OMG I LOVE SKIING!! :D I'm not very good at it, but seriously, now I understand why everyone is so obsessed with it. There's just something amazing about flying down a giant snowy hill, slightly out of control, hoping you don't crash into a tree at the bottom. This place is amazing!
Here's a treat from my sisters and I to you: a new edition of Silver Bells designed specifically for this trip:
Country sidewalks, empty sidewalks
Dressed in brown colored snow
In the air there's a feeling of Christmas.
Children laughing, treetops passing
Meeting rock after rock
And on every path corner you see...
White tailed deer, wild turkey
It's Christmas time in the country.
Neighbor's dog, hear it call
Soon it will be Christmas day!
<3 <3 <3 Hope you all had a wonderful Christmas! Next blog: hilarious quotes...
Evergreen Christmas trees are edible and a good source if Vitamin C if you eat them.
love lisa
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Reminders
It's almost Christmas, and I think it's helpful to reevaluate my life and my mindset every once in awhile. Here are ten things I need to keep in mind:
1. Rely on God. You're not Superman. You're not Wonder Woman. You're not even a Powerpuff Girl. You need to stop pretending you can leap tall buildings by yourself. (Or do chemistry for that matter)
2. Remember how blessed you are.
3. Think up. Whenever you have a bad mindset, things go worse and you end up hurting people.
4. Cherish your parents. They won't be around forever, and you don't ever want to regret a single moment with them that you passed up for some stupid reason.
5. You don't like bitter melon. It doesn't matter how many times you try it, you still end up wishing you hadn't. Stop trying it, stupid.
6. Friends matter more. Whatever it is, it's not as important. Forget it if your friend needs you.
7. If you are really really pissed at someone, first thing you should consider is whether you are PMSing.
8. Keep giving of yourself as generously as possible. Even when you get burned, stick your hand back in the fire. That's what Jesus does.
9. Stop skipping class. Catching up is a myth. It never happens. Same with sleep.
10. If it smells, has unidentified patches on it, or is unusually squishy, DON'T TASTE IT FOR GOD'S SAKE!!
"Success is knowing that if today were your last day on earth you could leave without regret" --Sarah Ban Breathnach
love lisa
1. Rely on God. You're not Superman. You're not Wonder Woman. You're not even a Powerpuff Girl. You need to stop pretending you can leap tall buildings by yourself. (Or do chemistry for that matter)
2. Remember how blessed you are.
3. Think up. Whenever you have a bad mindset, things go worse and you end up hurting people.
4. Cherish your parents. They won't be around forever, and you don't ever want to regret a single moment with them that you passed up for some stupid reason.
5. You don't like bitter melon. It doesn't matter how many times you try it, you still end up wishing you hadn't. Stop trying it, stupid.
6. Friends matter more. Whatever it is, it's not as important. Forget it if your friend needs you.
7. If you are really really pissed at someone, first thing you should consider is whether you are PMSing.
8. Keep giving of yourself as generously as possible. Even when you get burned, stick your hand back in the fire. That's what Jesus does.
9. Stop skipping class. Catching up is a myth. It never happens. Same with sleep.
10. If it smells, has unidentified patches on it, or is unusually squishy, DON'T TASTE IT FOR GOD'S SAKE!!
"Success is knowing that if today were your last day on earth you could leave without regret" --Sarah Ban Breathnach
love lisa
Sunday, December 12, 2010
A Wonderful Birthday
1. I love you guys
2. I had the most awesome 21st birthday, and it's not even over cuz I get to celebrate it 2 more times this week.
3. Deliverance concert was so much fun
4. I love you guys.
5. Thank you, God!
"Birthdays are nature's way of telling us to eat more cake"
love lisa
2. I had the most awesome 21st birthday, and it's not even over cuz I get to celebrate it 2 more times this week.
3. Deliverance concert was so much fun
4. I love you guys.
5. Thank you, God!
"Birthdays are nature's way of telling us to eat more cake"
love lisa
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Scary
You know what I realized today? I almost never have crushes on super attractive guys. I have liked guys that are average and downright ugly, but I've never truly liked a guy who is really attractive. You know why?
