zutter

I'm so sorry I haven't been updating! Uni has officially started and it's honestly so hectic I can barely find time for myself.

Hall has been amazing so far, I really love my OG but I've been finding it really hard to concentrate on my studies. I know it's just week 1 but I feel like I really need to do a ground check (?) to remind myself of where my priorities lie, because it's impossible to think when I'm in hall (idk if that makes sense). So I'm currently back home writing this and attempting to straighten everything out. 

Some really weird things happened in the last few days and to sum it up, more and more people have been telling me about my one major flaw and although I've kind of known about it all along, I can't help but feel that it's been magnified somehow, and also a little disappointed in myself that I let others see through me so easily. Now that I know about them talking about that flaw, it makes me want to back off and distance myself because I feel like they know too much of me. I'm just gonna be really honest here: My biggest flaw is that I doubt myself too much and I lack confidence.

Despite that, I want to run for JCRC, but there are always lingering thoughts in my head like 'Can I really do this?' 'Will people even vote for me?' 'Do I even stand out enough to appeal to people for their votes?' I think maybe I know where this mentality came from, it came from when I tried so hard in J1 to be part of the exco for my cca but didn't get in, when I "failed" my OCIP interview (I actually didn't but it's a long story), when I didn't make it as an OGL, and the things some people said to/called me. I can trace back the roots of all my flaws to events that occurred in JC, and they're still haunting me to this day and I can't get rid of it. The sucky thing about it is that my past is influencing my future, and I know that shouldn't be the case but I can't help it, I will always think back to those events and the thought of backing off or giving up will always look like the better option. 

So here goes with my priorities. First off will always be studies, which means I really have to do my readings before lectures, prepare for tutorials and pay attention during class. Even if this means I have to miss out on some outings or gatherings, it will all be worth it. Secondly will be my close friends in hall, if they really need anything I'll be there for them no matter what. Lately I've been giving really shitty replies to one of my friends who isn't in NTU and I feel really bad about it. I've been telling her a lot about me and I feel really bad too, but I promise I'll do better :( Thirdly I guess it'll be my commitments such as sports (I hope I get in) and also JCRC if I do get elected. It's been such a long time since I held a key leadership role that I'm not sure I can do it... But I really want to go for it. 

Next week is hella busy. I'm thinking of running some errands on Monday since I don't have class, then on Tuesday there's lessons plus JCRC Q&A after. Wednesday I have double lecture plus badminton trials which I really want to ace. Thursday there's nothing much, then Friday there's 3 tutorials plus JASH after, and on Saturday there's DnD. And I really have a lot of readings to do... I need to step my game up. Exciting but busy week ahead, I just hope I can keep everything under control and stick to my priorities. 

I'll update you soon :) 

❤️always,

hazel

sober

it's hard for me to be sober

Camp is over!!! What an experience it was, filled with up and downs. 

I guess I'm feeling quite empty right now, but it's normal I guess? After all of the emotional highs of the past few days, I finally got a chance to breathe and reflect, and everything comes crashing down. I'm starting to ask myself what I got out of this camp and I don't really have an answer to that. Maybe I'm being too critical but it doesn't seem like I'm very close to any of my group mates, not in the one on one HTHT kind of thing, but it might be too early to tell. I really expected a lot out of my Special Partner too (more about that in detail later) but I already know that it's not going anywhere and I actually really needed it. And I can't help but be envious of others. It's honestly so so so hard to wait. 

Another thing about camp is that I'm the kind of person who needs time alone to recharge every day, but I didn't really get that time in camp. Without that time to recharge, my self esteem just takes a plunge and I start imagining that everyone really hates me and the things that I say are really unentertaining and all that shit ugh. More on that later too.

Y'all know that I had really high expectations of camp, but most of them didn't really get fulfilled. Maybe it was because of sheer luck (or unluckiness) or maybe it was because of me. But I'm gonna try and recount the whole entire experience as best as I can, and you be the judge.

Day 0

We met at Pioneer at 11AM, and I actually miscalculated my ETA and I arrived an hour early and had to walk around to kill time. But when I met up with the others it was expectedly awkward, and all I wanted to do was run away. The girls were nice though, and we started off by talking about really basic things like name, course, previous school etc. We had to wait a little before boarding the bus to NTU. When we got there, we basically played a few ice breaker games before having the camp chairperson/ people (??) introduce themselves to us. We then proceeded to paint our flag, and in case I haven't told you yet, I'm in GAIA!! Yep I didn't really contribute much bc my art and craft skills are horrendous. We were released after learning a few cheers, and I guess the most memorable event of the day was when the fake freshies revealed themselves. One of them actually pretended to flare up over a small forfeit and threaten to fight our GLIC, and another blended in so well haha.

