Happy 19th Birthday, Anna The Smarty Cat

Finally, 19 years old!

or should I say

Unfortunately finally, 19 years old. ;P

Happy happy happy 19th birthday!

19 years old. 19 + 1 = 20

You are great just being Anna the smarty cat.
Special just the way you are.
Have faith. Stay Strong. Be bold.

Thank you for being a true friend!
Love you a ton!
*muaks muaks muuuuaaaaaksssssssss*

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TSF camp

TSF = Tan Sue Fin
TSF = Tertiary Student Fellowship.

At first, I though TSF = Tan Sue Fin

But now, I'm referring to TSF = Tertiary Student Fellowship.

I went to TSF camp.
Place : Peace Heavan, Genting
Date : 28 -30 July 2006
Fee : RM 60 only (RM40 for freshies like me)

6.30pm
On the way up to Genting
My sit partner is Hwei Sue. Hwei Sue and Sue Ern are sitting together. We chit-chatted all the way up. Non stop! The gift owned by most girls… Super glad to know her.

9.10pm
Reached Peace Heaven, Genting
I was freezing cold. Genting was colder than I thought. Upm is the 1st group to arrive. While waiting for the other campers, we played an ice breaking game where shouting, saliva, and action were involved. I was dead tired. I just wanted to sleep.

12.10am
SLEEP!! Zzzz...

And the next day was like any other camp. Devotion, preaching, games, dinner, preaching...

First, let's jump to the games. There were 10 stations to play.
Each group has to complete all 10 stations.

1st station
We have to tie as many rubber bands on another member's hair. At the same time, we have answered some questions. If failed to answer, face mask would be smacked on your face. Hah! I didn't kena smack. Smarty me!

2nd station
The chosen superwoman and a superman have to carry the all the members in different ways while wearing goggles and raincoat. It was hilarious! Kesian, the superwoman who carried Sue Ern the giant. She was desperately yelling for help.

3rd station.
We have to spit bubble gum on a target. It was fun! Since I was the more civilize one, I manage to spit to get one pathetic bubble gum on the target. The guys were pro!

4th station
We have do skipping rope on a spiky mat. Ouch! It was harder than it looked. It was the most torturous game! My feet were numb after that.

5th station
We had to drink a cup of blended curry + serai + fizzy drink + other weird stuff. Eww... It was the most degusting drink! I may suggest to Fear Factor. I took a sip only. My group drank half a cup only. The highest record was 3 cups. Crazyyy...

6th station
A guy has to make up with cream. Then, using a straw to blow green beans to stick the cream. He was super kesian because most of the beans kena hit face. Hahaha...

7th station
We have to do army crawl on a slippery surface while the others tried to shoot durian fragrance water into the cup we were biting. The water stink but it was not the worst!

8th station
Water balloon basketball

9th station
We had to stand, kneel and sit in a pool of cencalok water to find for yellow marble! Horrible! Horrible because the game committee insulted my fave food! They have insulted the Malaccans... Ish! My pants were soaked with cencalok! Ewww... My goodness.

10th station
We had to lie down and hold up a basin of water with our legs for 5 min. It was my fave game. It was challenging and tiring.

After the games, I was 'tempang-ed' from skipping on the spiky mat and lifting my legs for 5 min. I was stinking! Durian + cencalok = ? eww...

The speaker was Christian Cortes all the way from Australia. I didn't understand most of the preaching. *something wrong with me* The preaching was energetic but I hope there were more ministry time.

The worship was like the usual. Jumping, dancing, shouting... I think I am too old for all these but I still enjoy worship. Now, I can't shout as loud as I used to. I get tired easily. Loud music = noise. Haha...

I bought a very cool TSF camp baby tee. By the end of my course, I think I will have countless of 'persatuan' tee. I also received a badge with my name printed on it! Cool?

Things turned out different than I thought it would be. However, it was memorable.

Finally, I get away from the busyness in UPM.
Finally, I'm able to take time to think stuffs other than assignments.
Finally, I find time to pray and seek God
Finally, I have time to have fun and make friends.
Finally, I attend a camp again after 3 years.

Finally, finally...

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Don't cry over spilt milk.

Don't cry over spilt milk. The cats will love it.

Don't cry over spilt milk. Blame on someone else.

Don't cry over spilt milk. There are more drinks better than milk.

Don't cry over spilt milk. Milk only what!?!?

