What is 'Milo Panas Please'?

As of yesterday, it would have been exactly two weeks til I'm due to leave for the lovely land down under. Not Australia, mind you, but Singapore. Clean, sterile, systematic, punctual, public transportisized Singapore (: I've been there once, and I enjoyed myself. I was with a couple of school friends and the best - and I mean, the best - teacher in the whole world; and we would have been able to enjoy ourselves anywhere but we won a competition and got a free, entirely-sponsored trip to Sg.

And so, I digress, for the purpose of today's blog post is not to highlight another aspect of my pending departure for Sg, but rather a further elaboration and explanation of the blog, its title, its contents and most importantly, its author haha.


Well like I said, I decided to start blogging because I felt I needed a medium to sort of capture this whole particular phase of my life. I initially experimented with different hosts (wordpress, tumblr, just Instagram), but I couldn't find one that I was happy with - so I came back to blogosphere because 1) I am wordy and 2) It was the easiest way people back home could connect with me still.


Why I chose MPP: For those who have yet to figure it out, MPP stands for Milo Panas Please. Why milo panas? Literally translated, it means hot milo. Figuratively translated, I just like hot milo. I used to drink a mug of hot milo every morning when I was attending kindergarten and although the ritual got dumped once I started attending primary and secondary school, hot milo has always been a source of comfort for me. I don't drink coffee (to me, coffee should always be ice blended and covered with a mountain of whipped cream), neither do I drink tea (iced Chinese tea, or 'suet cha' at your regular coffeeshop does not count) so hot beverages always mean Milo to me. Or hot chocolate. About the same. Go figure. Anyways, I'm hoping that as I brave my way through the streets of Singapore, MPP would be a source of comfort and nostalgia for me the way hot milo has been throughout my growing up years. 


That said, now I will now explain the author of MPP (yours truly) in less than an academic paragraph:
If ever there was a verse in the Bible which I can lay claim to, it is this:

'But let patience have its perfect work, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking nothing.'
James 1:4 (NKJV)

I used to be like a puppy that had yet to be house-trained, and not in a good way; I would bite and snarl at unfamiliar/uncomfortable situations, pee and poop in the most unconvenient of locations and nibble everything in my path to destruction. Then one day a fairy godmother came and gave me a good whack with her magic wand and I grew out of my snarling, biting and unceremonious pooping and have gracefully blossomed into a rhino. 


Still a full-time student (which I'm pretty grateful for on most days), and in my future home, I would love to have 1) a large pantry well-stocked with wunnerful things like pancetta, dijon mustard and mint chutney; 2) bookcases filled with books that I have/will read; 3) a wall full of shoes and; 4) a huge couch and plenty of cushions. Oh yes, and 5) air-conditioning. I am really afraid of cockroaches, being stuck in an elevator and also waking up in the middle of a surgery despite being anaesthetized and therefore am unable to show the doctors I'm awake.

So, although nobody really knows the existence of the blog yet, I hope you'll return to MPP soon as I continue to divulge tales and trivia to you on my way to distant lands. Ta-rah! (: