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LOVE is a battlefield
title: ALL ABOUT DAD.
date: Saturday, March 28, 2009

GAAH. Is it just me? Or my father's genes are flowing widely inside me?

I was a huge fan of CANDY Mag before, but when Papa started to buy Top Gear. I lost the Candy Spirit. Mimi &Mia were my idol before, and now, it's Vernon and Botchi. Did I really gave up my interests in tank tops, flip flops and eye shadows? and traded it for Lexus, Mitsubishi Strada, and Hyundai Tucson?

Well, these things aren't really NEW here. It is widely accepted in our home that Papa's genes knocked out Mama's. Making me, more of him than her. My interest in dogs, kare-kare, pictures, chicken's thigh all came from him.

And it's weird. HOW? Mama is with me ALL THE TIME. Since birth, and that made me susceptible to her features. But guess what? None of them was absorbed by me. Except for our cheeks and dimples.

HMM. Speaking of my dad.
We de-cluttered last week. Throwing out stuffs that are considered JUNK. Me and Mama, came by this case. And when she opened it, the case was full of envelopes labeled 1993-1994,1995,1996,2001 etc. Well, the envelopes contained my dad's letter to mama and me. I took two, from 1996 and 1993-1994. The 1996 letter wasn't that INTERESTING. So I'll move on the 1993-1994.
My dad was a HEAVY SMOKER. He started smoking at the age of 17, when he started working. He was about 30 that time, making him and cigarettes together for 13 years. MEANING. It would be VERY VERY VERY VERY HARD TO MAKE HIM STOP. Then I saw this. [DISCLAIMER: This isn't the actual words, but the idea is here]

Sweetheart, enclosed with this letter eh yung perang naipon ko from quitting smoking. Di ako makapaniwalang kaya ko pala, kahit candy o libangan, wala akong ginagawa. All I had to do is think about our baby (which is btw, ME) Ibili mo ang baby natin ng best stroller ha. And you know what, mukhang makakya ko na ituloy-tuloy tong pag quit ko. .............

AWWWWWWWW. Dun worry, up to now, he hasn't touched a single stick of cigarette. xD
Hm. I'll try to scan that letter [once I find it again] and post it here. WISH ME LUCK.

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