jijaahmad: first entry of twenty-seventeen

Little Things

Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me

But bear this in mind, it was meant to be

And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks

And it all makes sense to me

I know you've never loved the crinkles by your eyes when you smile

You've never loved your stomach or your thighs, the dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine

But I'll love them endlessly

I won't let these little things

Slip out of my mouth

But if I do

It's you

Oh it's you

They add up to

I'm in love with you

And all these little things

You can't go to bed without a cup of tea

And maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep

And all those conversations are the secrets that I keep

Though it makes no sense to me

I know you've never loved the sound of your voice on tape

You never want to know how much you weigh, you still have to squeeze into your jeans

But you're perfect to me

I won't let these little things

Slip out of my mouth

But if it's true

It's you

They add up to

I'm in love with you

And all these little things

You'll never love yourself half as much as I love you

And you'll never treat yourself right darlin' but I want you to

If I let you know I'm here for you

Maybe you'll love yourself like I love you, oh

I've just let these little things

Slip out of my mouth

'Cause it's you

Oh it's you

It's you they add up to

And I'm in love with you

And all these little things

I won't let these little things

Slip out of my mouth

But if it's true

It's you

They add up to

I'm in love with you

And all your little things

- One Direction

[ some photos of twenty-sixteen ]

I am writing for ; the first entry of twenty-seventeen on 9th of Januanry 2017, unpredictable j.lo. I am currently working, so, I couldn't update any entry at all, since the workplace have the serious poor internet line, ugh.

But, let move on to the very new episode of January 2017'.

🎆🎇

journey of 2016 ;
for me, it is a year fill with roller coaster, lots of it, as if I can say, even if I've planned it beautifully, still, It turns not as I wanted to or

it doesn't form anything at all, but it just sometimes. Well, as we have to know, Allah's plan are more beautiful than human's plan. Up and down in life are exist to test we as human on how to manage it with one reason ; to grab the achievement from the maze that are build up. Of course, every problems will have the ending or the resolution of it and etc—the experience that we gain from the problems that we manage it hardly.

Thankyou.

Thankyou for those memories from a lot of people that I've known and we get through a year together, helping each other with a lot of hard moments along 2016. Somehow, I am so happy and excited to explore more upcoming days i 2017. May everything will be good, in shaa Allah.

For this 2017,
I've prepared a planner, of course. It is so needed since I did love to paint rainbows at the sky everyday and make the birds singing happily without any doubt. How I wish that my wish would turn great. auch 😍

"make this year about yourself. write a journal with your thoughts and ideas, take care of yourself and remind yourself to put your well-being first, acquire new skills, learn a language, set yourself goals to achieve, and study for your future. you will thank yourself later."

— tumblr

N E W B E G I N N I N G

If I have learn anything this year, it is I won't ever be ready for what life throws at me. I won't have the right words when it counts ; I won't know what to choose when fate itself is staring me down. But now I know I don't always need to have the right answer.

I've learned I can go on waiting for something, sustained by hope and nothing more—or I can put it aside and shrug my shoulders. Bravely accept the fact that I can't keep my heart safe any more than I can stop love from taking everything from me.

I have learned to stop saying yes when I don't mean it—to alive authentically as I know how. To allow the tips of my fingers to skirt the darkness, as long as I remember to keep my eyes fixed on the light. And as one door opens and another closes, I will move forward with the knowledge that unlike so many others, I have another year ahead of me—another shot at making it all the way around the sun, and a chance to get it right this time around.

— Lang Leav