My Family <3 -Warning this might be long :]

Hmm . For this certain blog I wanted to talk about the people that I call my family. I'm on vacation with them right now so I thought that it was best to talk about them because I've been able to spend more time with them. Sometimes, I admit that I think that my family is weird and embarrising. But sharing this vacation with them has showed me that I'm lucky to have such a weird and crazy family instead of having a boring and never talking to each other type family. My family consists of my parents, my auntie, my grandparents, and my dogs. (:



On our way to our a little getaway we spent 14 hours together in a car. You would've thought I'd go crazy right? Surprisingly no. I had a wonderful time. My family and I spoke Taglish (tagalog mixed with english) and were just getting to reconnect with each other. Since I'm at school for such a long time. My dad has to go to work from 6pm-3am. My auntie is at work from 9am-6pm. My grandma is at work from 3pm-12am. We never have any actual family time. When we were in the car though we made up for all the times we didn't share together. I felt like a little kid again. When I was younger we would always go on family road trips to places like Nevada, Disney Land, Washington, Canada, Oregon, and many more places. It was times like those that made me always happy. While we were in the car I could tell that my dad was getting sleepy. So to make him wake up I asked my mom to put some music on from our Ipod. I asked her to play songs that could make us dance and sing. So she did. Everybody was quiet but me. I was singing and screaming. I was off-tune. I was dancing like a fool in the car. After a song or two my auntie and mom got into it. They started to go crazy like me. My grandparents laughed it off and tried dancing. My dad, well since he was driving, he used the steering wheel as his drum sets. It was a moment I will never forget. The music was super loud. After a while I got tired and fell asleep. My family though were still singing and dancing. I was glad to have made them wake up.



My parentals ;

My parents are nice, caring , funny , and loving parents. My parents are still married after such a long time. Yes, at times they can be strict about things and yes they can be well parents. But that's what parents are for right? Haha. They have reasons why they are strict and mean. They have reasons why they care about me so much. So whenever they say that I can't do something I know it's because it's what's right for me. My dad is such a great dad. He's the one that taught me a whole bunch about sports. He taught me how to play basketball, football, how to ride a bike, and alot more. Yes, I'm a girl but it doesn't matter because I love doing all of those things. My dad can put a smile on anyones face. When I was in middle school, two of my friends came over to my house one time. We were bored and just listening to music. My dad went to my room and started shaking his "stuff". My friends were laughing so hard that their faces were turning red. I however was so embarrased that my face was just turning red. My friends have always told me that they like my dad because he's so cool and funny. My mom is the one that has taught me about pretty much everything. Sometimes she seems mad but normally she's mad because I did something wrong. I normally don't realize that I've done something wrong till later on in life. My mom is retired already. She has really bad migraines which has been trying to take over her life. But my mother is strong, she's fighting against those migraines. After a long day and going to sleep with a headache. She still knows that tomorrow is going to be a better day. My mother has always told me that I should never be scared to try something, because if I don't try it I'll never know what I missed out on. My madre is a strong women. She's super independent. I hope that one day I can be independent just like her. (:



My auntie;

My auntie has been living with my parents and I for a while now. She has been like a second mother to me. When I was about 3 or 4 my mom used to work grave-yard shift. My mom was there to say goodnight when she left and good morning when she came back. But it was different because I was still really young and I needed my mom to be there with me when I was going to sleep. So my auntie did. She used to sing to me and made sure that I was fine. She always took care of me without ever complaining. She and I have made many little inside jokes throughout our time together. We danced and sung alot. We made memories like we were sisters, friends, and auntie & niece. As I got into middle school she helped me out with troubles I had. She would give me advice about anything I asked advice for. In 9th grade, she pretty much did my hair, make-up, and got my clothes ready for my first homecoming dance. I thought that she did an awesome job. I have respect for my auntie. But at times it's as if she's a sister more than an auntie to me. We get into arguments as if we are sisters. We would joke and talk to each other as if we are sisters. She's like a second mom and a sister I never had.

My grandparents;
My grandparents that live with me are the parents of my mom and auntie. They have been living with us for some quite time now. They have been supporting me and cheering me on since I was a baby. I love them so much. I don't say it as often as I should but they should know that I do. They are pretty much the only people in my family that I'll talk to in complete tagalog sentences. Haha. I don't know. I just feel like they won't laugh at me if I mess up. It's fun because they ask me questions about school and stuff. I'll tell them. Even if it takes me a while because I have to form the answer in my mind. They don't mind as long as I try they say. I'm starting to get more comfortable with my tagalog because of them. I owe them alot. They are always here for me. I admit that sometimes I don't always but I do appreciatte them alot.

Actually, I appreciate having such a wonderful family. If it weren't for them I wouldn't be here today. Without their love and support I wouldn't be who I am now. I thank having them in my life. I don't say it that often but they should know that I am. I am very thankful. I might still be young to some people but I have learned alot life lessons thanks to my family. If any of my family members are reading this, know that I'm glad to have you in my life. Thank you very much & I love you!