Don/t cry over spilt milk. Cry for me better.

*shock sendiri*-_-*

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GIANT

"Eh, you very thin la..."

"Nope. I am **kg."

"Oh my!!! Now that you have said your weight I think you are really a GIANT!!" excitedly proclaimed my fake sexy angel.

*kek sim* sad case* sob sob* kesian*

I am not a giant!!

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Strangle!!!!

Right now, I feel like strangling people.

The 1st victim is the rude cashier (RC) in South City Plaza. At first, he said I need bonuslink card to get discount. It didn't state anywhere that I needed the card discount. Fine! After I got the card from my friend, he gave me 20% only; it supposed to be 70%. He annoyingly insisted it was 20% until I, personally asked the salesgirl to see him. Even the salesgirl was embarrassed for the way he treated me. She kept saying sorry but the RC buat bodoh as if I was so troublesome. Ish...

The 2nd victim is the too care-free and stress-free friend. She seems very free. I, on the other hand, don't have any time to study and do any of my 7 assignments. So far, my course wins the Most Assignment Award. Ish... 7 assignments to hand up in 10 weeks. Really crazy! I need help.

The 3rd victim is the super-smart, super-active and multipurpose course mate. He seems too perfect to be true. He seems preciously right person for every single thing. Plus, he is always excited. Ish... How can he be whole, so complete? Doesn't he feel down or weak at times? How could he be so perfect? Doesn't he have any flaws? I can stand him no more.

Above all, I want to strangle myself the most.
Run away from all those people.
Run away from where I am now.
Run away to a far, far land.
I want to run to my home sweet home.
I want to run to Wellington, New Zealand.
I want to run to UM and Help College.
I want to run to CLA.

I want to run to the people I love.
I want to run, run, run...
Run away.

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Listen.

A friendly friend's friend casually mentioned to me.

Since I was a kid, I listen to what my daddy & mummy says .
Since I started schooling, I listen to what my teachers say.

After four year, I'll be working.

Since then, I will have to listen to what my clients say.

Listen, listen, listen... my specialty?

Pathetic but at least, at last I'll get paid for listening.

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Feel at home

Finally, I feel at home.
Some where that I feel belongs.
Some where that I am familiar with.
Finally, since staying out for the 1st time, I felt accepted.

Ikatan Kristian ( IK)

I waited impatiently for the IK's welcoming day.
IK's welcoming day will I always remember.
It was not about the fascinating juggling performance or the short game.
It was about the people, my friends-to-be and family in Christ.

Finally, I felt accepted as one of them.
Finally, I met friends who carry the same passion as me.
Finally, I know I am not alone here.
Finally, I was able to worship together with my fellow brothers and sisters.

Finally, finally, finally...

IK meant a lot to me.

It is a place I find encourage and love to continue my purpose in life.
It is a place I find strength to spread the Good News souls.
It is a place I find godly friends who I can run to.
It is a place I meet my beloved sisters and brothers in Christ.

Attending every IK gathering is one of my short term goals.
I want to maximize my full potential for His glory.
I want to serve in everywhere I can for His glory.
I want to make a different where I am for His glory.

Gee... I am thankful for every one of the seniors who put much effort to welcome us, the blur-blur but grateful junior. Indeed, I felt welcome.

By the way, IK bulletin, calendar and baby-T are really cool. Heh! Can't wait to show off! *grin*

IK! FOREVER FAMILY!

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SEA

Until now, I enjoyed all my subjects. My lecturers are all best-best belaka.

Today, my lecturer said, "All counselors should have SEA (Social, Enterprising, Artistic) as their personality traits. Orang SEA tak boleh jadi kaya!"

Ish... so kesian. -_-

Donation? Charity? Anyone?

Kalau ade, thank you banyak-banyak.

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I miss myself

I miss being myself - the crazy + nonsense + sarcastic me!

I want to be myself.

I am not the lady-like, gentle, soft-spoken girl, like what new friends think.
I am not, not at all. Not lady-like. Not gentle. Not soft-spoken.
Don't judge a book by the cover.
By the way, I don't think I look gentle at all too.

Friends expect me to be gentle though I am not.
I shocked people when I be the normal me.
I shrink back to the un-normal me to stop shocking people.
My surrounding and I box myself up.

When I can be me again?
When can I be accepted as me again?
When I can I be gila-gila again?
When, when, when?

