My maiden entry - for my Dad
Tuesday 20 March 2007
This is my very very first entry for my very very first blog. Quite shocking, considering that I'm already 18. Call me outdated if you want, but at least better late then nv. Actually, i've always procrastinated of having one since last year, but that's why i said 'procrastinate'.
I wanted to start my first entry with a topic that had really left a deep impact on me. For days after i finally created my blog, i searched for my first entry topic. Well, this is it...... "My Beloved Father".
My father's love for me is just like the air around us. Just like how air is invisible, his love disguises itself in forms that escape the naked eye. It also knows no limits. There are just too many to write about, so i'll just share the most recent one.
2nd Mar '07, my 'A' level results were released. A week later, the local unis all organised their open house. My dad and mum accompanied me to NUS in morning. Mum left for work, then Dad and I headed for SMU in afternoon. We attended many talks and finally, the tedious and tiring day came to an end. Boarding the train home, I discussed with my dad abt the possible courses i could pursue (since i had considerably poor results). Then something struck me. Some emotion and realisation that I've nv felt before. Touched.
Yes, I was touched by my father's efforts. Not many fathers would bother to accompany their children to open houses, especially when they are already over 18. But mine actually did. He provided me with valuable and farsighted suggestions as to which course would suit and benefit me in the future. He also went that extra mile to talk to the current uni students who were promoting their faculties at their booths just to find out more abt the course. Even after learning from these student-promoters that they were not allowed to reveal any results prerequisites, he still pried just to know what my chances were. NO, this is definitely not being kiasu. It stems from the love and protection that he has been showering on me all this while.
Maybe many who read this entry would be baffled as to why small actions like this would lead me to my conclusion. This is becuz they have not seen what he has been doing for me ever since i entered into this world. Or maybe, some would think i'm being 'emo', but i've no qualms abt declaring my utmost respect, gratitude and love that i have for this precious father of mine.
--Talking to myself--
04:51