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-April Maii . <333

Christmas - Filipino Style

I know, that most of you are thinking, isn't kind of early to be blogging about Christmas ? No it's not ! Why would it be? Please remember that I'm filipina. Typically filipinos start celebrating Christmas in September. They don't stop celebrating till after the first week of January . That's like 5 MONTHS OF CHRISTMAS ! haha.


I love it though because I was watching the Filipino Channel [[Yes, I understand Tagalog]] and they started counting how many more days there were till Christmas on the first day of September. I was like "Mom why are they counting down already?" My mom told me that they always do. At first I was like "Wow that is such a long time!" But then I realized that they probably celebrate it so long so that it can be more time with the family. See filipinos pretty much love spending their free time with their families. Our priorities are; God, Family, School, Friends, Etc. My family believes in the saying "Friends come and go, but families are forever".

I love Christmas, not just because I get presents and stuff but because I get to see alot my family members that I don't normally see during the year. It's a time of year to give thanks to all the things I have. Even though Christmas is celebrated for such a long time, it has it's reasons why it should be. No matter what, I want to celebrate my Christmas on September 1- the end of the last week of January. I want to keep that Filipino tradition going on.



New blog soon ;D
-April Maii <333

Fear and Worrying.

"Sometimes we miss out on the chance of true happiness because of the fears and worries that we have." -Anonymous.


Hi there once again. (:

Well this blog I wanted to chose the topic of fear and worrying. Ohhh. Scary right? Just kidding. It's nothing scary at all. It's just sometimes in one person's life they are either scared or worried about something making them miss out on their chance of really being happy. Maybe this has happen to you my blog readers, or it hasn't happened. I don't know it's your life. I'm speaking from personal experience that this does happen.

Many things happen during someone's life. We all have to make choices even if they are good or bad, we still have to make them. But have you ever had to make a choice, and then become miserable because of it? Have you ever thought that I could've been happier with that choice? Well I have. I mean like I'm happy with some of the choices I have made in the past. But looking back some of the choices I have made make me go "Come on I chose that over that? What was I thinking?" Sometime in a lifetime you start to grow up and mature and wonder "Why did I make those foolish mistakes?" Or "What was keeping me from that?Couldn't I see that the other thing was going to make me happier?".


Sometimes I get scared of thinking of fear. Sometimes, when I am sad or mad or just thinking I begin to wonder what decision has made me feel this way. I wonder how come I couldn't see before which choice was going to make me happy. It sucks looking back at some of my choices and being sad about it. I want to be happy when I think of my past. I don't want to be all sad about it. I wonder why I didn't do that instead of that when it was so obvious that I would be 10x happier. I don't know, I guess with each mistake you really do learn something.

I personally worry alot. Whether it is about my family, school, friends, or anything. I just worry alot. I can't help it, that's just the type of person I am. Normally if a little thing bad happens I begin to worry alot. I need to be more chill about stuff. I need to learn that it's okay to worry about somethings, but not to worry so much about everything. I need to be happy with what I've got while I still have it, instead of worrying that I'm going to lose it. I need to stop wishing for things I don't have and just start appreciating what I do have because once it is gone, I'll be wishing it's still here. I need to stop worrying so much because me worrying so much can cost me my happiness. I really need to start doing all these things.

Could it be that we, as people, have fears of being truly happy? In the world that we live in, are we afraid of being too happy? Do we worry if we are happy and that it's not fair while other people are sad and miserable? I know that we worry about us being happy and everything. But I don't know. Sometimes it seems like we are scared of being happy, i just don't know why.





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-April Maii <333

Sorry.

Sorry; feeling regret, compunction, sympathy, pity, etc


Have you noticed how many times people say the word sorry? Do you ever wonder whenever someone says sorry if they actually mean it? Normally, I don't, but lately after someone says sorry to me like whenever they accidently hit me, or say something wrong, or hurt me without them knowing i ask myself, "do they really mean it?".

People normally say sorry just because it's a habit. I say sorry alot. I don't know. I just say sorry whenever I think it's neccesary. Sometimes when I say it I mean it. Sometimes I say it because I think it's the right thing to do. Sometimes I say it to my friends whenever I talk to them and just say it out of nowhere, normally then I wouldn't mean it.

Whenever my friends and I talk and say something funny but think that it will hurt the other person's feelings we don't think about saying sorry we just do it because we think it's what's right. I mean like I know when my friends say sorry they mean it whenever it's something real. But when we joke around, I wonder if they really mean their sorries.

Whenever someone gets into a fight with another person and they resolve their problems and say sorry do they really mean it? Are they not going to hold a grudge? Are they really forgiving the other person? If you don't say sorry alot but say it whenever you truly mean it does it make it better or worse then someone that always says sorry but only sometimes means it?

I would just like it if people said sorry and actually mean it. Tell me is that too hard to ask for ?

Soon another blog will be posted (:

-April Maii <3>