Today is Father's day.(: I love my daddy. He's pretty swell if I do say so myself. I'mma miss him while I'm in California this week. We don't always get along, but he'll always be my dad. And for that, I'll love him till the day I die. All my life he's be there for me, no matter how much he worked, no matter if he was trying to do his work, no matter if he was in a good mood or not. As a kid, he was someone I always looked up to. He was the superman in my life, him and my brother.(: They meant the world to me. I remember my father was doing some odd schooling and he studied for his tests locked up in his room. I'd slowly sneak my way in and give him a magic spell so he'd do well on his test. He'd call me later that night after he found out his result and he'd tell me he always did good.(: It always made me smile to know that I sorta did something good for him. I love the memories I've had with my daddy. I love him so much.(: