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Thursday March 27, 2008 |
March 27, 2008 |
A must read.
because it matters.
I honestly love my dad. Well NO, he did not buy me that Lamborghini i wanted,neither did he went out of his mind getting me my first Marc Jacobs. I had some reality check going on two days ago.
Picture a situation where someone with boobs trying to get cash out of a rich man?
enough said,and go figure. 
its after all something that i have indirectly resolved. I don’t know how to put it out directly here because i don’t know if who’s reading. But whoever it is,go get your cash somewhere else and know when to back off. Besides her daughter is only 7 years your junior wtf?
Argh stupid woman nowadays. So very fucking honestly lah,what do you think a daughter of such a protective attitude would do seeing such a threat.
I’ve grown up in such a way where I am obviously thankful to have such a father,a figure in the family who i don’t call him useless like some kids would due to a horrible childhood/upbringing i would say. He’s someone who i have full respect for because of his capabilities, his wisdom, his undying love to save my already burnt self although i kept running and running, and its because i know very well that i would not trade anything in the world for my dad. even if it means to lose a close boyfriend like Alvin for 394723462647 times.
Its such an amazing feeling seeing how he gains respect not for his money, but for that “it” factor that he has and tht great aura he carries with him. I know its like so absolutely flattering him (as if when he reads he’ll get me my Lambo wtf) but hey i mean it. I was having such a horrible horrible time two days ago.
You got no idea how frustrating designing can be,moreover the constructing part and all the troubleshooting. I could still remember how i got so frustrated crying and crying, thinking how the fuck should i attempt doing it again. 
i felt like i wasn’t quite good enough,but heck he told me its all in the mind. omg at that very moment i swear i wanted to say how sorry i was for all the mistakes i’ve done running away from home and give him one tight hug.
BUT NO,I GOT EGO
Dad’s newly launched website,errrrh company website.
*CLICK*
Since i am at a point of giving him all the credits in the world that he can have,might as well i list it all down at once lah right. lets start off with the things that he do. note: i don’t do this often,so don’t lah come shooting me with statements as if im showing him off wtf
2) Hotel Equitorial, Hotel Impiana KLCC,Sheraton Hotel, Hilton Hotel, Eastin Hotel, Berjaya Groups Holdings that owns every 7eleven and Starbucks, and I’m not his office secretary to remember it all.
3) I guess the coolest part would be him being an advisor to the Chef’s Association of Malaysia, an official food tester for Chef Competitions *CLICK* . he also supplies and designed Taylor’s College’s kitchen you know the ‘classrooms’ as you walk into the Bali campus and every inch of the kitchen facilities belongs to him.
4) Daddy also does the same designing/consultancy/supplies to every single army camp in the country. you know the ones who holds guns and marches all day long to get sent out for war in some other country but our own?
so every single army camp all over is quite a biggie.5) lastly, the yearly Culinaire Malaysia Exhibition,with every single noteable chef’s competing their works and exhibiting it to public in KLCC.
you know, every penny was hard earned and i could have cost him his all when i ran away from home then. this old man of mine,left his company on hold just for the sake of his ever running away daughter. Thank you for keeping me safe always daddy,i love you.
thank you for listening.
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