ATTRACTIVE GUYS ARE SCARY!
Seriously! They really intimidate me! I don't know if I expect them to be jerks or just to completely ignore people of lesser attractiveness, but I never seriously like guys who are really attractive. Sigh.
You know what else is scary?
ATTRACTIVE GUYS ARE SCARY!
Seriously! They really intimidate me! I don't know if I expect them to be jerks or just to completely ignore people of lesser attractiveness, but I never seriously like guys who are really attractive. Sigh.
You know what else is scary?
Yeah. No further comments.
The above centipede, known as geji in Japan, is considered a good household bug.
I shudder to think what they consider a bad one.
love lisa
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Drunk Asian Parents
For those of us who have FOB parents, you understand me when I say that there is nothing funnier than watching them get drunk. And uncles and aunts. And pretty much everyone else. My uncle was especially drunk. A few of my favorite Thanksgiving incidents:
1. During a drinking game:
Uncle: "But 7x5 is 55!"
2. While playing mafia:
Narrator: "Doctor, open your eyes. Who do you want to save?"
Mom: *silence* then, "Who do I want to save?"
Everyone: "Mommm!!!"
3. During mafia after Dad, Mom, then Uncle have been eliminated in a row:
Uncle: "This discrimination on old people!"
4. During mafia again:
Uncle: "I think it's her!" (points to Aunt)
Aunt: "No, it's him!" (points to Uncle)
5. During mafia:
Uncle: "Look! Yinfa drop his card on floor!"
Nhan: "No! Look up, Uncle!"
Uncle: *stares blankly at ceiling expecting to see something*
6. During spoons:
Uncle: "You see, Serena (my cousin)? What I do is not look at cards at all. Only look there (points to spoons). This way I never win, but I never lose."
Cancan (who is sitting beside him): "And that's why I lost that time!!! You have to pass the cards to me at least Uncle!"
Uncle: *scoots closer to spoons*
7. During spoons (when someone loses a round, we don't eliminate them. We draw one line on their face with eyeliner)
Mom (after Uncle has lost a round): "Lisa! Draw cat!"
Lisa: "Mom...that's kind of more than one line..."
8. During spoons:
Kelly: "Dad!! You did not get a spoon!"
Dad: "Yes! See, I have one!"
Kelly: "That one was in your pocket!!"
9. My dad toasts my sister and cousin (who are not exactly legal yet):
Dad: "To the beautiful young ladies! I hope you be, uh, good, and uh, not do bad things, and uh...."
Cancan: "He's trying to say listen to your parents."
I might have missed some incidents, but I can't remember right now. I had a really great Thanksgiving. Turkey, family, drinking, fun...it was great. I'm so thankful for my awesome family and my thoughtful, sweet friends.
Hope you all had an equally great time!
"Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy." --Benjamin Franklin
love lisa
1. During a drinking game:
Uncle: "But 7x5 is 55!"
2. While playing mafia:
Narrator: "Doctor, open your eyes. Who do you want to save?"
Mom: *silence* then, "Who do I want to save?"
Everyone: "Mommm!!!"
3. During mafia after Dad, Mom, then Uncle have been eliminated in a row:
Uncle: "This discrimination on old people!"
4. During mafia again:
Uncle: "I think it's her!" (points to Aunt)
Aunt: "No, it's him!" (points to Uncle)
5. During mafia:
Uncle: "Look! Yinfa drop his card on floor!"
Nhan: "No! Look up, Uncle!"
Uncle: *stares blankly at ceiling expecting to see something*
6. During spoons:
Uncle: "You see, Serena (my cousin)? What I do is not look at cards at all. Only look there (points to spoons). This way I never win, but I never lose."
