Husbands, LOVE YOUR WIVES!

Another hectic day for me. I went to the bank to do some stuff, again. And then to the post office, followed by tuition at 3, all the way till 5+. Reached home at about 6+ and then had another tuition at 7 20, all the way to 10.

Yea, great holiday.

After tuition, I went home and [praise Lord!] someone is interested in something in our new collection. YAY. [THANK GOD! THANK GOD! THANK GOD!]

Had a really rough morning[when I say morning, I meant 12 am onwards]. All angry, frustrated and sad. Thanks to Priscilla who really helped me get over the quarrels and urging me to pray to God and summon the Holy Spirit. But to tell the truth, I'm still angry and really upset. Those emotional blows that were coming towards me were really harsh. Especially when it comes from your mom.

She just doesnt understand how certain things are really important to me and shouldn't be said like that. Its like...mocking God, I suppose. Her words were rather abusive:(

I dont feel like trying already. Its difficult. Its taxing. Its hurting. It really is.
I diagnose my problem as "Teenage Angst". Just like how everyone else would.

MY GREAT ESCAPE[well...to-be, I guess.]

Someone bring me here please.

Someone bring me here please.

Someone bring me here please.

Someone bring me here please.

“Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her to make her holy, cleansing her by the washing with water through the word,” Ephesians 5:25-26