teaching me assembly until 230 am, at my house, until we both gonna concuss and knock out.
then he drive back home to sleep.
words cant express how melted my heart feels. haha.
even if he always tells me, that he is sorry he didnt make things for me for special occasions, that he feels bad when he didnt prepare and I gave him something.
i dont find the need for my to receive i guess.
because what i receive from him is not only on special occasions. its every single day. (: