The pink rose that I received yesterday...

A new romance that has yet to bloom into full passion

    As soon as I, together with other 39 people, heard the squeak of the room's wooden floor, the laughter and clamor of 40 voices subsided. It was as if the "stop" button were pushed and suddenly, there was silence across the room.

    It was not completely quiet though. From my seat, I could still hear the soft buzzing of the air-conditioner, the gentle flipping of pages, the constant clicking of pens, the restless tapping of feet, and the slow yet firm steps that I dread the most. As the sound of the steps drew closer to me, I could hear my heart throb with uneasiness and panic. I sensed eventually that I was uttering my prayers loud enough that my seatmate  probably heard me. I doubt it, though. I was too tensed to pronounce the words clearly. 

Who could blame me? Business Communications is the first major subject I have ever taken in college. Not to mention that seconds later, I would take the first anticipated "long" quiz, which is based on a 33-page article. Plus the fact that my weekend was jam-packed with activities that I wasn't able to check our FB group for quiz updates. In short, I wasn't able to review that much. All I could do was to pray and to tweet before leaving for school.

   As I caught sight of the white bond papers, I felt like I was on the verge of screaming at the top of lungs. Before I could even open my mouth, my professor had already placed a white paper on top of my desk. One white paper. I couldn't believe it. Ha! It was just a ONE pager quiz! I wanted to scream. This time, I wanted to scream His Name. Then again, even before I started screaming, my professor interrupted my thoughts and said, "You may now start."

    As I turned the page, I was stunne(whoa!) by what I saw. It wasn't simply because the quiz was only a page long, but because the 33-page article was reduced into 8 concepts--the only concepts--that I knew. It was unbelievable. 

     Right after I finished the quiz, I thought I saw a soft pink rose beside my paper. It was perfect. I could smell a glimpse of heaven here on earth. I knew then that nobody else saw the pink rose but me. The pink rose was meant for me...

...and that's when I remembered my tweet that Monday morning before I went to school:
"OTW to school. I expect God's miracle today! :') God bless us! Take care! :')"
    Pink roses signify grace, gentility, and sweet thoughts. More than that, pink roses signify a new romance that has yet to bloom into full passion (Flower With this little experience, I realized that what I witnessed was one of God's great miracles. I encountered the sweet, gentle, and the "full-of-grace" Jesus Christ. Just like the pink rose, Jesus comes in a gentle manner. He reveals Himself even in little things. What's greater is that He leaves a promise in every blessing and miracle that He gives His children. As the pink rose signifies a new romance that has yet to bloom into full passion, Jesus Christ promises His children that there is more to come. That He has more for you and me:

“What no eye has seen, 
what no ear has heard, 
and what no human mind has conceived”[a]— 
   the things God has prepared for those who love him—"
1 Corinthians 2: 9

Look around. There might be a pink rose meant for you as well. 

The pink rose meant just for you. 

Why did I bother adding one more blog to the millions available in the Internet? Guess why. :P

Let the writing begin

Finally! I can now start writing my blogs. Yey!

First of all, let me introduce myself. I am Laurice. Err, not actually because... People who know me don't call me by my first first name. Instead, they use my second first name: Nicole (yeah, so you're wondering what's with the my-name-is-laurice thingy). Not that I don't want "Nicole." In fact I love it, but I have already spent 18 years of my life using it. Now let me give a chance to my first first name. Besides, hee hee... I like hearing myself called Laurice (okay, I get it. I won't hear you, but you still call me Laurice. You get my drift?)

Okay. Moving on. You're probably not wondering why I created this blog. Who would bother asking me if thousands, probably even millions, of blogs are created daily. Perhaps to blabber about their life, to write book reviews, to take note of their daily existence, to talk about their interests, to promote their online businesses, to share the Word of God, or what have you. As for me, I would probably squeeze all of these in my newly created blog. Err. Don't get me wrong. Believe me. I've heard about thesis statement more than half of my existence. The concept wherein one should only talk about ONE MAIN IDEA and everything one says should revolve around that one idea. (so why am I saying that I'll cram everything here?)

Before I answer that, let me tell you a story.
Once there was a young lady who went to a far away castle. There she learned a new language that she had never heard before. The young lady was beginning to learn this language until one day, she needed to return home. She was excited to go home and to share the new language that she learned. However, none of these people knew the new language. None of them spoke it. Day by day, what little she knew about the new language was slipping out of her memory. She could no longer remember the rules, the letters, and the pronunciation until she could not remember any of it all.
Sob.sob. That was my story. Well, not really. I mean, I didn't go to an unknown castle or something. It's just that I can see myself in the story (err, yeah. okay. I made it, but at least it got the point.). Anyway, I really have the same problem. It's not that I don't remember my second tongue, which is English by the way, but it's just that I'm really--really to the nth time--bad at it. Not to mention my 2-year straight awful English grades + the when-will-you-ever-learn red comments in all my papers + the can't-you-speak-in-English remarks on me. Great. What course was I taking up again? COMMUNICATION. Oh great. That's just so great. So before I go flanking all my major subjects, I decided to help myself through this blog! Isn't that sweet? You get to help a poor and helpless young lady like me. :">

Not so much of a thesis statement, though at least I have a purpose. hee hee. :""">

Just a few more lines...
*** If I happen to commit any grammatical error or something of the like, please feel free to correct me. This blog is essentially for the purpose of improving my writing skills and of course, sharing my melody of life to you.

Enjoy reading! I'm more than happy to share a part of my life to you! :)

Every minute you spend with someone gives them a part of your life and takes part of theirs.” 

God can always bring out the best in you! :)

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