Happy Birthday, Baby Sister !!!

I haven’t gotten over the sad fact that my father’s birthday escaped me.

But it’s as if it was not enough, history just hit me with a straight on the face again. It didn’t just catch me off-guard and unable to grasp some air but it floored me hard. I remember I vowed not to be in the same situation again after the first occasion. Were my efforts to avoid this put to naught? Or were there any in the first place?

I forgot about my baby sister's birthday this time. Being the nice and wonderful kid she is, she didn't even complain about it.

Not even a lame excuse I can come up right now. I should be ashamed of myself. Actually, I believe I am.

For whatever it's worth, I'll try to make it up to her.