Day 1

We actually divided up according to where we lived the previous day so we could meet up and travel to NTU together. I was supposed to meet the group who lived along the purple line initially, but I ran into another group situated along the Circle Line, so I ended up going with them. The start of camp was really boring as we had to listen to speeches made by our camp sponsors, but I guess it's gonna be quite common from now onwards. We broke for lunch after which was still pretty awkward, but I really tried my best to engage in conversation with my group mates. I was sat with two seniors and another girl from my course, but after talking to that girl, I could tell our personalities didn't really click, but we were both trying hard to talk to each other, which I appreciate. The mini group which I sat with slowly started discovering common topics to talk about which really quelled the awkwardness a lot.

Post lunch came station games located around the campus. I guess the main purpose of this was to help us to get to know the school better and minimise our chances of getting lost once school starts, but honestly I don't think it helped one bit haha. We had various games such as pass the parcel, pass the food item with a designated body part etc. Overall I guess I didn't really enjoy it that much because it all seemed like really common games to be playing, but maybe my expectations have been heightened too much bc of Running Man 😂 Station games took up almost the whole afternoon, and after dinner we were told to change into our disposables in preparation for night activities. 

A bus was chartered for us to get to Pasir Ris, and we stayed around Aloha Loyang in one of the chalets there. For the night activities, we were blindfolded and made to walk in an open field while things like eggs, flour, sweet drinks, honey etc were thrown at us. But the highlight of the night had to be when we were forced to crawl through our leftover dinner which consisted of chicken rice. Thankfully I was pulled out of that since my monthly best friend was currently visiting, but the smell of it was no joke at all. After it ended, the seniors helped us to clean up a little by splashing buckets of water over us, but it was so cold that we all had to huddle together, which was really an experience. We all bonded over our apprehension of not being able to see anything and shivering like mad while waiting for the entire thing to end.

We washed up and split into guys and girls for a night of HTHT, in which we mainly discussed our past/current relationships, played shoot shag marry etc. It was kinda hilarious bc the girls weren't even half done when the guys finished. We talked till around 4AM, with supper and all from the seniors. It was great to get to know the girls a little more, prompting the start of some hopefully long lasting friendships.

Day 2

We started off with field games nearby for our morning activity. The games on the second day were a lot more fun, we had games where we had to thread raffia string through all of our shirts and pass things such as a whole raw chicken, raw octopus etc through everyone's shirts. There was also a game where we had to memorise the ingredients of a range of burgers and form a dog pile in the order of those ingredients. Oh and I found my eye candy on that day! He's insanely muscled and has a really bad boy face (tamed down a lot by his glasses) and just gives off a player vibe entirely. (i'll elaborate more on him later) We had to play wet captain's ball against his OG but they totally trashed us, which is okay since we're supposed to be sister OGs. His OG was just filled with hot guys ugh I'm so jealous of the girls there :( And honestly I feel that I'm better looking than all the girls in that OG (coming from someone with such low self esteem, that's saying something)

After heading back to our chalets to change into swim wear for pool day, we went to Pasir Ris pool and had lunch there. That's when my EC sat next to me (well okay we were separated by the aisle) but I was starstruck and couldn't really say anything. But it's alright I had plenty of time to admire his side profile ;) I didn't really participate in the games bc my red sea was still raging, but it didn't seem like I missed out much anyway, since the proggies were all pretty confused themselves and the games only required a few to participate at any one time. But it was so hot omg it would have been so nice to just go into the water even if I didn't get to play. I had time to bond with two of my Senior Attached and we shared our ECs and fangirled over them, and I think that was the most enjoyable part of my day haha. At the end we had a mass game where we were paired up with our sister OGs and we had to transport as many people as possible from one end of the pool to the other using inflatable floats. My EC was one of the lead swimmers and ugh he is so strong omg. While he was resting he happened to stop right in front of where I was standing cheering for our OGs and those freaking back muscles ughhhhhh WHY. He's just so wow and I'm just so meh.

