I'll always be that little girl who keeps waiting to witness miraculous ways of seeing one's dreams come true. A dreamer like myself will NEVER stop believing for the things she ought to know is right and just. There will always be that little kid in me who wants to see the world in a different perspective, and shed light towards parts that are unclear to me.
11:11. As silly it may seem, I believe in miracles and wishing upon shooting stars. It brings the delightness of the cold evening breeze in a rush towards my shivering skin. I don't know what to say but all I know is this: the little kid in me is expecting for the Christmas carols soon, seeing that it's only 4 months till Christmas.
She loves the song CHRISTMAS LIST by Michael Buble. For her, it sounds and feels like home. Thank you Lord.