Really.. My parents are this appreciative for simple gifts.. Can’t wait to give you greater ones, your dreams.

Just.. Stay here and wait for me, ok?

Rest now, father and daughter

Can’t imagine how Natalia and Vanessa are right now. Be strong, girls. Be strong.

Babies Capri and Bianka Bryant will grow up with stories about their father and sister instead of growing up beside them. Dang, who would’ve thought this would happen.

Tomorrow’s never promised. Make every day with your families worthwhile.

Also, everyone being in shock and praying for the Bryant family is totally understandable, but please also have the other people onboard in your thoughts and prayers.

My condolences to the families who have lost someone dear to them today.

Reminder

Created a wallpaper that would help me check if I’m taking the right steps each day.. If I’m moving towards my goals.

Looks really messy and childish, but is very symbolic.

Dollar bills – spend less, save more, earn more

Honda logo – watch driving lessons, get a driver’s license, use CK our car

Two hearts – go on dates for Pete’s sake, let go if it’s not him or do something to keep him

Family on a car wearing beanies – treat my family on trips to places as far as I could afford

Purple – my favorite color then, to remind me that these have been MY goals for a long time now, mine and not imposed by anyone else

Message

Just finished watching A Star Is Born and I’m still in pain. The film’s message?

Life. Music. Alcoholism. Addiction. Love. Family. Voice. Pain. History. Secrets. Fame. Death. Choices.

I want to make this post long. I want to share everything I learnt, felt, but I’m lost for words…

Please don’t

Took a nap just a while ago.

Dreamt of me hearing my father flirting on the phone. I stormed outside my room towards him in the living room. He didn’t notice me as his eyes were closed and was wearing earphones. I was enraged, more so because the setting was similar to the actual before I fell asleep — my mother and youngest sister asleep on the couches — yet he seemed confident he won’t wake them up and kept on talking. Though I already knew who it was on the other end, I grabbed his phone to look at the caller ID. It was a bit hard since along with the shock, his reflexes made him hold on to his phone.

I awakened.

No, please don’t let it be a warning, Lord. I don’t want it to happen to us.. again. I don’t want to go through it alone again. I don’t want to hold more grudges against him. I don’t want to forgive him again. Please.