today was a special day. i spent time with my son at the hospital inside a mall in Mandaluyong. that would be Megamall. finally, i get to carry my son around and be proud of him. Chet and i enjoyed the day for that would be our official get together for the first time! was apprehensive at first because her father was with them (as if guarding their every movement), but i just shoved it off and focus on my family. my son was getting heavier by the day. i get to carry him and noticed that he already gained weight. Chet also gets more prettier by the day... no lies.
we purchased some items also (that got us out from her father's eyes...), and bought some things that will be used for Lemuel. we ate afterwards. then i have noticed that it's already time for them to go home. hay... how sad. but then again, they need to go home.
the sad part was when one gets home. her mother nagged and nagged and told her some stupid stuff. DAMN IT! why? i mean, why do you have to be bitchy to your daughter who is supporting you? financially. you always ask for money, for "allowance" that amounts to P4000/ pay day. that's P8000 per month! it's like your working although the truth is your just gambling the money and "earn your own". it's not good. they're bitching her around and yet, they are asking for support.
