Yesterday it was John Legend and the Champion’s League. Today it’s Coldplay, Sadness & Printing.

The day before however, it was Random Recurring Mall Songs and Scent Happiness.

Why? Because I got my first birthday gift! What was it, you ask? You wonder, your eyes quickly flicker over to the next paragraph.

But I will torture you.

Just one paragraph more.

“Delaying people in blog posts is so yesterday! So classy. NOT!”

Alright, I’m just so stoked! I got the best thing from my parents: Estee Lauder’s Pure White Linen! Mmmmmmmmmm! We’re not one for spensive gifts, at least, indulgent expensive gifts, so this was a real surprise.

Never thought I’d get a scent Gwyneth was on! But hey, I LOVE IT!

Things smell SO good round here! I’m so grateful for awesome parents!

I’m busy preparing my brain for the next four weeks of travelling around KL (I’ll be living in the heart of the city and feelin it’s pulse baby! Finally I’ll be 5 minutes away from Petaling Street & Pavillion), Singapore & Jakarta. I can’t wait to see some people and I’m so excited about what’s gonna be happening. I’ll be having a slightly different role this time and it feels rather intimidating. Like presenting in class. Without preparing.

Yeah, I bet you all can’t wait to see that! Improvisation on the up high! Or rather, daily dependence on our Lord! He makes the weak strong and the unqualified qualified. Did you know that bursting upon the day at just the hint of dawn, meeting your God and then treading the mill (with No Boundaries playing), showering and all ready to fight the day is the most amazing feeling? YEAH, TRY THAT!

Emulating my hero Daniel in the Bible by setting a few times a day to pray keeps up that energy. God is the supplier of energy. The answer to success and effectiveness. Laziness, disorganisation, lack of creativity, all this stuff comes WITHOUT doing anything. Energy comes, by focusing on God…and then a flow of creativity comes, bad situations are changed with a change of perspective, and really, nothing is too big for our God. RAITANOT?

Oh ya, my tennis coach knows God. Like for real. And I’m getting better. Two good things! Want his number? Ask!