Not a girl...not yet a woman...

Looking back, I remember how i always used this as an excuse to make mistakes...and how i'll blame anything, anyone but myself for the wrongs i've done...and Pride got in the way, thinking that I had the answers to everything...but now I know, life doesn't always go my way. There are times when you'll struggle between being who you are or changing the way you are for the better.

Many experiences, disciplines and wat have you, I'll nv fail to attribute it to God and thru all these years, he has disciplined me, break me where Pride had gotten in my way and all these...I know...is for the better.

And as you start working, it's no longer what you want and you don't always get it your way. At work, noone is there to defend you or protect you, you are on your own fending yourself...a time to stand up and face up to these all on your own.

But when 1 choose not to change for the better, and still believes he/she still has the right of way, I do agree with my Dir that it will just bring this person down, and he/she will nv go far. That will only be a person's downfall.

As time goes by, i know I am slowly becoming a woman....and sometimes,I wonder how i'll be like, what I'll be doing 10yrs down the road...20yrs down the rd etc...

We just had the final phase of community programme with this old folk's home on Friday and I started to think...alot...again...

Like how did these elderly folks look like when they were younger....what kinda person were they and how it's so encouraging to see that despite they disabilities at this age, they can still remain so joyful and stuff. It's a choice. You choose the kinda life you wanna lead.

If you ask me now, I am afraid of growing old. But at every stage in life, Lord, I'm gonna choose to praise u!