every day, i'll end the day by praying that tomorrow will be a better day than today.
despite the lightning-filled night, somehow i can conclude im a happier girl than most of the nights recently. it feels good to have homecooked meals again. things are definitely not at their best at home, but they are improving bit by bit.
(i hope it ends soon.)
and with this, it just teaches me to treasure more what i have at the moment, because you never know what will happen tomorrow. you know, something like a bombing could have happened anytime, everything is just not within our anticipation. what im only sure is life moves on, the earth still spins.
anyway something just dawned on me during gp today. we always talk about human rights and everything, and we discuss how they have been violated in everywhere else except where we are. are our lives a bed of roses as compared to others? we worry about education while people worry about survival. and i just thought maybe what im going through now is just a trial and a test, people worry about schoolwork, in addition i worry about the situation home, in this syf period.
but i'll stay strong with You around. grant me strength. rah.
