World-class
Monday, July 17, 2006

How can I leave the picture of my world-class friend and I unposted in this beloved webspace I have been pleasantly blessed with, in the laptop taking up memory space waiting for cobwebs to happen, risking out the chances of dozens of blog readers to admire this more than classic piece of stolen moment taken right at chomp chomp for a span of 10 seconds or so, which speaks a thousand words, a million alphabets & you-get-it-i-don't-have-to-say-a-thing-more. I'm not born eloquent.... this is so darn nonsensical. Or something. Haha.

...probably the oldest friend I have in my entire life. Always listening to my never-ending material wants, complaints, whinings and a whole lot of shit. But also always inculcating us to be people of refinement, vulgar-free demeanor, importance of contentment, studies (yawn), kinship etc. Ya! Something like a father! Oh wait, he is my father!

And of course, he means more than the definition of a 'father' in the dictionary to me. He means the world to the Tan family. And so.. I have finished presenting my all-time world-class friend..who happens to be my father. Or world-class father who happens to be my friend? (scratches head)

What the hell am I doing here?? I should be registering Accounts figures in my head. Bye.

YWith love, Valerie