#IAMACHRISTIAN but I struggle with...

I knew it wasn't just me. I knew I could not be the only one who raised holy hands and sometimes use the F-Word when I was irritated. I needed to know I was not alone in loving God but struggling to please Him in every area of my life. So I spoke to a friend, she said she didn't use the F-Word. It wasn't her thing. Then she said

H2H: 14 THINGS I LEARNT IN 2014

NEW YEAR'S EVE PARTY OUTFIT (Pt 1)

MORE WITHDRAWALS PLEASE?

I was at the bank one day to collect money because I couldn't find my ATM card. They did not have a withdrawal slip lying around. They only had deposit slips. I got to the counter and asked for a withdrawal slip. The lady asked about my ATM. I told her I couldn't find it. She gave it to me reluctantly. Another man came right after me and asked for a withdrawal slip and the lady asked him the same question about ATM. He said he didn't have one (but he had an account with the bank and money in it o). The woman said so rudely "I cannot give you a withdrawal slip." She pretty much said I don't care how much you've put into your account, you cannot take anything from it.

H2H: EYELASH DRAMA...

The other day I was walking to the bustop and it was ridiculously windy. Almost 4years here and me and the English wind have never gotten along. It has made it clear that we are not friends. Anyways, I digress, it was really windy and I felt something in my eye. The wind has blown something in my eye. So I kept scratching and hoping the thing in my eyes will go away. This was about 8:20am because my class was for 9:00am

So I got to the bustop still scratching. Tuesdays are really long for me. I have class from 9:00am to 6:00pm. Got on the bus back home around 6.30pm and my eyes still didn't feel okay. I finally got to my room in one piece and looked in the mirror. My eyelash was in my eye, it had been there the whole day.

While I was blaming the wind for attacking me.....

ROCK BOTTOM

I'm not an athletic person. It's boring. I'd rather be eating instead. Don't judge. This isn't a fitness blog. Lol. I noticed though; on one the few occasions when I tried to indulge friends by playing basket ball that, the harder I hit the ball on the ground, the higher it came back up. Every time the ball hit rock bottom, it bounced higher up.

REBIRTH?

So what have I been up to? In one word, existing. I haven't been living. I have been pulled in many different directions mentally and physically that sometimes, I don't know who I am. But I am having a rebirth. I am making a conscious effort to do the things that I love doing. The things that make me happy....like this...blogging. To be honest, I will most likely not be taking fancy outfit of the day pictures cause there's no one to take my pictures. Asking random strangers to take front, back, side and "walking pose" pictures would be pushing it.

STEPFORD MAYBE?

ALMOST WHITE

BLOOMING SEASON

A LITTLE SHEER. A LITTLE FLORAL. A SINCERE APOLOGY.

Sometimes, when you haven't spoken to a friend for such a long time, it's a bit awkward. You want to say so much but can't find the words. That's how I feel.