I miss friends who really know me.
I miss friends who accept who I am.
I miss friends who gila-gila with me.
I miss my kaki shopping friends...

Ultimately, I miss myself. The real ME

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3 little lonely pigs

My course only has 3 Chinese out of 59 students.

Pathetic, right? Three. Tiga. San.

The more pathetic thing is quite many of my course mates didn't know we, the 3 little lonely pigs exist.

"Eh, you course ape?"
"Sama dengan you lar. Counselling kan?"
"Ish... tak nampak pun. You sure ke? You ade pergi class tak?"
-- speechless --

I have 2 theories.

1st theory, we, the 3 little lonely pigs are invisible or too thin.

2nd theory, we, the 3 little lonely pigs are very social people. Hence, we could blend in the crowd very well. No one could spot the difference.

The 1st theory was proven wrong! I'm gaining weight with the entire super nice but expensive food.

So, I believe the 2nd theory must be right. Heh! *shiok sendiri*

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STAY STRONG!!!

To all my homesick friends,

STAY STRONG!!!

You are not alone. God is with you.

He'll not leave nor forsake you.

At night, if you are afraid or lonely, think about OWL - DWO!

Sms me. I will definitely, reply!

I miss you all.

Sunday has arrived.

Time to go...

Can't wait to see you again.

See you soon.

Bye bye...

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Lesson learned

Ignorant Friend : Today, what colour should I wear? Blue or red?
Future Counsellor : Blue looks nice. Blue lar...

BAD COUNSELLOR!


Ignorant Friend : Today, what colour should I wear? Blue or red?
Future Counsellor : Erm... what colour do you think you should wear?
IF : I don't know. I feel sleepy now.
FC : Oh I see, you feel sleepy.
IF : Ya, I'm sleepy.
FC : Okay... *nod head*
IF : I think I like blue today.
FC : You think you like blue?
IF : Ya, i think so. Okay, I'll wear blue.

GOOD COUNSELLOR!


Counsellor = AhMa?
Okay, I exaggerated a little but close.

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Leg cramps

I had my first leg cramps when I was 11 years old.

It was a sunny afternoon, my sister and I were taking nap after school. Suddenly, my right leg's muscle tighten. Since I never experience cramp, I thought I was going to die in just a minute. I cried. It was painful.

Lovingly, my sis asked me to lie down and relax. Then, with her half past six PBSM skill, she massaged my leg. I felt better.

Last night, out of the sudden, my right leg cramped again. It was really painful.
I wanted to cry out loud but I remembered what my sis said.

"Relax. Straighten your legs. It's just a cramp."

Just by remembering her words, I was comforted once again.

At that moment, I realised she is not here with me now. She is not here to massage my leg and tell me it's okay.

I miss her so much!

However, I believe God's plan is good and perfect for those who love Him.
By desperately missing my sis, God open up doors for me to understand how my UPM friends felt and help each other through this journey. It's not easy but we, I will survive. I am a survivor.

Since going to UPM, homesick and miss home give a different meaning to me.

Last time in matrik, I was homesick. I MUST go home if not I might die of homesickness.

Now in UPM, I desperately miss home. I WANT to go home.

I guess, now, I can handle things better. Mahasiswee already! Haha...

By the way, I miss tons of people right now! Fin, Cathy, Joy, Anna, Joyie, Home, Sue Lyn, Hana, Adrianne, Carene, Adelyn, Han Siang, Shi En, Van, Jia Ying, Liysssss, Kwee Kiong... and many many more friends I seldom see.

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BACK HOME!!

I'm back to my home sweet home.

It took me 4.5 hours from UPM to reach Malacca. Dead tired.
I have to take UPM komuter bus to KTM. The bus was packed like sardine. We were standing and leaning shoulder to shoulder on each other, all the from UPM to KTM. Eww... all the sweaty-ness! Then, I took Serdang KTM to Seremban. From Seremban took Transnasional bus to Malacca. Sound easy but actually it was tough and very tiring.

4.5 hours bus + KTM = 1.5 hours car.

Anyway, it's worth it. I'm at the best place on earth. I'm back home.
I love my home!

UPM is super-super big, the biggest Uni! If you think UM is big, please come to UPM. Joy, help me!