Anyway after pool games wrapped we took public transport back to our chalet and ordered pizza for dinner. It was a pretty rushed dinner as some of the seniors came back and our OGLs had to entertain them, and there was also the night activity to prepare for. We had something called a Special Partner (SPs) assigned to each of us, completely by random, although those assigning would try their best to match heights and relationship statuses (here called traffic light colour). The girls would then be blindfolded and staying in their respective chalets, while the guys would be blindfolded as well and sent out to different chalets to find their SPs. We were told not to divulge our real names and OGs, and we were even given code names; mine was Victoria and my partner's was Beckham. So I guess from those codenames I was already expecting a pretty good looking partner. My senior even told me that my partner's physique was really good and he was the best catch out of all of them so my expectations were raised even higher... if that was even possible. 

We had to wait pretty long before our partners arrived, and when they finally did, we were made to hold hands. We talked about the basics such as previous schools, hobbies, etc. My partner was made to sing to me and I was quite impressed with his voice, although I was a little puzzled at his small hands. We were made to play the pocky game a few times and our lips brushed once or twice, and honestly I got really high off of it, since in my mind he was this insanely hot guy. Things ended quite soon and I was a little sad for him to leave.

After that we had our HTHTs with girls and guys respectively, and we all shared about our SPs. There's nothing much to say I guess hahaha just that I was really expecting my partner to turn out exactly as I wanted. 

Day 3

Day 3 was beach day! We started out with a chartered bus to Sentosa and when we got there, we had some impromptu cheer battle, and a short briefing on safety before starting out with dry games. First up was a game where we had to lie down in the sand and pass ingredients of a sandwich using our mouths, following which our GLIC had to eat the entire thing. There were really gross things like peanut butter, jam, pickles etc. The spreads were impossible to pass without dropping them in the sand so I have no idea how we managed to get it to the finish line haha. Following that we had other games which I can't really remember but yeah, it was pretty fun. 

We broke for lunch and had it with our sister OG yay! But unfortunately I didn't get to talk to my EC ugh he was across the circle from me. We actually had to play a game where we had to switch places before lunch, and he ALMOST ended up beside me but didn't ugh I was so disappointed :'( But on hindsight, I don't really think he and I are compatible hahaha. He's insanely sporty, the kind who goes for 8km runs at 5AM, etc. Which begs the question: do sporty guys like non sporty girls?? It's not that I'm not sporty, I just hate running but I really do love sports in general. Like actual sports like badminton, volleyball etc, JUST NOT RUNNING. But anyway my EC is also taken and his girlfriend is really sporty, she actually goes on those runs with him... so yup. 

After lunch was wet games and we played games that required the guys to lift the girls a lot which was honestly nerve wracking cause I hate not having my feet on the ground. And my balance sucks which was why I was falling into the water a lot, but the cool sea water was such a welcome respite from the unrelenting heat :) I lost my slippers so many times throughout the day, and I learnt one very important thing: never ever bring a pair of plain black slippers to camp bc EVERYONE ELSE HAS THE EXACT SAME PAIR. Talk about nightmare omg. 

That was about it for day 3, we didn't really have time to shower at the beach so we went back to our individual chalets to have dinner and shower. My OG spent the rest of the night planning out our final day's skit and just talking. By this time I was already pretty exhausted both emotionally and physically so I didn't really have much to say and probably came off as an anti social bitch hahaha idk. 

Day 4

It was finally the day that our SPs were to be revealed to us! We were told to change into our geeky outfits right after breakfast, and the girls were escorted into the chalet while the guys went off to their respective locations. Our OGLs were the ones who "bullied" the guys waiting outside our chalet the most, making them say and do ridiculous things that I won't repeat here haha. But overall I didn't really find the entire thing entertaining, it was way too rushed and messy that I didn't know what was going on half the time. 

To cut the story short.... there were a few good looking guys in my batch, and I honestly though they were going to be my SP, but when they went off one by one with their girls I was left feeling more puzzled and confused than ever, until there were only 3 guys left and I could pretty much figure out who was mine and I was really disappointed hahaha. I was told that my face was really black which I hope wasn't the case because it must have been really awful for my partner haha. When I saw my partner, all my nerves completely disappeared and I became super laid-back and I didn't really make an effort to connect with him at first. Initially I had plans to go on a solo date with my SP, but after the reveal I didn't really want to anymore. We exchanged gifts and he gave me a really cutesy card/ photo holder which is totally not my type (not that I told him that since I only opened his gift after we parted ways). We originally went out of NTU in a huge group of 5 couples, but then we decided to split it 3-2.

