every 3rd sunday of june,the world celebrate fathers day,ok maybe not the whole world but all of them who remembers it.in our culture,fathers day celebration is not really a culture.some even choose to ignore.maybe the fact that fathers day is not a holiday,i mean an off day for those working or schooling,but how does that explain valentine?
hmm,i dont know,whatever it is,as usual,because of my distance from my dad,or as i call him abah,i didnt have the chance to celebrate today with him,the only thing i did,is call him as soon as i woke up this morning,and that was 12pm haha.we chat for quite sometime and thats about it.knowing he is resting well and recovering from his knee operation makes me fell good.
HAPPY FATHERS DAY ABAH
ps:cite yg aku janjikan smalam pasal kawan yang dari canada tu,akan aku citer besok.
tghari tadi aku pi sakuranbo gari (cherry picking) somewhere kat yonezawa ni gak.osmet aku ajak sebab die nak bawak tetamu die dari canada jalan2 area sini.as ni pon tahun terakhir aku kat sini,why not,aku ikot je aa.sampai tempat tu dalam kol 12 lebih,setengah jam je dari umah aku.kitorang pi 4 orang satu kete.dengan bayaran 1000yen sorang,leh petik aa bape banyak pon cherry yang ade,and makan kat situ,nak panjat pokok pon boleh,derang sediakan tangge tok panjat.
tapi unlucky for us,as today was the first day tempat cherry picking to bukak,so tak banyak pokok yang bebetol masak,in fact ade yang lom masak langsong,so most of the time kitorang stick to 4-5 pokok yang bebetol cherry die dah masak.sebab 4 orang je pi,(yang lain malas),so kurang aa meriah macam dulu aku pi,2 tahun lepas.tapi still ok,sebab aku banyak gak borak2 ngan tetamu canadian osmet aku tu.as die sebenarnye deaf,so perborakan kitorang lebih pada hand langguage(yang aku create sendri hehe).takpe aa,nanti aku citer lebih lanjot pasal die besok.
takde mende sangat aku leh citer pasal sakuranbo gari ni,so korang click je aa kat gamba yang ade,and nanti akan jadik gamba besar.tata
yesterday i chatted with a fellow blogger that seems to be very good in poetry.i asked her how did she started,one of her reason was,once in her life she was lacking of self confidence,and writing poem help her bring up her confidence,i pushed her to tell me what makes her self confidence low at that time,and she said that she was bigger than everybody else.
bigger,huhu one of the substitute word for fat,gemok,gendut,bla bla bla.as for me i prefer to use the word chomel.hehe.please dont get me wrong,im not mocking her,instead,i do understand her,as i had the same problem when i was younger.in fact that was the reason my days in my boarding school are not the best days of my life,they were a part of the worst ones.i was always picked on because of size.
that was that,and i have no intention to elaborate that second paragraph,but now everything is different,society accepts me the way i am,a lot of people wants to be my friend.as my father once said to his friend,"rudy ni,name je dok jepon,tapi kawan satu malaysia".everywhere i go,there is always someone who knows me.
instead of mocking me of being fat,these people always associate me with being cute,im not sure wheather that is just thier way to please me,or maybe it was me,always substituting the word fat with chomel,either way,im happy with them,treating me good,and sharing their fun live with me.
to top it up,my other half accepted me,and said that she liked me,tembam2 chomel.hehehe i love her so much
