My life, my story.

I. Do. Not. Want. Tomorrow. To. Come.

I don't like the fact that tomorrow will come no matter how much I hate it and how much I want it to just not come.

I want time to stay still, not to move even for a split second.

I DO NOT WANT MY SISTER TO LEAVE!!!

I hate this.

I hate this.

I hate this.

I know that she have to return to Indo/Singapore sooner or later.

But this is too soon.

I know that God have greater plans for her.

And because of this, a part of me hope that tomorrow will come.

Because I want my sister to do God's will and to glorify His name in everything that she do.

I trust in God that He will bless my sister and her future plans.

But inside me, I am still sad that she's leaving.

And even more disappointed in myself as I can't send her off tomorrow.

xx

Prayer night for my sister is going to start in 20 minutes, or rather 50 (if you know Indonesians, you'll know what I mean ;) winkwink).

I'm going to bathe now.

Went to the gym even though my thigh is hurting.

I'm sorry, I just feel too fat.

Body, please forgive me.

Bye lovelies!

Xoxo.