There's two things I know for sure.






She was sent here from heaven, and she’s daddy’s little girl.





As I drop to my knees by her bed at night,


She talks to Jesus, and I close my eyes.


And I thank God for all the joy in my life, But most of all...


Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer.


Stickin’ little white flowers all up in her hair.


"Walk beside the pony daddy, it’s my first ride."


"I know the cake looks funny, daddy, but I sure tried."


Oh, with all that I’ve done wrong, I must have done something right.


To deserve a hug every morning, and butterfly kisses at night.




Sweet sixteen today.


She’s looking like her momma a little more every day.


One part woman, the other part girl.


To perfume and makeup, from ribbons and curls.


Trying her wings in a great big world. But I remember...




Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer.


Stickin’ little white flowers all up in her hair.


"You know how much I love you daddy, but if you don’t mind,


I’m only going to kiss you on cheek this time."


With all that I’ve done wrong, I must have done something right.


To deserve a hug every morning, and butterfly kisses at night.




All the precise time.


Like the wind, the years go by.


Precious butterfly, spread your wings and fly.




She’ll change her name today.


She’ll make a promise, and I’ll give her away.


Standing in the bride room just staring at her.


She asked me what I’m thinking, and I said, "I’m not sure,


I just feel like I’m losing my baby girl."


Then she leaned over... and gave me...




Butterfly kisses, with her mama there.


Stickin’ little white flowers all up in her hair.


"Walk me down the aisle daddy, it’s just about time."


"Does my wedding gown look pretty daddy?" "Daddy don’t cry."


With all that I’ve done wrong, I must have done something right.


To deserve a hug every morning, and butterfly kisses.


I couldn’t ask God for more, man, this is what love is.


I know I’ve gotta let her go, but I’ll always remember.


Every hug in the morning, and butterfly kisses... 

argh! damn! i had a very unlucky day... from the very beginning.

firstly, i had to wake up early just to go to mass at 8 at my sis's school. no big deal? huh. i slept last night at 4 but i went to bed at 9:30. grrr. the scenes from the ring, the grudge and texas chainsaw m. were haunting me. damn. now that was the reason why i can't sleep. this morning pa, i fell on the floor while i was sleeping.  e HELLO! it was a bunk bed and i was sleeping sa taas. ang taas kaya ng hinulog ko. until now, my back still hurts. okay, so, we went to my sis's school nga for the mass coz after that ung fair nila. i enjoyed the fair nman until i remembered that i forgot my money at home. my sis didn't have money pa that time coz she was expecting me to "libre" her. plus, we both left our phones at home. all that time, we were borrowing phone cards from people. tpos when i contacted my mom na and she came over, she gave us both 500 bucks. nice. pero, that was already 11:00 e we're going na by 11:45 coz mei party cousin ko by 12:30. so, mau, mom, and I decided nlang to go to the ceramic painting booth. e di okei na. i was sooo proud of my work and i was boasting about it. for me, sulit na ung pagpunta ko sa fair nla coz of that. it was soo beautiful. hahah. anyway, so, next minute, it's time to go. so, i grabbed the thing and hopped into the car. soooper traffic pa that time. fortunately, we reached my cousin's house on time. when i got out of the car hnde ko alam na sumabit na pla sa paa ko ung plastic where my ceramic painting was. it hit the cement floor really hard tpos nabasag! Oh my gosh! nakakaasar. tpos, inaasar pa ko nun nung sis ko. tsk tsk. damn. nasapak ko 2loy. hahahah. but because of that i got grounded for a week. okei lng. a week lng nman e. e 7 days, 128 hours, 10,080 mins. lng nman un db? i can abstain from watching tv, texting, and the phone nman e. hahah.

ok, so, that was the deal. that was what was up today. asar noh? yeah, i know. good thing that i still have the happiness i had since feb 13 when i called twelve up. i am sooo looking forward to go to school. pero shet! soobrang kinakabahan ako. why?

 
well, i still have tomorrow to figure out the answers ryt? ah yeah, i haven't told you. tomorrow is gonna be our class free day. now, i'm not gonna expect anything for tomorrow like what i did when we had our batch free day. hayy. baka makadisappoint nnman e. dammit! just remembered, my bud is going to school tomorrow for her IP. hala na. and there was this mystery pla this valentines day. mei ngsend dw sa kanya ng box of chocolates tpos sbi dw from me.. can't be! impossible. i didn't buy anything for her or for any of my buds this valentines. she thanked me nga for it but i didn't have the slightest idea of what she was saying back then. weird.. pero, she didn;t recieve it dw. the chocol8s wese given to their maid for her to give  to my bud coz she was in the field trip then -yeah, the same fieldtrip kung nasaan ako that time- kaya nga napaka totally hnde practical e. if i was the one who gave it, e di sana i gave it nlang habang nsa trip pa. ayayay labo! soo.. anyway, their maid said na hs at pink dw ung id nung ngbigay sa knya nun so obviously, sophomore. e i don;t know nman any sophomore na as in close friend e and so does she. so, who da hell gave her that? hmmm. creeeeeepy.... basta, sure thing na hnde ako un.

ooooh another thing. there is this girl caller for my cousin who temporarily stays here. damn. don't they know that they're interrupting my connection?! grr. hahah. anyway... it's ok if they talk for a few minutes only... but NO... try a few hours. tpos now, they're blaming me coz i go online too much and their call doesn;t get in easily. who da hell do they think they are?! they keep talking about me on the phone.. RIGHT NOW.. as in RIGHT INFRONT OF ME.. pero in another dialect. they think i don't understand them.. huh. well, think again, suckas! i do. i do understand. tpos this cousin i was talking about. i remember this time in my basketball training this summer, he was there because he's the one who drives us home. ang kapal ng mukha! keeps on criticizing me and the other players and keeps on boasting about how good he was in basketball when he was young. (pare, sorri ka. you're not young anymore.) maybe, yeah. i admit that somehow he's good in basketball pero tsong! wag mo nman icriticize ung lhat ng sports that i like. fine. you want to know that you're better than me. okay. e HELLO! i'm not good at those sports nman e. i just like them. gets? so, i don't give a damn kung magaling ka dun o hnde. tpos you keep saying that i should try another sport again coZ i am not gonna succeed in one sport i like. huh. damn you! go home. oh yeah. and one time, he brought the girl in OUR house w/o even asking permission from my parents. you must've forgotten. you're not my first cousin... you're a fifth... so sana, hnde mashado makapal yang mukha mo db? okei, so the girl he brought here was the girl he met at some movie house. yuck! nagkatabi lng cla then next minute, they're ON na. watever! i want to kick your @%^ out of my house pero too bad that my parents have no slightest idea of what kind of %^&* you're up to. you don't think i know those stuff, do you? huh! whatever!!! sorri pare. somehow i know. grrr.

so sorry. just have to let that out.