read someone's blog yesterday.and suddenly i felt so jealous of her.her parents was talking about their past,how they met all that.they laughed,smiled and felt embarrassed after that.then that night i looked at photo albums.there were only two albums which my dad was in.ok that was weird writing the word 'dad' and its my first time writing that.hmm.there was a picture of my mum,dad and me when i was around 2 years old.yes A picture.there is only 1 picture of us together.and that wasn't even complete coz my sister was not there.when i look at that picture,i suddenly ask myself,'were they already having problems during that time?'i don't know.maybe.

so just now i asked my mum.she said they were having small problems at that point of time.no wonder they looked,actually we all looked sad.hmm.then my mum start talking about my dad.the opposite of the blog i read,my mum talk all the bad things about my dad.she even say,'i hate him!'.i mean i don't blame her for hating him.i understand how she feels.but it's just that it makes me sad thinking that most of whom i know have a father when i have never felt a father's love before.i might have told my mum and everyone that i don't care about not having a father but in actual fact,i do.i do feel the lost.but whatever it is,my mum's love is enough for me.i don't wish anyone to take that away from me.mum,i love you very much...

this was the picture.the woman in black is my dad's sister.