Dear self,

You are learning to accept. To accept that there will be days you look your best, and there will be days that you look worse than you feel (because you feel comfy in your torn clothes but you may not want to leave the house looking like that).

Stop feeling fake when you're looking your very best (even though you don't carry that image 95% of the time) because it's called "being dressed for the occasion". The you that you are in a chic black dress is the same you in your faded black tee and Cheetah pants.

You are still you - the valuable person that I love. The valuable person that He loves.

Now that you know this, you might want to finish up on your last assignment for the semester.

Thus, the last 3 weeks of my first semester have begun. One sem down, two more to go.

God has blessed. God is so worthy, so true, never-changing - the same yesterday, today and forever. God is real, holy, powerful and good. It is good to remember this when discouraged.

Some of my favourite foods in West Malaysia:
Chapatti is my favourite thing to eat in a mamak
Kopi bru is my favourite drink in that particular mamak
Otak-otak may be my favourite supper (well it sure is the cheapest if we're comparing prices)
Maggi Kari is my favourite Friday dinner.
Luxury biscuits for snacks...

And I haven't gained any weight...

It used to be that I would eat Chappati with Chutney once a week (Thursday breakfast breaks, possibly the best part of Thursday morning class ha ha) but because Monday lunches are not prepared for us, I have upped the Chapatti count to an average of two a week. That means the amount of Chutney in my system might be getting a little unhealthy. Chutney is made of coconut which may or may not cause high cholesterol.

I love my cell group in church - a bunch of us young adults sharing honestly, growing together - intellectually and spiritually, growing towards God. Sundays are great and I am very grateful for them. I can honestly say that I will miss them every holiday when I am back in Kuching.

The weekend was spent with my sister at our aunty's house. At 4:20am (I was sleeping...), I felt something crawl in the blanket and so I pushed it off and continued sleeping. Suddenly, something moved on my thigh! And I sat up and squealed and crushed it dead in my pants with a vengeance! Can you feel how absolutely gross it was??? It was so gross, a few bad words escaped my lips and I am repenting of it. That stupid cockroach who tried to get in my pants is now dead!!!!!!

My brain tells me, "Prisoners living in poor conditions face cockroaches everyday, Rene. You seriously gotta be tougher than this."

Anyway, May is now with the pheeyawnsay in the US of A. He had better take good care of her.

I have one Christian Ethics reflection left to write, several Gospel of Matthew lessons left to prepare and a Children Ministry lesson to perform. And then after that it's holiday for a month and maybe I'll try to earn me some monies... hehehe.

All work done must be done motivated by the love and grace bestowed upon us. The gift of God precedes his demands. So now, I best be getting to work!

Love,
reneyapyapyap!