Another week passed and I am still reviewing since the first competition will be in two days. I feel like my brain will explode but I have to do this right. I have to prove myself right?
“Dad, I need you to sign this.” I said and gave my dad a paper. I need his permission for the competition.
“What is it?” My dad asked and sipped his coffee. My dad is in a hurry. He is always in a hurry since the day after the program.
“I just need your permission dad. It was----
“Here sweetie. I have to go, take care ok? I love you.” My dad said and hurriedly left. I sighed and looked at the paper he just signed.
“Seriously?” I murmured to myself. My dad indeed signed the paper without knowing that I won’t be home for three days. He didn’t even wait for me to answer his question. What a life right? M