After 2 weeks, I still get lost in UPM. The only place in UPM I can go by myself is back to my kolej. That's all... I have a lot more to learn. Somehow, I hope, I wish, I have a tour guide or better still, driver. An advice for those who can't finish walking the whole MidValley in few hours, DON'T come to UPM. You'll drop dead.

Surprisingly, UPM's food is quite nice and the price is okay. Food is not a problem to me.

Everything is fine except for studies and coursemates. After 4 days of studying, I collected 5 assignments. I have no idea how to do it. I like my course but assignments...? *sob sob*

There is nothing wrong with my coursemates. My coursemates are superb! Too superb. My coursemates have proven that I am not the most kiasu and the most talkative person! They come to class half an hours before the class starts. Gosh... siao! Everyone seems to sit the first row. If it's possible, in front of the lecturer. Hands were always on the air to ask questions. I have never, never in my whole entire life encounter such a class. If anyone of you are in a class like mine, please, please tell me. It'll bring me some comfort and I'll know I'm not alone.
My coursemates are good. Too good for me.

I feel intimidated by them.
I want to hide in my nest to be with the same species as me.
I want to be like them but I'm not. Not a bit.
I feel like an alien among them. Like an owl among the doves.
I want to improve but it's like no way I could catch up with them.
I feel stupid when I am among them. I never felt more stupid than this before.
I want to do well... Just want to do well for the people I love and myself.

Can I? Can I go through this, God?

A degree maybe common and easy but as for me it's not, at least for now.
Everyday, I need God's grace to walk this journey.

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Just for DAVIN the angelic one

Davin the angelic one. *cough cough*

Actually, not angelic at all! NOT AT ALL.

He is not innocent, saintly nor adorable.

He is the guy who almost langgar-ed me when he reversed his car.
He is the guy who almost langgar-ed me but still so selamba.
He is the guy who almost langgar-ed me but didn't know it till recently.

Gee... DAVIN.

Daring to move forward.
Available for Christ!
Vigorous all the time.
In high spirits to serve.
Nice to everyone!

Actually, he is really a very kind guy since he dedicated a post specially for me.

Wawa... So touched! So moved! So happy! On cloud nine... *tears of joy*

During the last school holidays, he went to Calvary Care Home (CCH) willingly to help out. He brought VCDssss to entertain the 10 active witty boys. So thoughtful of him, right? The kids love him - The VCD koko. Hahaha...

I totally agree with Anna. Though Davin looks like a giant (so tall and tough), he is really a gentleman giant. He very pandai to jaga hati orang lain, not like SOMEBODY ELSE.

I couldn't stand not hitting or pinching him because I'm trying to make him smaller. Then, he won't look so fierce and mystery. Muahaha...

And he kinda blur also. Besides almost langgar-ed me and didn't know it, he sat through a service without noticing the person who sat next to him. So sad case! *terasa but forgiven*

Oh, if anyone is too bored or need someone to talk/email to, I recommend DAVIN. First, he will reply your email as fast as possible, in just hours. Secondly, he will crap a lot to entertain you. Somehow, you will have tons of stuff to email to him too. Thirdly, he is always free, I think.

I'm glad to know him during the super short while.

Be a fool. Be a puppet. Be a servant.
For HIM!

BE A CHILD OF GOD!!

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Orientation week

Orientation week or UPM called it as 'Minggu Perkasa Putra' (What about puteri?) started on 2nd July and ended on 8th July.

Nothing much happened. Mostly were routine and boring activities.

We were supposed to gather at 6:00am every morning for 'Kenegaraan'. But I only managed to wake up on time on 1 day only. The other days my roomie and I woke up late. We not only manage to escape scolding but we manage to eat the free breakfast too. Haha...

After breakfast, we walked to the super big, gigantic hall where the convocation normally held. The hall is about 700m from my kolej. We were required to wear court shoes. The pain and tiredness our feet endured no words can describe. Most of them had blisters. As for me, my feet were very tired only. Thank God for leather court shoes. One of the best!

The 1st time I stepped in, I imagined how glorious it would be if only our church is that big! It would be awesome. The hall could fit about 4000 people. It has a balcony too. really cool.

In the hall, the kolej-s (kolej = hostel blocks). UPM has 17 kolej. And each kolej would have 'Cheers Fight' among ourselves before the ceramah/taklimat starts. Every kolej would yell out loud their kolej's cheers. Every kolej was extremely semangat to cheer. We have to give support, fire others, to show love, kiss, to ignore, to protect... All sorts of cheers. At first, it was very interesting and exciting since I never experienced it before, but later, I was too tired to cheer.

