Natulog ako kaninang hapon. Grabe panaghinip ko nasa Bulacan daw ako going to Meycawayan. Dun kasi nakatira yung Ninong at Ninang nila Mommy at Daddy sa kasal nila. Then I was sick daw. Grabe lang. At ang panget kasi ayaw ko magkasakiiiit. Korni pa ng sakit ko nun, seems Daddy-like. :(( Iniisip ko tuloy ngayon, pano kung may sakit din ako gaya ng kay Daddy. Alam ko pwede mamana un eh. Brain tumor sucks. It robbed me of a father whom I loved and still loves. It robbed me of a better future and happy hopeful dreams, such as getting married to the man who passed his not-that-high standards, with him as the one who'll lead me to the altar and be the one to lead the ceremony as well since he's a Pastor and is licensed to wed. Ugh. But even if I wasn't supposed to be married, I would still love to spend my old age with him, hearing his stories, taking care of him, eating lunch, merienda and dinner together, drinking coffee together, watching movies, facebook chatting each other, and reading books togetheeeeer! Memories and too much heartaches from things that will never ever happen again. Alam ko wala nang tutumbas pa sa Daddy ko sa puso ko. Walang lalaki ang hihigit pa sa kanya, at kung meron man, wala akong balak ma meet siya. O diba, alam ko panaghinip ko lang ikukwento ko nauwi pa kay Daddy at mga ka-bitter-an ko sa buhay. Secret lang to ah? :)