my yellow polka dotted tie

i realised i'm a frequent blogger anymore, the way like i used to be. and i know it's cause i'm bored and lazy. i looked back my early posts, wow! up to 5 posts in a day. well anyways, least i do blog. does it really matter what i write in here, do people really care to read about someone's life. i understand when friends and family read it, cause there's a genuine concern but strangers? well even then, even friends, how many of them really do give a shit?

yesterday i went for a job interview and they want me to come back again today. i think thats always a good sign. hope i get a good job for the next coupe of months, before a bid this country my final farewell.

'fare thee well....'

i spoke to my dad yesterday, after the funeral this was the first time i spoke to him. i dunno what is it exactly, but my heart pounds for him heavier. the fact that he didn't get to say goodbye to his mother, the fact that both me and my brother were not tere for him, the fact that he has lost his dear mother? i dunno, but i feel horrible for him. but it was nice to speak to him. my dad and i were close when i was a kid, everywhere he went i was with him. we did a lot of things together, until i became 15 one day, and decided to do a lot of those things myself. i decided to go against a lot of the things he believed in. the only thing that he and i shared in common till today is the fact we are stubborn idiots, and our love for Formula One. even that, i'd say i became a fan of the sport because of his influence.

today i stand corrected, cause i'll be happy if i even become half the man he is.

can't wait to go back and talk to him. i miss our conversations, and ofcourse all the times he has told me what a useless bum i am, heahehae.

later...

p.s. do you think i should wear a tie to the interview today?