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ourhopes&expectations
blackholes&revelations
Saturday, October 27, 2007
pavement picasso

Dad informed us that he's not coming home anytime soon. Most probably he's going to be with us on December na. He had been out of the country since August, if I remember it correctly. He couldn't come home because he's piled up with a lot of work and his boss might not let him be with us on Christmas that's why he did not insist on coming home this time anymore.

That made me -- and most especially my Mom -- sad. I miss my Dad and the house doesn't possess the kind of enthusiasm it does when Dad is around. Cheesy, I know, but very true. Especially for a family of three. Each other's presence is very important.

I miss him. I want him to come home. But I still don't know how to tell him about Jay. Oh the dilemma.

Jay and I found this great YouTube video awhile ago. It features the works of an amazing artist that goes by the name of Julian Beever. He paints the streets and pavements with chalk. When you take a photo of it in a 90-degree angle, it looks 3D! They are just breathtaking. Check it out!

I have so many worries. I can't help it. Whenever I have some deadline to meet or a task to finish, I worry that I might not be able to accomplish it. I know it doesn't help at all but I really can't control it. I worry, worry, worry. After that, I panic.That's when things really get out of hand. I lose focus and my worries actual become real. Waa it's driving me insane! I'm lucky to have Jay calming me down everytime. He's my morphine. He releases me from the pain and agony of excessive worrying. Damn I have issues.

ANYWAY..

Happy birthday, Owa! Thanks for keeping in touch. It meant a lot. I hope you had a great birthday. Naku last year mo na pala. Next year twenTEEN ka na. Pakabait ka na ha? Hahaha joke lang. I miss you! Happy birthday :)

AND OF COURSE..

Happy 11th month, partner! We really have been through a lot! Just saying it makes me feel like it's an understatement! I am really lucky to have you. Thank you for the love. Thank you for being an inspiration. Stick around some more, k? I can't wait to celebrate our very first anniversary. I love you so much!



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