go back in time

if i could go back there would be so many things i would do difrently so many i would call my dad at least once a week i would be a better pearson instead of just a burden. there are so many mistakes i would fix if only it were posible.

On my 13th bday, I received a call from my dad. We talked for hours and said that he and my mom will be coming home after a few days. I was really excited because my dad and mom works in Saudi Arabia while I stayd here in the Philippines with my relatives. He comes home only after every 2 years and stay for 55 days while my mom comes home every year and gets to stay for 40 days. I really miss them so much that when they get back, I’d give each one of them a hug for at least 5 minutes just to let them know how much i miss them both. Before we say our goodbyes over the phone, I told my dad to buy me many gifts and that’s it. I was counting the days because I was really excited to see them again.. 12 days later, my mom arrived with a saddest news about my dad. My dad already passed away a couple of days after he called me. I learned that 7 days after my bday, My dad and his friends drank a lot to celebrate. After the party, my dad’s friend took him home to his apartment. He’s the only one who occupies the apartment because he and my mom doesn’t live together there because they’re a thousand square km away. His friend told him that he’d be back in the morning to pick him up so they’d be able to buy gifts. The following morning, my dad’s friend went to pick him up, but when he got in the apartment, he found out that my dad had a heart attack. He immediately took my dad to the nearest hospital but they couldn’t do anything anymore..

My mom already told my folks over the phone and they didn’t say a thing to me because I might simply crash…

...So If there’s really a way to go back in time… I’d do it in a heart beat..

Because the greatest gift that I could have acquired on my 13th bday…. was my dad

I want to go to Seattle 1989 and live there for a few years so I can live through Nirvana’s time period. In 1994 I’ll return to my time and I’ll have done one of the things I want to do most. But maybe I wouldn’t need to return to my time so soon. Maybe I’d go back a little farther to August of 1969, and go to Woodstock. If you’re not supposed to be there, as in, you are in a different time period, could you get killed? Hmm. Because if not I’d like to got to 1945 and be on Iwo Jima. If I could just go back whenever I wanted the possibilities are endless as to what I could do.

Get on it, science! And, I don’t want to go back in time to fix something. I just want to go back in time and hang out.

my neighbor..gave birth to baby number 4 yesterday, this time a girl…....she asked..can you take the kids for about an hour? My husband is tired…he spent a lot of his energy, with me and the baby yesterday…....of course, I can do that.
It does take a village, Hillary was right…but I enjoyed it.perhaps more than I did watching my own kids….the little one is but not even 2…....and we all, each one of us..enjoyed watching him, be him….his 2 year old self..taking everything out withour putting it back…...smiling,pointing, laughing…I was happy, although, when I took that sweet person by the hand, and walked him back across that street…I am going to make a terrific grandmother!

This cant be right i have to go back to the start of things or at least make an attempt. Time…do we really know what it is?? Time..its just a word used to measure what we cant control, its all just an illusion nothing else. I cant accept this cataclysmic fall. I’ll make it better again..just wait.

I’ve seriously fucked up a lot of things in my past.

at work, leaned over, handed me me his cellphone and said “Check this text message I got from this girl I met Saturday Night when I was at the club. You must admitt I am pretty talented with the ladies to end up with a text message like that!” he smirked…
“Talented? Let me tell you what talented is..talented, was finding a pen, when you were too drunk to even find your purse, than hunting down a beverage napkins that was soaked with booze so that the phone number won’t run as you wrote it. And if you were really talented, the next morning, with a throbbing headache, you were able to still find that phonenumber…..add the fact that if you could not find that phone number, you sat at home by the phone hoping he could find yours…
Dating with cellphones, is not talent…the 1980’s dating, now that, was talent!”

i would do absolutely ANYTHING
ugh. i wish so hard that i sometimes almost believe that its possible haha.

that I spent tonight on the web..sleeping!