Before i ramble on, pardon the 2 weird pics-without-words posts cos i just had to put up some pics but i'm way too lazy to start recounting every minute details of outings these days, so yea :x.


Anyway, yesterday was Dad's birthday. Friends would prolly know that i'm those who stays till 12midnight to text them a jolly "Happy birthday" along with some crap to act like i've got alot to say (hehe) and, if close friends, a present + k2 standard bday card that takes me damn long to make cos of my limited art skills.

Funny thing is. I havent been giving my dad any birthday cards & presents for maybe the past 9years, and neither have i text him to say happy birthday or show appreciation for his fatherly love despite him using mostly, the wrong approaches and ways to display - but some things need not be said out loud . For all that he's done and given, all i've done is to give him a call in the morning every year, telling him happy birthday, and that's the end of me wishing him a happy birthday. No actions, just words.

5th jan 2011.
12midnight on his birthday, i was shouting back at him for scolding me.
9 in the morning. i reluctantly called him to wish him happy birthday.

And while I was out having fun, he was out slogging to support his family. For all that he's done, he dint get any birthday cake, presents , or even a simple card that says " Happy Birthday, Daddy! " , this year, and i suppose, many years before.

Feeling like a sucky daughter.
Maybe i'll make a card and give it to him - a belated birthday card.