jingmei626

i love my daddy..
A lot of my frens are not so close with their daddies.. and mummies are wat they usually spoken of.. i’ll be overwhelmed by feelings when i think abt my daddy.. he is definitely my HERO..
when i was in kindergarden, daddy is the one that picks me up from school. i’m 20 now but i can still rmb that day very clearly when i was only 4 o 5. one day, i sat by the door of my kg class waiting for daddy to come.. everyone has gone home and my teacher wanted to go home too.. so, she decided to send me to my father’s workshop. i sat on the metal "hammering thingy" and look out at the gate. auntie and uncle asked me to sit inside but i don wan.. i think i was worried that daddy don wan me. it was a hot day. waited and waited. finally, he came. i was overjoyed.
another time, one of my classmates father offered to send me home after class as it was late already. that time i was only 4 and i tot its ok to follow and so i did and since i have waited for so long.. while i was walking, i turned ard and looked up.. hehe it’s dad. he followed me quietly from the back. when i got home, mummy scold me for following a stranger. and luckily dad got there in time.
there was one time that i nearly drowned in the public swimming pool. i was splashing and drowning. drinking too much water and i couldn’t even let out a scream. suddenly, someone grabbed me from under the water. my dad!
his was very handsome and fair from my memories. the time when i look at him from far below. now, we’re almost the same height and he’s getting old and chubby and very tan due to working under the sun.
i love my dad..

When i get caught in the rain

With nowhere to run

When i’m distraught and in pain

Without anyone

We keep prayin’ to be saved

But nobody comes

And i feel so far away

That i just can’t

Find my way home

I can get there alone

It’s okay

What i say

I can make it through the rain

I can stand up once again

On my own and I know

That I’m strong enough to mend

And every time I feel afraid

I hold tighter to my faith

And I live one more day

And I make it through the rain

Hoo…hoo…doo doo doo

Ooh…hoo…mmm…hmm…

And if i keep falling down

Don’t i dare give in

I will arise safe and sound

So keep pressing on

Step fastly

And i’ll find what i need

To prepare

What i say

I can make it through the rain

I can stand up once again

On my own and I know

That I’m strong enough to mend

And every time I feel afraid

I hold tighter to my faith

And I live one more day

And I make it through the rain

And when the wind moves

And shadows grow close

Don’t be afraid

There’s nothing i can’t face

And sure they tell me

I’ll never pull through

Don’t hesitate

Stay calm and sane

I can make it through the rain

I can stand up once again

On my own and I know

That I’m strong enough to mend

And every time I feel afraid

I hold tighter to my faith

And I live one more day

And I make it through the rain

I can make it through the rain

Can stand up once again

And I live one more day

And I’ll make it through the rain

Ooh, yes, you can

Mmm…hmm…

I can make it through the rain

Smitten couples pass us by and some of us wonder, "When will it be my turn?"
The lucky ones bask in love’s exhilaration, hoping their valentine lasts forever.
Others of us look at our partners and wonder, "Where has the love gone?"
Our Prince Charming is not so charming anymore. Cinderella sounds more like a fish-wife than a princess nowadays.
What about those who say, "It’s all the game of love"?
And they play it with vengeance.
All out of fun.
Taking nothing seriously.
Sometimes leaving broken hearts behind.
Becoming villains because, perhaps once, they were victims too.
Victims, Villains or Valentine…
Maybe you have been one. Maybe u have been all three…