This few days, I've been lamenting so much about the plight that I'm in.
So much that I forgot what I actually have, which people don't have.
I'm afraid of what that's about to come in the week ahead. I fear the night, as it falls.
I hated it when a dark black blankets the sky.
Tearing each day seems to be a usual.
I don't want to go into a new environment!

I need security, so much of it.
Everyday, I just want to be with my dad and mum, my family, and my best friend who understands the most. And as I pray, I realised I don't wanna stop. There's so much peace and rest overwhelming.

On a lighter note, I'm so glad I have a family party today. It's a BBQ session at my aunty's house. This is gonna be great.
Just a pity, elise doesn't wanna come with me though she's invited by my family. Because of a big dog there.

It's when I start to count my blessings, I feel a little better. And of course, the promises which I hold on so tightly.