haiz... i`m being put up and blurred out on the possibility of me getting baptised soon. i took the piece of paper and sat myself down in the living room where my dad was watching the tv. i called out to him and spoke to him about the upcoming baptism on easter sunday. he looked at me and shook his head. that look on his face. the exact look a year back when i asked of the same request again. request for the permission of me recieving baptism. the sacrement of reconciliation. the best gift that all mankind could recieve for anyone. especially when this is from god.
i knew somehow he would refuse again. i knew it somewhere inside. but i still tried. i knew somehow i would be disappointed by his letdowns and back out on his own words he said but i still tried. i hoped for a miracle that when i blinked and open my eyes again i would see a happy face for me that he knows i`m serious about this and would agree eventually. but that same face that was imprinted in my mind dated a year back came back like a dejavu. i`m not convinced. i`m not satisfied because you can't give me a proper reason to it. all you said was "talk about it another day. i`m busy." the fact that i took it so seriously yet you think that the tv program is more important disgusts me of ur priorty in life. i cant say more.
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