Holla.
I’m going to have my hair cut tonight. So stress to see my hair keep falling every move i take. I think it caused by my hair is already too long. My hair is not strength enough. Then, easily to fall. U know, getting old, less eat fruits, may caused that. I predict.
So….., aniway, see the picture on the left? It is my latest pic taken, yesterday. And thank to Flickr-Picnic editing tool. Love it. Yep, like the sentence on my pic – I try to believe one more time, this world has fairy tales. May be not the cinderella one, or snow white. ;D Somehow, I really wish i have a heart like when i was younger. When i was a little girl. That I just wish for something sparkling, a fairy maybe, which can make my wish comes true.
Believe is easier than not to believe. Its like a kid who 100% believe that God gonna hear their pray. That what i mean with believe. I wanna be a truth believer. I wanna have my own fairy tale. I wanna have a truth stories that can inspire to others.
Sometime, a condition caused you to feel dissapointed with this life u live. Then that become a problem which change you, before you realize. You’ll feel tired before you realize. You’ll feel empty, even with all bless arround you.
We still have to face tomorrow.
We still have to fight for the next next tomorrow.
Refresh! Go refresh and start fresh.
I’m gonna have my hair cut today. Next i will :
- Reading news paper with my dogs laying and playing arround me.
- Have a cup of coffee or ice tea.
- Phone and talking to my dear old friends.
- Working.
- Laugh more. Smile more.
- Pray more.
- Find a new friends.
Its not like a resolution to do. There is no result i wish to get at the end. Its just me, try to believe. That God still care of me. Still blessing me arround. Still. Still. Still.
Again its not cinderella, not princess, not prince with white horse. For me its like, be a author. Or novelist or coloumnist.
Miss those lighter steps.
