P.S. to previous post

Coming out of the office lobby, my face instantly lit up at the image of my dad smiling at me from our van.

I looked at my watch. It was 7:00 in the evening.

My daddy is in bed by six.

I didn't know whether I wanted to cry or smile or both.

I am so loved. And so lucky.

Thank You Lord for these little treasures that make me feel like life is still worth something.

Let me tell you again why I'm a Daddy's Girl...

Last week, I slept in my brothers' room, because it was so hot and we wanted to turn the a/c on. To save on electricity, we agreed to stay in one room. But when I woke up the next morning, there was a sharp, stinging pain in my lower back.

I was complaining to my dad because it really hurt. I couldn't really sit up properly because every time I leaned back, the pain would shoot up my spine.

The other day, I found out that he spent Friday afternoon looking for a masseuse.

*tear*

My Daddy is the sweetest boy in the world!

P.S.
My back no longer hurts and I didn't need the masseuse. d:

This is how my family does it

Nothing says I love you like a big booming voice that greets you in the mornings. Or a declaration at the supermarket that, yes, "I will buy maple-flavored bacon." Or a pair of new sneakers. Or lending the iBook when the room where the computer is is filled with college boys.

Nothing says I love you like three people in the same room not talking to each other because one is on the desktop PC, and the two others are on the laptops but willingly YM each other YouTube links. Or taking out the plug of the router to reset the connection. Or emailing various software to clean a computer that accidentally downloaded a virus disguised as a crack.

Nothing says I love you like a huge box of Cocoa Puffs and Cowhead milk. Or a few packs of your favorite Chicken Noodle soup. Or an issue of a magazine with you in it. Or a shirt that you didn't ask for but they bought, anyway.

It's great to hear I love you being said out loud but, honestly, actions still speak louder than words. (:

There's no stopping us

This year, I'll reach that pinnacle
This year, I'll get to the top
People'll realize where she got that energy
This year, I'm never gonna stop

I really have a good feeling about this year. And I'm glad I feel that I'm finally back on track. These past few days have been stressful but I'm glad to know that I'm actually doing things right. :P

This morning was like Christmas in our house because my brother finally got back from his trip. It was funny seeing him waiting for everyone's reactions when he handed out our pasalubong.

Life's been good. (: And for once, I'm not really asking for anything more than this.

"That was dinner."

I'm very easy to please with movies. Even bad movies, I enjoy. Haha! (Case in point, Ghost Rider—what a total laugh trip!)

But then, there are those lovely little gems that are romantic comedies. I'm a sucker for those. :D I love that it's always just boy meets girl, boy and girl fall in love, the end. Haha! Sometimes you don't need a complicated plot to enjoy a good movie. Maybe sometimes you want something that you can make you laugh and feel good.



This is exactly how Music and Lyrics was for me. My favorite part has got to be when Sophie Fisher (Drew Barrymore) tells Alex Fletcher (Hugh Grant) that the lyrics are just as important as the melody. That the melody is the first encounter, the physical attraction. The lyrics? That's like getting to know the person in a deeper way. I loff et! So much that I watched it twice. :P Haha!

P.S.
I loff my text marathons with Pats whenever the chismis shows are on. :P