There were 2 big screens in front where we could see the mahasiswee in UPM Bintulu campus live. We could see and hear their cheers too. How cool!

The cameramen in-charged were cheeky and witty. Before the majlis started, they would focus just on one interesting character and typed funny caption. Few faces became glamorous in just a second. Most of the guys would continue to pose funny faces and dance more gila. Haha... Tak malu! The gals would just buat tak nampak or hide their faces. Cacated! Since we were too busy and no TV, the guys took the golden opportunity to be reporter to announce football score! Very creative of them.

Later, we were forced to listen to long, long and bored speeches till lunch time. Next, we have 'menghitam badan' activity. We exercised, learned more cheers and learned 'tarian tamu' (UPM trademark) under the sunny bright hot sun. I'm really dark now though I memang dark.

Then, we were given 1 hour to bathe and eat dinner. Crazy but I made it!

After that, we walked back to the big hall for more cheers and more exciting ceramah!! Most of the time, I slept through the ceramah. Thank God, the cameramen didn't focus on my face. Hehe...

At 1am only we were allowed to sleep.

Everyday was about the same except for the last day.

On the last day, we had sport's day. My kolej made a bee mascot called 'Cabee' accompany with 4 flowers. And to our surprise, 6 other kolej-s too, made bee but our bee was the nicest and we won 2nd for it. They other mascots were pretty fairy, well-built scorpion, cute squirrel, pregnant eagle and overweight bear.

We have kawat, cheers, berbasikal perlahan, bowling kelapa, laying-layang and etc. since it was super hot and boring, I slept under a pondok for quite awhile. My kolej won many events and we became the overall champion!! The prize was RM10000 and hampers. WOW!! Hopefully they will fix wi-fi in my kolej. Hopefully...

If it was not because of the friends I met there, I'm sure I'll become crazy!!!

My orientation was a terrible, horrible week but eventful too.

I'll never, never forget the most torturous week in my life.

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1st day of class

10:50pm, Monday.

I'm still using my roomie, Liz's laptop.

My 1st class is "Perkembangan Kerjaya". As usual, we introduce ourselves then the lecture gave out few sheets of paper. Since form 1, I'm very interested about theories and surveys. I find it fascinating and true most of the time! Then, when I looked at my borang rancangan pengajaran, to my amazement for half semester I'll study all about theories. Theory Tret dan Faktor, Teory Tipologi Holland, Teori Anne Roe, Teori Psikoanalitik Bordin and etc. Theories and more theories... Banyaknye! I was half happy and half pengsan. *smack head*

After that, out of the sudden, the lecture started to chat and joke about the 2nd child.

Uh, anything wrong with being the 2nd child?. Seriously, there is NOTHING wrong with the 2nd child, okay!!

He continued to say that normally parents would discuss mostly about the 2nd child because he/she is the most banyak perangai, the most pandai merajuk, the most stubborn, the most bad temper and throw tantrum the most. I was not convinced at all. How the lecture could has such an introduction. It's like condemning the 2nd child. I sat at my place quietly, without showing any emotion.

The very friendly Malay girl, Dell from Kajang started getting excited.

"Ya ya ya, memang betul! It's really true. The 2nd child is like that. Don't you think so?" she asked cheerfully.

"Erm... I don't know. I think so... cause I'm the 2ND child!" I replied with a bored smile.

Ish... I think I made her felt bad. She kept saying sorry.

After that, the lecturer said, "Bukan saya yang sebarang cakap. Survey telah membuktikan! Nanti kami akan belajar bersama-sama ye."

WAH... my heart crushed into pieces. How could the survey betray me! I like surveys. I trust surveys. Thank God, he didn't ask the 2nd child to stand up. Memalukan I in public!

I would like to make a confession. I the 2nd child the Tan family admit that everything that the lecturer has said is extremely true for my family. *Proud of myself for brave enough to make this confession*

Next, the lecturer said a good counselor must be an extrovert. I think I am an extrovert and the most talkative girl in this whole wide word since I can talk 24/7. Mana tahu, there are lots of girls and guys who have this special ability to talk 25/8. Seriously! Compare to my course mate I am more of an introvert!! I'm not kidding or exaggerating. During my orientation, 90% of the mahasiswee who go on stage to lead were my course mate. *Pengsan* I am still adjusting myself to tahan very talkative people especially guys. Oh God, please help me to overcome!

Gee... tomorrow is a brand new day. A new day with a new beginning. A new beginning with a new hope.

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In everything give thanks!

Give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus.
1 Thessalonians 5 : 18

Finally, I have time to do 'real' blogging but I can't post it now since hostel does not have Wi-Fi yet.

Now is 12:08am, 10 July 2006.

I survived the torturous and boring orientation week. What a great achievement! Gee... I'll blog about the torment and boredom I went through later.

Since coming to UPM, I have many, many things to thank God for. Truly, I'm safe in the arms of God.

Before I came to UPM, I asked God for loads of things. I told God the very details. I want to thank Him for answering my prayers once again.

I asked for the best room on the 4th/3rd floor for two with a big table. Plus, I wanted a tidy, polite, not calculative Christian roomie equip with a laptop and iron because I have no place in the car to put those stuff. And guess what, God answered not only answered every single details but He give me more than I asked for. Praise the Lord! My room is actually is for 3 mahasiswee. Thus, it's quite big for 2 for us and we have a brand new gigantic cupboard. Besides that, my roomie is always positive and super energetic! The best part is she is fully equipped with tons of gadgets include a Canon printer which I desperately need. She's willing to share it with me. I'm so touched! *tears rolling down*

I'm very pantang about toilets. I MUST have clean toilet. And my hostel toilet is quite clean, and it's in my fav colour - pink! I like the sinks. It's exactly like those in the hotel, only dirtier a little.

I prayed for many friends and some godly-influenced true friends too. I have countless friends over here. Until now, I still can't remember MOST of their names. *embarrass of myself* I even met many KMJ and GBS friends whom I have no idea what's their names but they know my name. *double embarrassment* I'm like an old, old 'aunty'. Anyway, I'll try my very best to remember all the names and stop calling them 'eh' or 'oi'!! Besides, I met lots of Christians too, surprisingly. I can't wait to go Christian Fellowship and church with them!

After hearing from Joy's super duper torturous + scaring, orientation experience, I prayed desperately super-super duper hard for my orientation. I was scared, fearful, terrified, anxious, worried... My orientation turned out to be very dead bored. Nothing close to what Joy has gone through in UM. UPM do not allow ragging (ragging = making fun of someone, bully, torture...). Thus, nothing extreme happened. The worst was scolded by the facilitators and sitting in the gigantic hall for hours listening to boring ceramah. The pengarah even ask the facilitators to let us sleep before 12am. How nice of him!

I prayed for skillful + witty + non-discriminatory lectures. So far, all of them are just like I prayed for. Since they are counselors, they must be kind-hearted people. Compare with other faculty, my lecturers are the most sporting and friendly. 90% of them are PHD. holders. Wawa...

These are some of my answered prayers. I believe the more to come as I continue to be depend on Him.

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I AM A SURVIVOR!

HEY everyone!

I SURVIVE orientation! *Proud of myself*

I'm doing fine but still super busy and tired.

I'll blog more later. Lots to update!

Desperately miss my family + friendsss + church

Anyone miss me?

I love u!!

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The 11th Hour

In 12 hours time, I'll be in UPM.

Numb. Scared. Blur. Nervous. Worried.

Yet, I feel super loved.

Family, church and friends, you are awesome!

Thank you for all your words of encouragements and love.

I really appreciate it.

Above all, I thank God for His love and faithfulness to me all this while.

Bye bye for awhile...

*reminder* - Jaya Jusco Malacca member's day is this THURSDAY! I can't go -_- eww...

PS - Zara is having sales!

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UPM, here I come!!

In less than 24 hours, I'll be going to UPM.

UPM will be my 2nd home for the next four years.

I will desperately miss my family and friends.
I will desperately miss my church.
I will desperately miss mum's yummycious cooking.
I will desperately miss streamyx.
I will desperately miss my home sweet home.
I will desperately miss comfy queen size bed.
I will desperately miss Jonker's authentic nyonya laksa.

Actually, I will desperately miss everything tiny dot about Malacca.

But I am definitely looking forward to what God has in store for me in UPM.

Greater plans?
More breakthroughs?
Growth?
Less of me, more of Him?
Depending more on Him?
Know and love Him like never before?

Surely, I will change when I go to UPM.
Change for the better...

UPM, here I come!!

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