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    Thursday, 10 January 2008
    everything happens for a reason. | 2 hits

    and my dad said:youre not gettin' any younger, think! think!


    its my dad's time to shine..hahaha! im closed to my dad but we rarely talk about serious things especially when it comes to my personal life..but later today, we did.


    mahal kita anak kya nasasaktan ako kpag nasasaktan ka kht ndi ka mgsalita.


    those were his words to me..i was so surprised and yet i felt so loved. tears wont just stop fallin' into my eyes. first time since i got married that we had a heart to heart talk.i coul'nt speak or move at that time, i was just listening to him.


    think about your son..think about his future.


    i wish i could blog all the things we talked about but i could'nt.most of them are personal stuff that i wished to keep to myself for the time bein', in God's perfect time i know, if not to all of you, maybe some of you will know and understand where im coming from.all i know now, is dat im deeply hurt and devastated.until when? I DONT KNOW. hope you understand me and thanks for reading.


    again, EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON.


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