Cancan (who is sitting beside him): "And that's why I lost that time!!! You have to pass the cards to me at least Uncle!"
Uncle: *scoots closer to spoons*
7. During spoons (when someone loses a round, we don't eliminate them. We draw one line on their face with eyeliner)
Mom (after Uncle has lost a round): "Lisa! Draw cat!"
Lisa: "Mom...that's kind of more than one line..."
8. During spoons:
Kelly: "Dad!! You did not get a spoon!"
Dad: "Yes! See, I have one!"
Kelly: "That one was in your pocket!!"
9. My dad toasts my sister and cousin (who are not exactly legal yet):
Dad: "To the beautiful young ladies! I hope you be, uh, good, and uh, not do bad things, and uh...."
Cancan: "He's trying to say listen to your parents."
I might have missed some incidents, but I can't remember right now. I had a really great Thanksgiving. Turkey, family, drinking, fun...it was great. I'm so thankful for my awesome family and my thoughtful, sweet friends.
Hope you all had an equally great time!
"Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy." --Benjamin Franklin
love lisa
Friday, November 19, 2010
Can you understand the secret message? (no this is not a racial message)
Why do people try to be eggs? Sure, white is great, but it's so boring after awhile. Plus, after so much white, you know that some are actually supposed to be purple or blue or grey. Then there are the people who are so determined to look like broccoli that they end up being eggs, too!! They spend so much energy flaunting their broccoli-like features and POOF! another plain, white egg is born.
You know what I see a lot? Eggs that are eggs only on the surface. They appear to be eggs just to comfort the carton, but they know they're actually radish or carrot on the inside. They live in constant fear of the shell cracking and revealing a vegetable when honestly, the carton is probably just as tired of eggs as I am. It's just that no single egg is brave enough to crack and reveal the vegetable, so as a whole, the carton remains full of eggs. If an egg were to crack by accident or on purpose though, you know what would happen? That radish or carrot would be remembered. Maybe for good or bad depending on their vegetable, but at least it wouldn't be just another egg.
I wish I could crack my shell, but alas! I am peas, and I need my shell to contain me or I would roll all over the place and make a mess.
Voltaire's last words after being told by priests to renounce Satan: "Now, now, my good friend. This is no time for making enemies."
love lisa
You know what I see a lot? Eggs that are eggs only on the surface. They appear to be eggs just to comfort the carton, but they know they're actually radish or carrot on the inside. They live in constant fear of the shell cracking and revealing a vegetable when honestly, the carton is probably just as tired of eggs as I am. It's just that no single egg is brave enough to crack and reveal the vegetable, so as a whole, the carton remains full of eggs. If an egg were to crack by accident or on purpose though, you know what would happen? That radish or carrot would be remembered. Maybe for good or bad depending on their vegetable, but at least it wouldn't be just another egg.
I wish I could crack my shell, but alas! I am peas, and I need my shell to contain me or I would roll all over the place and make a mess.
Voltaire's last words after being told by priests to renounce Satan: "Now, now, my good friend. This is no time for making enemies."
love lisa
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Moments
I have heard before that people believe that the reason people become Christians is because they are afraid of the great unknown of Death. That may be true for some people, but it's not for me.
I'm actually not afraid of Death right now. I'm not saying that I won't feel fear if someone were to pull a gun on me, but I'm not actually afraid of Death and what comes after. It's not actually because I know that God will be waiting for me to take me into His arms like a loving Father. (Though that is comforting and exciting) It's because I feel that I have enjoyed a really great life already. I have been blessed with so much love in my life and so much happiness that I really don't feel that it would be so bad to leave this world on such a good note.
Here are some moments:
Happiest moment of my life: Not actually triggered by some major event. I was just taking a walk with my mom down my street and the sun was setting. We were holding hands and I was about seventeen at the time. I was just overcome with the greatest sense of peace and happiness. I realized that I've been blessed with so much: the most loving family, above average intelligence, unique gifts, amazing friends, a chance to know God...the list goes on. I have never appreciated my life as much as I did at that moment.
