A letter to…

Myself and whoever’s reading this

Who felt like giving up

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DON’T!

This ain’t going down without a fight. I’m gonna fight till the last drop of blood.

2009 – 1990 = ?

I kept my expectations low this time and I was very very happy. Thank God. It’s true you know that when you keep your expectations high, the probability of you getting disappointed is high. Haha, a little bit of Statistics in here. =p But you get my point; it’s always good to be thankful, to appreciate every little thing that you’ve got, then you’ll be satisfied and happy with whatever there is.

Anyway, a big huge thank you to all of you who had remembered my birthday (or was it Facebook that did that remembering job for you?) and to Rachel who was the only friend who gave me a sweet yet simple present. That’s the best present I could ever have and I love it so much. Thanks, Rachel!

I’m looking forward to celebrate my “postponed birthday” with someone. Sorry, can’t celebrate with you today. Sigh.

Also, a gigantic thanks to Carol, who “cheng gor sek máahnfaahn” at my favourite Japanese casual pasta fusion restaurant. Yummy!!~ Haha, a quote from her, “ It’s so delicious and scrumptious that when you take a bite from it, you freeze and hear the angels sing…” xD Okay, so far I haven’t eaten such heavenly food yet. Please, someone bring me to Jogoya one day, heard the food is nice.

To the people who sms-ed me but I didn’t reply, please don’t harbour any resentment or anger towards me yah! I was too busy in my uni because had to finish many stuffs. Now that the lovely weekends are here, I can at least wipe the sweat from my forehead and let out a heavy sigh. Ah, feeling better and lighter. Phew!

All in all, thanks everyone for putting a smile on my face. My life would be so dull without all of you. Thank God that he has blessed me with good friends. Its getting late, gonna be sleeping with real dreamylicious dreams tonight!~

Press F5 to refresh me.

What a day! There’s no such thing as unlucky day as every day is made and given by the Lord. It’s a blessing. No matter how bad your day is, it’s still from the Lord. I feel like a total hypocrite saying this, typing this… I admit that sometimes I’d silently curse God and everyone and everything else when everything seems to go wrong. Thanks Pastor Steven for reminding me that every new day is from the Lord.

It was a Wednesday, like any Wednesday. Again, I was wondering if I should just skip CF and save those extra hours to study and do something more beneficial than just sitting or hanging around CF meetings. Congratulations, Satan aka Lucifer because you’ve just deceived me again. Sigh.

To go or not to go?

Go? Don’t go?

My mind was so puzzled. Heavenly realms were battling against each other to see who wins this lost soul. In the end, I made up my mind: I’m not going. Why? Simply because I’ve got no transport and I’d blame myself for having poor time management that I can’t afford some extra hours to join them for dinner ( which I would very much love to). Sigh.

To cut the long story short, I met H and thank God, he was able to fetch me back after CF meeting, without attending their dinner. Rachel was suggesting to me to ask H to fetch me back but I rejected her idea as H and I weren’t that close. While we were talking about that, suddenly we bumped into H! And I don’t know how the conversation went but all I knew was he offered to fetch me back. Is this God’s plan or what? Fantastic God we have here.

I’m glad I did go for it. It was good for my soul. I somehow got really busy these days and I lost focus on my track and ultimately, lost focus on God. Then, I begin to realise why everything went haywire. Thank God for Pastor Steven. Today, he shared the word titled, “If tomorrow never comes”. One thing for sure, death is not something far or virtual or surreal or fake. If we live each day of our lives with the realisation that we are just mere humans and that live is short, we would live a much better lives in the sense that we take each day as our last day on earth. Just as David said, “Lord, help me number my days”. Today’s message just spoke to me and I do believe that it’s God, calling out to me, reminding me, reaching out to me. I’ve really have forsaken him these days. Please, pray for me to set my life back straight parallel to God’s will. I just realised that I’ve been doing everything by myself and have nicely forgotten that I’ve got a father who’s watching and guarding me. Sigh, I feel so very ashamed of myself. Sigh.

Everything is vanity in life without God.

Uncertainty of life…..certainty of death.

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So, in another 11 hours more, I’ll be slogging my arse off in Monash for the next 3 years. Okay, that seems so far away. Mufy vanished in a blink of an eye; I hope it won’t be as fast as that. Oh well, life goes on. Sigh. I was reading my friend’s blog and yeah, I do agree that some songs reflect our past life and it reminds you of some events that happen during the past when you hear it. The song brings out and refreshes our memory of the past. I want to have my own rock band and have fun jamming away. Hehe, yea that’s my secret dream. Since it’s impossible to actually establish or have one, I’d rather let my intention be known to all. Tee- hee, randomnya aku.