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Friday, 25 July 2008
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Moving Day
Ok, I'm officially moving to blogspot now...
Not to say I'll never be back to instant_n00dles though :) I'll definitely check up on posts here once in a while...
But, google has taken over my life. Come visit the afflicted ones -
Happy writings rest of xanga world!
Hah I'll probably be back in like 2 days. :P That's ok.
The bulk of my ponderings will be on blogspot though... Xanga is too full of memories for me to drop like a hot potato. Mmmm potatos... I haven't had one in a while....
Goodbye!
Thursday, 24 July 2008
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Waterberries
I love talking to people older and wiser (though neither means the other is a given) - sometimes I'm just amazed by how "seasoned" they are. Hahaha - like when I talk to Enoch. I felt like a sponge in some sense - every word he said was so loaded and meaningful, and it was so great to just listen and soak it all up. I felt also so much more inexperienced, so much younger and unknowing - though not at all in a bad or putting down kind of way.
Niceness =/= maturity. Niceness can often be mistaken for maturity when you don't know the person well enough, and I think maturity can be mistaken for niceness as well. I hope that whatever niceness people see from me will not only end at that - like Steph said, I hope that I will be able to "take it to the next level", or next layer or what not. That it will be more and more evident to others that whatever goodness I have is not from myself, but is a sign of the fruit of the Spirit, as in Galations 5:22-23. In short, that is what I think maturity is... not to say I think I'm there - heh far from it. But I strive for that, and I know that in my own power I can do nothing.
On a totally (or maybe not totally) unrelated note, I wish I knew how to handle come on's better. :( Let me go to work in peace. Oh sigh... I need to have more love.
Remember to save your work often.
Tuesday, 22 July 2008
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Sequins of Events
I like what Wendy said one time about a string of pearls on a Monday. in a sense, everyday is like a bead or pearl or whatnot on the string of life. We have a limited length of string - we don't know how long or short it is, and nothing we can do will lengthen or shorten it, but you can choose how to decorate each bead you put on. What it is is what you make of it.
This weekend was one of the most up and down I've had yet - filled with terrible times but also wonderful times, turning this way and that way, literally wrenching my pipes and springing leaks everywhere.
But it showed me how each bead can be so intricate and so varied, how you have the ability to choose what to make of and what to do with what you've been given. How there's a reason for everything, whether or not you know it at the moment. What the most important things in life are.
Note to self:
Life is delicate and at any moment, the string could end... so number your days, realize how blessed you are to wake up every morning, and decide to make the most of every second you have.
Thursday, 17 July 2008
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teateatea
There's this saying I've heard - "Women are like tea bags. You don't know how strong they are until they're put in hot water"
I don't know if that's just applicable to women, but I do wonder - how strong is my tea bag? This red rose tea isn't so strong, but the vanilla maple black tea is - you wouldn't be able to tell by just looking though. Or maybe there's something to it that I'm missing...
So I'm downloading a million photos onto my work computer to upload into their new site. And all the people in this gallery are ASIAN. Aiyaaaaaa takeoverrrr... I haven't seen one nonasian yet. And they're super fobby too. Hrm. Maybe the reason there are so many pics of asians is that asians just like to take random pictures of themselves. Mmmmm contemplation...
I think I've been better about talking to strangers - that sounds so weird...
I'm glad I'm more regular now. YAAAAY!!!!!!! REGULARIZED!!!! I should have been a bit more prepared though... oops.
So far, out of 203 pictures, I've seen ONE with caucasians.
I never pass the fingertip test :( Even with biker shorts. WAHHH ---- I should just get bermuda's - they don't look so terrible...
YAAAAAY SURPRISES!
I like seeing people smile.Tuesday, 15 July 2008
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I like old people
I'm reminded again and again of how much I'm drawn to family. And I find myself very content - not just content, but happy - singing rounds with tipsy 40+ to 80+'ers (and 9 and 14 year olds - and a dog and bird and frog and fire ants) in a small crowded dining room, or having 2 hour conversations about Hitchcock or the current affairs of the Central African Republic or people and things and events I've never heard of, over simple meals like burnt toast and butternut squash soup.
Wow, I'm such a homebody.
Susan's mother moved to the country side from her city home when she got married, and took on every single domestic activity that she could - example: she sewed her whole family's wardrobe up until her kids were in high school. And she loved it! Hearing that story made me feel kind of nostalgic in a weird way. I guess I'm pretty domestic at heart. Now if only I could cook up amazing meals and actually sew things :P
Rose tea and splenda are mmm.... And vanilla maple black tea. I made fried rice for lunch. Mmm lunch... almost lunch break yay!!! Well, whenever I choose basically. OH BANANA :O
We'll all grow old one day - if we are fortunate enough... keeping that in mind, keeping also the fact that we'll one day die in mind - really changes your perspective on everything.
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