We headed to my friend's restaurant for coffee since she was craving it and that whole ordeal was really awkward. I was still caught up in trying to control my emotions from showing on my face and dealing with my disappointment so I wasn't really that into the conversation. My friend also kept disappearing off to the washroom which left me alone with the two guys. What an asshole thing to do btw. But we spent around an hour there waiting for most of the lunch places to open. We left at about 12pm and happened to run into another couple from my OG right outside the cafe, which really was a lifesaver since they made everything less awkward. 

We then proceeded to a Japanese restaurant which was really expensive, but I was feeling really full from the coffee so I didn't get anything to eat. We also decided to watch a movie after the meal since the couple we met were already planning to watch Transformers. I wasn't that keen in the movie since I don't really like such movies but it was a way to pass the time I guess. I was trying so hard not to fall asleep in the movie bc my SP paid for my ticket and I didn't want to waste it. 

By the time we finished the movie it was already almost 4, and since we had to be back at NTU by 4.30, we decided to cab back. All I can say is that it was an utter relief for the date to be over, where I could change out of my outfit and go back to my OG and just trash talk. It was honestly the most relaxed I was throughout the camp, I think the date provided some sort of emotional recharging for me (???) and made me loosen up. It was the one time where I felt free to say anything without being judged and even if I was being judged, I felt like I didn't care. 

The activities that night consisted of Fright Night, where we gathered in a LT and watch a Thai horror movie before being ushered off to the makeshift haunted house in groups of fours. I wasn't really that scared of the horror movie, but I didn't really like my group. The guys were really sweet to us bc they knew we were scared, but the one other girl was an ultimate asshole. She was a million times more scared than me, covering her ears and closing her eyes as she walked into the haunted house, but when the entire thing was over, she talked down to me and acted as if I was the one who was scared out of her wits, when all I did was scream here and there. She then acted as if she wasn't scared at all and acted really close to the guys. By then I was emotionally exhausted (again) so I didn't really say anything and of course everyone around me mistook it for me being so scared or whatever ugh. 

I don't really get how some people can be high all the time without needing time to recharge?? It's like they are forever sociable and energetic, whereas I can only keep it up for a few hours at most before I need a break away from people. It's not that I hate people, it's just that they get too overwhelming sometimes and I just need to b r e a t h e. 

But yeah. We went to a hall somewhere pretty far away to shower and one of the seniors in my OG drove us back to HSS :) After that it was pretty much waiting for the other groups to finish before we gathered in the foyer where there were camping tents set up and we played card games before going to sleep :)

Day 5

The last day of camp was pretty relaxing (at least for my group haha). It was supposed to be an Amazing Race, but we decided to take it easy and take our time going around the stations and have fun instead of rushing. We were all pretty tired by the last day too so it was an unanimous choice. It was the most fun we had as an OG, since we focused on bonding and having fun instead of trying to complete all the stations. 

But even though we were the slowest group, we still ended up back at NTU first! And I think we won the race but I can't be sure hahaha. We had a quick dinner and then focused on planning our cheers for cheer fight in the limited time we had. Cheer fight was alright I guess, our sister OG won and they really deserved it!!! So happy for them. 

But yup that was my whole HSS FOC experience. What do you think?? It took me a whole week to recount it (blame my procrastination haha). Quite a few things are happening in the week ahead, starting with seeing Big Bang tomorrow!!! I'm so excited!!! I'll update again tomorrow hehehe, until then!

❤️always,

hazel

brighter

now i think we're taking this too far
don't you know that it's not this hard

I'm not even sure where I stand right now in the five stages of grief haha I'm a hot mess. I hate this, I can't stop thinking of you every time I need the slightest bit of comfort or reassurance. I'm constantly going back and forth between "nothing has changed, only I have" and "everything has changed" and I can't seem to make up my mind, because both versions seem to make sense to me. One moment I'm convincing myself that I can go back to being who I was before this, getting happy and excited over ________ because nothing has changed. But a second later, I'll log onto ______ and start feeling so filthy and critical of every single thing that they do or say. And I can't seem to get that enthusiastic over them anymore, it's just gone. It's not that I don't like them anymore, I do. I just feel nothing inside? I don't even know anymore.

