A (republished) love note

Dear Central D-ians,

In the book of Xanthe Chapter 1, it wrote:

A day before Hello, Love! was comfirmation night. As a shepherd of God’s flock, Xanthe was excited yet fearful that no visitors would turn up. She then sent out love notes to her DMM to communicate her heartbeat, in hope that they would catch the spirit.

She then communicated her fears to one of her disciples, Phoebe. In exchange she was greeted with, “Hahah still got next week!”. Xanthe was taken aback and flustered, so she said, “I correct you in the name of Jesus, that was Satan’s pet phrase!”.

Come on Central D-ians, talk about living each day to the fullest, “next week” is just a deception. If you want to life each day to the full, you have got to work like there is no “tomorrow”s or “next week”s.

By the way this is a true incident and it would be exactly printed in the book of Phoebe as well. In either ways, the main intention of this entry is not the character involved, it is the lesson that we can draw from the incident. I have seeked permission from the characters to publish this entry.

Imagine Jesus decided to invite you to take a sneak preview of His house for a day. It was luxurious. Being the cheeky you, you ventured off into Jesus’ study room and saw this humungous book of life and death. Out of curiosity, you flipped through the pages, and discovered that there in it, was the birthdate and deathdate of every single one on earth. Though staggering with fear, you decided that you wanted to know when you would die so you could number your days. Uneventfully, it turns out that tomorrow would be your last service on earth, in other words, your last service on earth.

If tomorrow were to be your last service on earth, you wouldn’t be thinking that there is still next week.

Jiayou people!

Love,
Xanthe

PITA

The chronic and nerve-wrenching screams of the alarm can drive one insane. It is the exact opposite of the three words which you would so dealy anticipate anyone to whisper in your ears. Circumstances like these compel me to engage in daily battles. It has been ongoing for 1 year odd. Usually I would send my battalion also known as “snooze”. Sometimes they get defeated, but at other times they are victorious. However, the ultimatum was reached today, I decided to bomb the city until it could no longer stand on its feet again – “turn off”.

I loathe this monthly ordeal that all women have to go through because the pain always puts me in a state of melancholy. On the contrary, it is the only time of the month that I can use it to my advantage – to clear my sleep debt and uncompleted tutorials.

Phoebe and Jingwen are coming over later to accomodate this immobile patient. Thereafter I will be joining my Mum at the place where she babysits to collect my red packet and probably next week’s allowance.

I want my house to be quickly renovated so,
I can quickly move in so,
I can quickly have my own room so,
I can have my own private space.

Part 1

Minutes ago I was in a dilemma wrecking my brain, tearing my guts out figuring an appropriate heading and greeting to begin this entry with. Minutes later I reckon I need not fret anymore, because the occassion calls for it.

Happy Valentine’s Day!

This was my first time celebrating, or rather witnessing Valentine’s in PJ. Perhaps it was because I did not expect much from its programmes, that was why I was blown away by its expertise and such. For the first time I was baffled by my own guilt for coming to school empty-handed, and leaving, a bagful.

Pardon my photoshop skills, but I thought Caleb looks like a green ghost in this editted picture, and Jasmine looked as if she descended from heaven. Not to forget, yours truly looking like an inflated balloon ready to explode.

 

Mr Lum, my personal favourite Physics Tutor!

 

Jieying and I, looking very elated after receiving our virgin rose of the day from 2 Commonwealthians in 07S27. Thank you very much, Wei Sheng and Lewis! We miss the class very much!

 

I forgot to mention, Sarah Lim passed me a giant stick of Pocky when she met me at the Bukit Batok bus stop this morning. Even though she would not be reading this by any chance, but in the event God allows that to happen, thank you Sarah!

 

Lixian’s gift literally reiterated the point that we should never judge a book by its cover. Still, thank you Lixian and Khai Ting for the “package” and chocolates respectively!

 

Yuning on “How to propose to a girl” and “How to response when the receiver’s expression is way beyond sarcasm”,

 

and… “When the receiver decides to gulp the rose down”. Thank you Yuning for the hand-made rose!

 

*Take a bow*

 

Four satisfied customers.

 

Multi-purpose dying flowers from Kweh Ren Ting. Thank you for presenting me with these (and 3 marshmellows)! Now I have a new equipment for me to bring along to my ski-ing trip!

 

Dearest sheep whom I have not catch up with for a long time! Thank you for feeding me with food in the bus, and not to forget, the compact packet of smarties too!

 

Thank you Sarah for the chocolates.
Thank you Anna for the home-made cookies and Hershey’s!
Thank you Joanna for the card and cookies!
Thank you Wan Ru for the very sweet card of affirmation and Hershey’s chocolate marshmellow!
Thank you Dan for the pen!

Now you know why I am round.