Just Dance.

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don't think just dance,

Friday, February 08, 2008

3 years gone just in a flash. 2 years ago I was still complaining about the piling workload and wishing that school life would be over quickly.

So many issues still unsettled. University education, NS enlistment date (6-9 months time).

Why am I so sensitive when people ask me about my status? I always reply with, "ayah, nobody want me what". Sighs.

At the end of the day, romantic pursuits are side dishes compared to our destiny. I just pray that God will give my heart a CPR and revive it. Deposit that seed of faith into my heart again.

I want to stop searching for answers. I know God has it all. Let me just wait patiently on God and let the story unfold for itself. I'm pretty sure my story would be an adventure.

Passion Groove Life.