but if you take what's yours and i take mine
must we go there?
if i'm without you then i will feel so small

ugh I'm so annoyed bc I still can't figure out how to use my mac properly... I don't know how to repeat a song on iTunes for instance (and it's still messed up with so many songs missing from when I imported it from my PC ugh) and I don't know how to turn on auto capitalisation and a bunch of other things. All the shortcuts (two finger swipe, three finger whatever, screenshot, emoji) stay in my brain for no less than a day before I forget them again :'(

In other news, the mother tried to get me to go back to youth group again. She said I should "mix around with more Christian friends". Let me explain how many things are wrong with that statement. Firstly, I haven't gone to youth group properly in years, but I still have plenty of Christian friends. oh how can that possibly be??? Simple: CHRISTIANS DO NOT EXIST ONLY IN CHURCH. I don't have to go to church to find friends of the same religion as me, I already have. And I feel like these friends that I have right now do a better job of supporting me than people in youth group ever would. The reason being that these are people I choose to hang out with more than once a week, I make the effort to maintain a friendship with them no matter what stage we're at in our lives. But I have never met anyone like that in the youth groups I've been to, and I find it too perverse to share details of my personal and spiritual journey with a group of people I see once a week. Secondly, going to church to find friends seems really off to me. I know fellowship with others is important, but I don't think it should be the main focus. 

There's really something wrong with the youth group culture here.

I recently got some news that my supposed room mate is most likely getting a single by herself (long story) and so now I'm left alone to try for a double, and I might be staying with a random stranger?? I have no control over this now and that just makes the control freak in me freak out. I'm trying not to but I can't help but imagine all the worst things that could happen, like me getting a horrible room mate (foreigner, unhygienic, unsuitable personalities, uncool etc) and I CAN'T CONTROL IT. I hate this.

Btw your excuses are lame as hell. And you haven't even apologised once. I don't appreciate how you're so unreliable all the time and how you don't know how to comfort people when i've always tried to do that for you. And the worst part is that I can't get angry/ am scared of getting angry because it might mean that I lose a friend?? So I don't know any other reaction other than to let it slide and get stepped all over in the process.

I know maybe this might be a blessing in disguise, something that is prodding me out of my comfort zone but I'm so worried and I don't want to leave it. (who does?) Being this introverted is something that only happened within the last two years (I don't know when) and it's something I really hate about myself, but I automatically retreat with defences up whenever I meet new people. As a result, I guess I come off as unfriendly or cold. Even when I make an effort to be friendly or reach out, my inner critic will always lash out at me, laughing at how lame my attempts are and how the other person probably finds me weird as hell. I don't know how to stop it, I don't know how to be confident in myself and approach someone.

I guess I'll have to start with having a brand new roomie? I know that this is something that has to happen in order for me to become a new person and have a fresh start. You know what? I'm going to make a list of promises to myself for uni. Here goes:

1. I promise to be more outgoing and sociable, and not shy away from new people.
2. I promise to not be such a control freak. When confronted with the unpredictable, I'll instead learn to let things move as they should.
3. I promise not to judge myself/ be my own worst critic.

That's it for now, it may seem little but they're all easier said than done :( I'll add more to the list later.

I feel like I've changed a lot since the last time I was here (i.e. 2011) but I can't seem to figure out how. I can't remember how I used to be back then and how it differs from how I am now. And it's hard to tear myself out of my body to examine every single detail and compare it to the old me (if that made sense??) But I do know some things.

1. I'm anxious when people don't text me back immediately sometimes esp when it's about important things. And I know the reason for this as well. It's because of how I used to frantically explain myself to B and her lack of response depressed me because I felt I wasn't getting through.
2. I doubt myself frequently. I guess I got over exposed to harsh criticism over the last two years and it made me lose confidence in myself. When I heard other people throwing mean comments at me, I guess I remembered those comments and thought they must be true, if I heard it so much. 
3. I stress out over not having control over the situation. I guess this is kind of linked to the previous one. My logic is that if I have control, I can formulate a suitable response to combat the situation and have enough time to analyse the pros and cons.

It's a long list and I'm working on it :( Root for me won't you? I think I really need it sigh. 

and if you have to go,
well always know that you shine brighter than anyone does

❤️always,
Hazel

in all my spite...

... i'll turn it off

I guess I'll be coming on here pretty often at least for the time being. Work was alright today, although my computer crashed and I had to wait until it was fixed, which by then it was already 4PM, so I couldn't really do much before the work day ended. I'm just really looking forward to next week.

