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happy father's day

I've noticed i barely mention about my dad, but on Friday when we were hanging around, most of us girls really love our daddies.
and we went out to buy stuff for them; which i miserablely failed and end up buying a stupid patch of don't know what which was supposed to trim your tummy.

so there.

It's not that we don't love our mums as much but I do think dads are more understanding.

eventhough they have this really cool exterior, they really care about us.




his broad back; which raised me up, with piggybacks, and eventhough i was a really heavy child, he still carried me wanting me to experience how it was so high up, unlike my mum ah.. she used to say " you so big already, still want people to carry meh?"




i also noticed that i have so little pictures with my daddy.
I took albums and albums of pictures in nz and yet, i can only find a few with them.
He's the photographer; willing to make everyone happy and yet not appearing in the pictures.
we usually take things for granted, and forget what daddies are to us.

without him, i may not be able to go to NZ, without him providing shelter, i maybe wandering in the streets rummaging garbage. without him -you know what- with my mum, i wont even be here blogging.

I remember my dad really used to spoil me.
he would go to a dinky indian/chinese shop and give me a dollar just to buy icecream, you may think its nothing but then my mum wouldnt approve of it.
he would occasionally buy breakfast for me after the exams.
a few years back, when i said i was fat and noone would want me he said '' nevermind, i want you"
How touching is that?

My dad has given me so much and to think of it, what have i given to him except wrinkles and worries?

my dad-the only man in my life.
I think its rather cool of him to not finish education in St andrews and yet he was able to go to japan and learn it as a whole new language.
yes, my dad went to japan when he was abit younger.

i used to look thru his old photo albums and see how he was like when he was young
AIYER. the legs so long, like pink panther, scary ah, both my parents were skinny, REALLY skinny and HOW COME im like this??
not fair.

I do not resemble my dad, i resemble my mum -_-!
sayang ah...
but personality-wise im a daddy's girl.
and thanks to him i have a pair of LARGE doeful eyes.
luckily not like my mum's ah....

As the years go by, I dont really like talk-talk to him, because it's abit awkward, but i know somehow he's always a supportive daddy.

i love my daddy.

happy daddy's day

its not like hes going to read this la.

i want to marry a man like my dad!