Saturday, March 18, 2006
HAAAH!!! Trying to find something out from dad takes a lot! And I'm not even half-way through!
Just a few minutes ago while dad took over the computer to play Spider Solitaire, I was sitting beside him (waiting to get back the turn he took from me T_T). I was deciding whether or not to ask him questions about Dikko, particularly why dad didn't like him. It came up into my mind dinnertime, and I prayed to God to give me a chance tonight to discuss those issues. And the time did come.
That was right after dinner as I was using the computer to look for a sweet blog skin. He came up here and told me to "get the hell out of here"... in a playful voice. Having the thought of asking him on my mind, I stayed beside him. I kept glancing around to see if it would be safe to do what I was thinking. I was also praying and hoping for another sign, I guess.
And again, it did come. I had set a reminder earlier this morning about asking him, and it rang JUST as I was thinking of leaving him and not taking the chance.
Even if I took the chance, it was oh-so-HARD!!! It was like... OMGWTHBRBBBLTCCICWTFROFLMAOOLUSAFTW!!!
...er, skipping the craziness... it was so hard. I was stuck at the same question: "Why don't you like him?" Other questions were similar to the previous one. But all he answered was that he didn't like Dikko. And that was it; no reason why he didn't like Dikko. I kept pressing that there was a reason for everything, though. And he gave me the same answer.
Then I decided to hop on another train. I asked him why he let me stay with Dikko even though he didn't like him. He said he didn't, and he isn't. He also told me to ask my mom 'bout it. (I didn't want to press on this matter, with a fear that he might make it up in his mind to break us up ><)
I asked him what he would reply if Dikko asked his permission to take me out on a date or something. He said, flat-out, "No." Then I went back on asking him the first questions.
It is so hard to break him down! T_T
But I will get to the end!
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Justine Patricia Carpio (|)
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I am a 15-year old girl, born the 7th day of the 2nd month of the year 1991. (|)
I am a trained perfectionist. My dad is my head mentor, and my mother supports him in my training to achieve perfection in most anything. (|)
I believe in perfection. (|)
I believe perfection is but an illusion. (|)
I have observed that to achieve perfection, one has to create a believable illusion. (|)
Artists of the canvas and the paper, in reality, just makes dots, lines and strokes... at the same time, the illusion of beauty on paper is created; thus, perfection. (|)
Artists of the body are only keeping their bodies motile... and if done well, the illusion of beauty and grace is shown; thus, perfection in that art. (|)
Artists in the field of music are, in actuality, just pressing some keys, strumming some strings, hitting some instruments... while doing so, an illusion is formed within the mind of the listener; a picture of perfection. (|)
Artists with their words put together a jumble of thoughts... combining into one masterpiece a tale filled with imagination, emotion and elegance; a story of perfection. (|)
Artists on the stage may be the best illusionists of all... to make cardboard appear like gold, water seem like tears, pain feel like happiness is their illusion, their craft; their work of perfection. (|)
I have also observed... there is no such thing as a perfect love. (|)
By man's often definition, a perfect love is one that is filled with happiness, sweetness, and pure joy... always, most likely with God. (|)
Love between humans can never be a 'perfect love'. (|)
...because the most beautiful kind of love requires one to experience one form of pain and suffering... (|)
...may it be love of a parent, love of a sibling, or love of a lover... (|)
Pain and suffering are present with love and true happiness... (|)
One just has to endure the more negative times to reach to the greener fields on the other side. <3 (|)