Wednesdays and Thursdays are my rest days. Rest days also mean that I get to spend more time sitting in front of the computer and be glued on the internet. Now it also means that I like munching on something while browsing like the manner of enjoying popcorn while watching a movie.. and this guy is the one I keep grabbing unto.
They're tasty and shaped like clubs as the name suggests. Gotta love calories baby! :D
.... but like all dreams, they fade away from memory as soon as you wake up. LOL. See his literature in here and be blown away. I tell you, he's got the gift of words. Jon Foreman in Huffington Post
"Only in humility can we begin to find the beauty in everything. Do you have the
barefaced wonder to drift outside the lines? If you dare, you could rise up to be
the shameless architect of the unknown, charting new ground that the critics will
never know. For the rest of the crowd, there's safety in numbers. But for you- you
and your brave soul, there are no guilty pleasures. Just pleasures." --Jon Foreman
Growing up, I viewed her as a pretty musician with predictable music and mature packaging. Now I'm older and wiser, I revisited her pieces and view her as my heroine.
Hands by Jewel
If I could tell the world just one thing
It would be that we're all OK
And not to worry 'cause worry is wasteful
And useless in times like these
I won't be made useless
I won't be idle with despair
I will gather myself around my faith
For light does the darkness most fear
My hands are small, I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
Poverty stole your golden shoes
It didn't steal your laughter
And heartache came to visit me
But I knew it wasn't ever after
We'll fight, not out of spite
For someone must stand up for what's right
'Cause where there's a man who has no voice
There ours shall go singing
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
I am never broken
In the end only kindness matters
In the end only kindness matters
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
We are never broken
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's mind
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's heart
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's eyes
We are God's hands
We are God's hands.
2 months ago, I used to sport this long hair, almost up to the waist. I have to admit it was pooooooorly maintained at the time that's why it got so frizzy and got attacked by split ends. I decided to have it trimmed and I specifically told the hairdresser to just cut 2 inches of it cause I would love it to not lose the length. Well you guess right man, by the time I stepped out of the parlor, my hair falls just an inch past the shoulders. The hairstyle is okay, its just that the length is sickening.I almost want to strangle the lady. I'm not really a fan of short hairs. I think long hairs are sexy not to mention the fact that I look better sporting it.
So I let it pass, 2 months after and of course, my hair got longer. I blow-dry it almost 3 times a week cause it made it look livelier and it gives my hair a little kick of volume. It was fun doing this hair routine for a month or so but now it just gets so blah boring. I need a new haircut or hairstyle. I was googling some and now I'm eyeing this pretty.
yaaaaaaay! :D
I'll have this on me next week on my rest day, I swear. And with that I vow not to have my hair trim by that lady ever again..
I know I've done wrong Father
Please let me see reason
wash these off with your mercy and forgiveness
I need You here
let me be strong
let my faith be stronger
let my love be the strongest
so that I can withstand what life will throw my way
let it be that strong and overwhelming
that even this temporary body can't contain
so it can radiate unto others
so it can embrace them in their solitude.
Almighty Father, I need you in me
in Your time, in Your hands
Let me be free.......
Sunday, June 5, 2011
I hate cursing..using cuss words,filth words. I hate me cursing. and I hate the fact that I'm cursing whenever i get excited.or agitated.or irritated. Father, please cut off this tongue if it will help me get better. I'm sorry. :(
