Happy Father Day! Though...
The art & craft were from the girls and the pink checked shirt was from mommy, yes me, 好心没好报!
Here explain why I have gradually learn to put him my last priority, though I know I shouldnt...
Two weeks ago sunday was Father's day. On that week wednesday, after work, I rushed to shop for the guys' present since everytime he pick me up was @ 7.30pm, so I tot want to optimise this waiting 1+hr to shop and he can picked me up at my shopping place instead.
But even having in mind what to get... shirt or belt for my brother's birthday (his bday nxt day), wallet for my dad and shirt for him & his dad but 1+hr to shop for 4 gifts was still such a challenge! I had made him waited 40mins for me and he had to detour around the building many times as the security dont allowed waiting.
I know, Im sorry, I can understand the stress level he was going thru then, the children in the car needed to answer nature call, the security was bugging and I was still shopping... but I just cannot control feeling hurted, the moment I hopped into his car, his machine gun *tatatatatatata*
I told him :" Im sorry... " and kept quite throughout the journey... and didnt talk to him for a few days unless essential... Not that Im angry with him but really, I had nothing to say to him... I quietly stuffed his gift in a hidden corner... though I still bought a nice durian cake on that sunday to cut but Im afraid this gift have to rest in the corner for awhile more... at least till my heart is heal or someday I "ki siao" (suddenly happy mood) then pass it to him... :)
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