let me start wishing upon a shooting star.

fireworks over. i heart fireworks. they never fail to mesmerize me. and make me want to kiss. =) the usual scent of the left-over foods give a warm feeling. the gifts, they are all   worth the wait. and the smiles from my nieces and nephews lips, they are lovely in every inch. 

 

 i stared at the first spot of sun on the grass near my feet. and realized that, hey, 19 more days and its gonna be my birthday! and not to give you anymore headache thinking what  my heart is beating for, here are 25 things this petite girl wants to see wrapped in fancy papers and ribboned with glittery silk. =)

1. sitti’s album
2. Neutrogena Fine Fairness UV Compact (i use the beige tone), and toner and moisturizer!
3. Perfume: lacoste yellow or Benetton cold or 3 bottles of Bench Grass Cucumber cedarwood!
4. oil paint
5. 3 pcs canvas
6. a study table
7. scented candles
8. Coelho’s The Fifth Mountain
9. burt’s bees lip balm (or if you can’t find any, body shop’s lip butter will do)
10. a portable sewing machine
11. yoga mat
12. a navy blue or gold belt ( i like the glossy one)
13. calculator
14. clear contact lenses (my vision is 200/200)
15. Coelho’s The Pilgrimage
16. a slice of cheesecake
17. tweezers, earwax cleaner, a cute nail cutter and 3 boxes of blade =)
18. a set of FOOT SPA. (you know i sOoo much LOVE my FEET!)
19. i’ll let you decide here.
20. Gabriel Garcia Marquez’ Chronicle of a Death Foretold
21. Arthur Golden’s Memoirs of Geisha
22. color pencils and a sketch notebook
23. Coelho’s The Devil and Miss Prym
24. a classy wall clock.
25.  P 19,000.00 (or any cash will do!)

 but you know what? it’s okay if you can’t give me any of these items, really. A fervent prayer for my peace of mind and my dear ones’ happiness is more than any material gift would cost! This is just a twist to make a fun birthday project. What my heart truly desires is something that cannot be spoken by the human mouth, it's a project that i already entrusted to HIS will. =)  

P.S. tell me. will i wait for another 100 and who-knows-how-many-more-days and minutes, just like what was written on the paper? or should i let the coming of the first full moon put an end to my weary heart?