Is it possible to go through all five stages of grief in one day, and the next day regress and go through them again? I'm not sure if that made sense but let me try and explain. First off, let me list and elaborate on the five stages of grief for better clarity (ugh I'm such a nerd)

• Stage 1: Denial, whereby one substitutes their own preferable reality instead of the one they are confronted with in an attempt to comfort themselves.
• Stage 2: Anger, whereby the individual begins lashing out at anything and everything around them, whether related to their loss or not.
• Stage 3: Bargaining, whereby one starts to reason with a higher entity, offering anything they have in exchange of getting what they lost back.
• Stage 4: Depression, whereby the individual is constantly harbouring thoughts such as "what's the point?" "it's not worth it" along with a sharp decrease in functionality.
• Stage 5: Acceptance, whereby the individual starts believing that things will look up, and that they will get through this no matter how hard it is. 

So I went through all of these stages yesterday. By the end of yesterday, I had come to accept my loss and even told myself that "I was alright". But something strange happened this morning, and I went from being at Stage 5, acceptance, all the way back to Stage 2, anger. I was angry at the individual involved for ______________. I was angry that I couldn't depend on them anymore, and angry that I couldn't call them mine anymore. My anger slowly turned into bargaining, Stage 3, albeit slightly different, when I reasoned with myself that I could still enjoy certain parts of them, whilst ignoring the other parts that caused me pain. And I progressed on to depression, where I was constantly asking myself, "what's the point of loving so intensely and completely? It will surely end sooner rather than later", "I was absolutely nothing to them, I will always be a second choice". But right now as I'm typing this, I'm back at acceptance again. 

It's so strange. 

Maybe this is what the healing process consists of. We heal, then regress, and go through the different stages again, slightly differently each time, and heal again, and this goes on for who knows how long.  I don't know when I'll be able to stay at Stage 5 permanently, which would mean that I'm well and truly over it, but it has to happen sometime right? I just don't know when, and that's the hard part. 

All I can say now is that I feel so dirty when it comes to anything to do with _______. Seeing pictures of _______ which used to make me feel so happy and giddy now makes me feel like I'm trespassing. Appreciating the way they do each and every single thing, how they move, smile, laugh, talk, sing, dance, makes me feel like a thief, because all those actions belong to someone else now. They were never mine in the first place, I just claimed them without knowing it was already taken. I feel so disgusted with how I used to enjoy all those things about ______. I even deleted ________ on my phone because I felt so damn dirty using it, when they are someone else's. I feel like I don't have anything anymore. 

I don't know if I'll go back to the early stages of grief and loss tomorrow again, but if I do, I'll keep you posted.

A/N: On a side note, it shocks me how accurately I'm following the Küber Röss model for the five stages of loss and grief. He/she was clearly genius enough to come up with a simple formula to summarise the emotional stages of every single individual dealing with post loss and post grief, no matter how different these experiences may be/ the variation of everyone's personalities. It's truly amazing.

Oh and I saw some old acquaintances today but luckily it turned out to be a mere hi-bye situation... really thankful for that.

Things are kinda spiralling out of control here... the numerous plans I made in July feel like they are falling apart and I have no control over whether they happen or not. I hate not having control, it makes me feel weak and useless. But just as I thought this, God reminded me of a verse. 

And He said to me, "My Grace is sufficient for you, for My power is made perfect in weakness." - 2 Corinthians 12:9

If I feel weak because I don't have control, all the more I should rejoice in not having the control I desperately want, because when I am weak, then I am made strong by the grace of God. It's hard to fathom, even illogical, but then again, faith defies all logic. 

If you're reading this, please take a moment to pray for the people of South Korea. If you haven't heard, the MERS virus is threatening to spread within their country, and the government is doing their best to contain it. Pray that God will cast His healing over the people who are affected by it, and cover the entire nation with His protection and comfort especially in this trying time. Pray also for the medical and healthcare professionals who are currently fighting, that He will grant them with his holy strength and protect them from the illness as well. 

So now that I kinda lost my obsession, I don't really know what to do with my time... haha. I need to find a new past time asap. Anyone has any recommendations? I'm currently watching the latest PLL but I have to wait one week for the next episode and that's just too long sigh. It's Friday tomorrow but no current plans for the weekend ahead, just maybe sleeping in? 

I'll keep you posted :)

❤️ always,

Hazel