memories

...they tend to fade away. But great ones stay, if not forever, long enough to catch this ever distracted mind every now and then.

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Scene of the day:
Location : Garage

Writer was with her dad, they just got back from doing groceries.


Dad : Iya, tolong angkat barang please
Me : *giggling* I-DONT WANT TO! *giggles even more*

Dad did not react and continued his attempt in trying to tear off the plastic covering in
car

Me : Daddy, say that again.
Dad : Say what?
Me: Iya, tolong angkat barang
Dad: Iya, tolong angkat barang
Me : *giggles* I-DONT WANT TO! *laughs*

Dad STILL did not react/respond and was too engrossed with his mission.

Me : *pokes dad* Daddy, say that again.
Dad : Iya, tolong angkat barang.
Me : I-DONT WANT TOOOO!!!! *laughs even louder*
Dad : What is WRONG with you???



Man, sometimes i wonder where he finds that patience in him.

Me : Nothing, *giggles* I wanted to know how it feels like to say 'no' once in a while. It feels
funny. *giggles*
Dad: *serious look* Iya, angkat barang.
Me: Ok.


I love my dad la.