dad pass me a letter that was addressed to me at dinner time.
a plain white nobody, except for the words- On Government Service.
i was puzzled, these letters are never meant for me, for my brothers maybe.
but the Government could wait, it was first come first serve, and my stomach had already began dinner.
after dinner, i approach the letter gingerly, thinking maybe it was a bomb of sorts.
and it was.
seems to me, i need some help in getting a boyfriend.
seems to me, the Government couldnt wait to step in... geez wheez...
seems to me, getting a boyfriend, married, have kids.. is all part of a plan.
just that it wasnt as much as my plan... as the Government's plan...
haiz... that just sux... makes me feel so NOT want to get a boyfriend, married, have kids.
fortunately or un-fortunately.. dad scoff at the letter... that just makes me want to give him something nice this Papa day.
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