Call me desperate... yes I admit, I am. I am desperate to lose weight... I am desperate to gain height, I am desperate to work abroad, I am desperate to find a really stable job. All this desperations cause me stress. Yes, by just merely thinking about it, it stress me a lot. While it's true that I should not worry about my tomorrow for it is already in God's hand but human as I am, I cannot help it but wonder and ask-how long should I wait for God to reveal His ultimate and perfect plan for me?
My thought really wonders specially now that I was stranded again by the heavy downpour, but yes that's how I felt right now...