed. Now that he's in college, he's far away from my daily school [hell, we would still be waking up together every morning because his class starts at 7..haha].
*`*He. is. a .bastard.
I have no energy to eat nor to speak, all i want right now is a box of tissues while watching dvds. It got me teary eyed when mom explained to me awhile ago the very complicated about my dad and his other family. I know that he's sick, has a family of his own but. . .how irresponsible can he be?? he hasn't been supportive, makes his decisions without even letting mom know about it. Mom's been trying her best, her best to send us kuya to school, to have food on the table, to everything. And now he says that he would visit and needs her to sign a piece of paper for a new home with his family, what the hell?? pupunta lang siya dito para ma-isign ang papers hindi man lang niya nagawang pumunta sa graduation ni kuya. I am speechless to what my father has become, but i still love him yet still at rage and got more depressed. *sigh*. . .acchooo!!, geez i ran out of tissues.
*`*Summertime in Palawan.
Here are the photos.
6 photos are here the other 66 are in Multiply
I guess that's the effect when you're not wearing a jacket at the bus for 5 hours straight, going out at a rainy day just to visit the premises of school, a visit to my friend's house to help out and had a flu shot without even resting. phew! that was a hard knock in my head. Now that my nose is clogged and a sore throat, pretty soon i would have endless cough by the time rainy season has come to the skies of Pangasinan [fcuk, i hate coughs]. It was not like before when Kuya was sick and i was fine, then he was fine and i'm the one sick: when he was younger he had an operation from his left eye and i on the other hand, had an operation in my head [although mine was more painful since i wasn't using anesthesia] which explains why i have a scarlike figure in my head exposed yet camouflaged by the strands of my hair. Hence i have quoted it, smiled and said to my brother, 'What happens to me, happens to you and vice versa'. But now was different, everything would be very different indeed. Now that he's in college, he's far away from my daily school [hell, we would still be waking up together every morning because his class starts at 7..haha].
*`*He. is. a .bastard.
I have no energy to eat nor to speak, all i want right now is a box of tissues while watching dvds. It got me teary eyed when mom explained to me awhile ago the very complicated about my dad and his other family. I know that he's sick, has a family of his own but. . .how irresponsible can he be?? he hasn't been supportive, makes his decisions without even letting mom know about it. Mom's been trying her best, her best to send us kuya to school, to have food on the table, to everything. And now he says that he would visit and needs her to sign a piece of paper for a new home with his family, what the hell?? pupunta lang siya dito para ma-isign ang papers hindi man lang niya nagawang pumunta sa graduation ni kuya. I am speechless to what my father has become, but i still love him yet still at rage and got more depressed. *sigh*. . .acchooo!!, geez i ran out of tissues.
*`*Summertime in Palawan.
Here are the photos.
6 photos are here the other 66 are in Multiply
Naminé16 on Tuesday, May 22, 2007