My priest sang this during his homily today...
I wonder if it applies to all parents?
And if it does, were my sisters and I the "dream" for my parents? And if we were, then how come my dad never bothered much about me and my sisters?
Or is it because we in turn don't bother about him? But, in the first place, when when we were babies, he left us alone, now that we are grown up without contact with him, how would we even feel close to him right?
I guess, this will be another question that I got to store in my book with the bookmark protruding out... which I shall ask my maker when I see him in future.
me, myself.
- Saroette
- I have recently turned into someone SUPER uptight. I'm getting increasingly more and more worried about my school work. I have no idea how am I going to survive the next few semesters, but somehow, I must find a way to get round this whole mess that I've gotten myself into. It's already too late to say that I wanna quit. I have both feet planted inside, though not firmly. I'm beginning to feel more and more tired. More and more stress. More and more resentful of going to class, doing the assignments, revising the notes, textbooks amongst other things. WHEN oh when can my torture end??! And on Nov 2009, my misery finally ended. I've completed, cleared, graduated from SIM and need not go back for classes again! Now, I can concentrate on my career, family and maybe trying to bake the muffin in the oven!
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