Friday, September 6, 2013

The hidden agenda of the mysterious bobby pins

You may relate to me if you’re a girl with long or short hair whom at the most inconvenient times are in desperate need of a bobby pin.

I’m sure this happens to almost anything – when you need it, you’ll never find it. But somehow, this happens the most for bobby pins. The frustrating thing is that I consciously try to leave a few bobby pins in most places I could possibly think of. Jackets pockets, bag compartments, coin bags, stationary drawers at the office, emergency pack, in the miscellaneous drawer of keys, pens and USB sticks etc.

And still I could end up not finding a single bobby pin when I need it most. I have a strong feeling they know exactly when to hide, and when to show up to be a nuisance at that spot. They just love watching me get annoyed with crazy hair sticking out by the side at the same time.

Come on bobby pins, I’m your friend, please be nice to me.

Thursday, September 5, 2013

Where is my shovel?

I have forgotten how to write.

 

Let me rephrase – I have forgotten how it feels to write. The mental purge of thoughts and ideas. I hope this little step of returning to the blogging habit will help.

 

I read about digging ditches today, from The Great Book in 2 Kings. Elisha told the kings to dig the ground. They were in the middle of war, and this prophet tells them to go dig. Lol.

 

If you have time, read this story, kinda interesting…

 

The kings had big dreams – to win the war, but God is asking them to start small and dig ditches so that He can fill it with water to nourish the dehydrated troop at war.

 

Now my problem is that I do not have a big dream (yet). However, I reckon that if I start digging my ditches, I would be able to see my big dream, I hope.

 

Now where’s my shovel?