A haircut would be nice!

I wonder when me and Matt would get a haircut. We couldn't yesterday because daddy had a really bad headache. And it was getting worse. 

My hair is way past my shoulders. Daddy layered it a few months ago. And it began to grow longer and longer. My brother Matt, needs a haircut too. But I'm not sure if we could do it today because daddy is picking up mommy from her office.

Meanwhile, Matt was eating his cereal since no one wanted to eat it. From time to time, he comes in the room and looks at what I'm doing.

Then he called daddy to ask him if he could watch TV. After his brief conversation with daddy, he walked downstairs and turned it on. I could just hear the sounds from down below.

Just a minute later, he came back up and told me, "There's a new episode of Haunted Tales!" Then he went back downstairs. I went down a short while later and sat on the couch.

After that, I went back upstairs while Matt was watching another show.

Maybe later on I would ask daddy for a simple haircut!

New Year

New year has come,
to our hearts desire
the people gather, ready to celebrate,
on December 31st, midnight,
fireworks crack and boom,
the people eat,visitors come and go,
the whole family watches, then sleeps,
but still hears the raging fireworks from faraway,
even their neighbors still sing, their voices in the air,
Oh, how new year never ends.



-HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

The Little Truth

Hello! I wanted to say that my dad has been writing these stories about me since I was young. As you can see, he is a VERY good writer. But when I tell him, he always doesn't believe me. Hee hee! And right now, this is her daughter writing this story. I'm now 9 years old. Hard to believe, right? 

I want to do blogs because telling stories is my passion. Also fashion designing. I'd do both of them often, but sometimes I fail. Dad tells me to reach for my dreams. To do whatever it takes to be whatever I want to be. And that's why I'm already here.

Today in school we practiced for our family day. And as always, I join glee club. I join because I LOVE singing. I usually sing some songs by myself in the shower!

Glee club comes after we sing Lupang Hinirang for family day. So we stand, put our right hands to our chests, and sing our National Anthem. Right after, glee club goes to the middle and sings a Christmas song about Jesus. 

And this year we were taught to dance while singing. I like the dance, I just hope our parents like it too! The rest of the dances looked interesting. But my favorite is the finale dance!

After all of this, it will be our Christmas party, then Christmas break! I'm so excited!

I hope everyone will be excited for Christmas too. I just want to say...

                         Merry Christmas!!!

A Writer's Slumber

It's been four years since I last made an entry here. I'm all grown up now. I go to school, watch TV, poke around with the laptop, and jump on beds with my little brother. Yes I have a little playmate now, his name is Matthew. I still call him "baby matt" even though he's just turned two. He doesn't speak much understandable english yet, mostly just babbles and makes bird-like noises. It's funny how I get jealous of him so easily especially when it comes to grabbing mum and dad's attention. There are times I get irritated by him, buy don't get me wrong, I love him dearly. '

I hope to be able to add more life stories from now on, because we can't risk losing all those memories. They're all too important to forget.

This is another beginning. I hope to finally wake up from this deep slumber.

Angel Me

When I grow up I want to be an angel.

Yesterday we went to the Gateway Mall. Mommy was so excited, I had no idea why. When we reached the place we were supposed to go to, we passed a lot of people who kept smiling down at me. While being pushed on a stroller, I can only get a good look at people's faces whom we passed by, and my daddy's playful manner of peeking at me from time to time. Upon arriving at our destination, my stomach started grumbling for milk. The temperature in the area was fairly cold, and so my eyes got droopy as I finished up the remains in my milk bottle. When Mommy picked me up from where I lay, I couldn't find Daddy anywhere. Mommy led me into a messed up room full of lightings and props. At first I was laid down on my stomach. At 3 months, I know I should have no problem carrying my head, but I just can't keep at it for too long. While this lady was taking pictures of me, I could sense that she was feeling uncomfortable with the way I carried myself up. The flashes of light were coming at me one after another too fast, as I was pondering whether the ground was soft enough to cushion my head if I let it drop. Next thing I knew I was laying sideways facing this lady who kept trying to make me smile while taking pictures of me. Mommy seemed also intent on getting my attention. And then I saw Daddy. He was quiet the whole time. Just smiling and looking interested. He had this knowing look about me, as though he was expecting me to act the way I did. Mommy on the other hand was all smiles trying her best to get me to smile too. I just had no clue what everybody was up to.

When the photo shoot was over I was led back to the lobby. Grandma was surprisingly there waiting for us. She seemed so happy to see me. It was about after several minutes of hanging out in the lobby when I heard Daddy and Mommy talking about a picture taken of me that was really pretty. It was I heard a portrait of an angel. I couldn't be more excited to see that photograph after having heard their conversation as Daddy wheeled me out of the lobby.

When I grow up... I want to be an angel!

A Happy Little Me

I am now officially 3 months and a day old! I was surprised to see Mommy and Daddy arrive yesterday carrying a box of what seemed to be a delectable choice of grown-up food. A Red Ribbon Triple Chocolate Cake Delight. Yep! It's the thought that counts!

Mommy was so giddy on taking pictures of us. She was the one who placed the candles on my cake. They were by the way a pink, a blue, and a yellow. Daddy called them magic candles. When he lighted them up, the candles' flames were glittered with sparks. Daddy gasped when he found out. He obviously had no idea why he called them Magic Candles. hee.

I was asleep when they both kind of woke me up for the celebration. Still groggy from sleep, I managed to keep them giggling with excitement probably thinking I can blow off the candle lights at my age. Sure enough, I didn't even give it a try. And when Mommy huffed and puffed and blew the flames with all her might, they were put out! But only for a second. Immediately the flames rose again. Daddy and Mommy huffed and puffed until all the excitement turned into panic. The flames just kept coming back no matter what. Daddy had to pull out the candles while Mommy continuously blew on them because they were so close to touching the cake already if they weren't removed. For some reason the candles fell into a deep sleep right after that. I guess that's why they call 'em Magic Candles.

Before they led me away from my cake because they were about to consume it, I had a quick glance on what was written. It said, "Happy 3rd Month Leila! Love, Mommy and Daddy"

Counting Sunsets

I chirped and twittered
Please take me away
Breeze over the Thames
Fly by the Alps

Sing me a song
Laugh with the birds
Take me to Athens
Show me the world

Tell me your name
Grant me a smile
Count me the sunsets
Stay for a while

Shatter my senses
Teach me to shiver
Help them remember
Love me forever