Most exciting moment of my life: I've, sadly, seemed to lose the ability to experience intense excitement as I get older. I've tried in vain to retrieve it, but I've grown a little too hardened by experience. Therefore, this moment was when I was young, about 8 or 9. My family was on a trip to Niagara Falls and Canada. No, I did not get excited about the Falls. I actually got excited by the pigeons. I realized while walking down a sidewalk in Canada that the pigeons WEREN'T AFRAID!! They walked right by your feet! And I knew, I just knew, that if I tried, I could catch one. I got really excited. But my parents wouldn't let me try. Sad. Then right after, I found 28 pennies on the floor of a store. Major excitement. No judgment!
Best food I've ever eaten: On a family road trip to Florida, we stopped at this seafood place in Georgia. Hands down the best sushi I've ever eaten. I was so full. It was so good. We stopped there again on the way back.
Most beautiful music I've ever heard: During All-State Choir senior year of HS, my choir was being directed by the director of the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. We were singing their rendition of Come Thou Fount. During the last rehearsal before the concert, we were all moved to tears by the last run through. I've never felt so touched by music and so proud that I had been part of creating it.
Those are just a few. Got any to share, anyone?
It is believed that the reason we get goosebumps in response to screeching chalk is because blood rushes to our muscles in preparation for defensive action. The reason our hair stands on end is an evolutionary response to make ourselves look larger.
love lisa
I'm actually not afraid of Death right now. I'm not saying that I won't feel fear if someone were to pull a gun on me, but I'm not actually afraid of Death and what comes after. It's not actually because I know that God will be waiting for me to take me into His arms like a loving Father. (Though that is comforting and exciting) It's because I feel that I have enjoyed a really great life already. I have been blessed with so much love in my life and so much happiness that I really don't feel that it would be so bad to leave this world on such a good note.
Here are some moments:
Happiest moment of my life: Not actually triggered by some major event. I was just taking a walk with my mom down my street and the sun was setting. We were holding hands and I was about seventeen at the time. I was just overcome with the greatest sense of peace and happiness. I realized that I've been blessed with so much: the most loving family, above average intelligence, unique gifts, amazing friends, a chance to know God...the list goes on. I have never appreciated my life as much as I did at that moment.
Most exciting moment of my life: I've, sadly, seemed to lose the ability to experience intense excitement as I get older. I've tried in vain to retrieve it, but I've grown a little too hardened by experience. Therefore, this moment was when I was young, about 8 or 9. My family was on a trip to Niagara Falls and Canada. No, I did not get excited about the Falls. I actually got excited by the pigeons. I realized while walking down a sidewalk in Canada that the pigeons WEREN'T AFRAID!! They walked right by your feet! And I knew, I just knew, that if I tried, I could catch one. I got really excited. But my parents wouldn't let me try. Sad. Then right after, I found 28 pennies on the floor of a store. Major excitement. No judgment!
Best food I've ever eaten: On a family road trip to Florida, we stopped at this seafood place in Georgia. Hands down the best sushi I've ever eaten. I was so full. It was so good. We stopped there again on the way back.
Most beautiful music I've ever heard: During All-State Choir senior year of HS, my choir was being directed by the director of the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. We were singing their rendition of Come Thou Fount. During the last rehearsal before the concert, we were all moved to tears by the last run through. I've never felt so touched by music and so proud that I had been part of creating it.
Those are just a few. Got any to share, anyone?
It is believed that the reason we get goosebumps in response to screeching chalk is because blood rushes to our muscles in preparation for defensive action. The reason our hair stands on end is an evolutionary response to make ourselves look larger.
love lisa
Monday, November 8, 2010
I love
i love
crying at the end of a really good book
eating meals while watching an episode of CSI or House
waking up on a weekend with nothing pressing to do, so i just lay there and think
weeks with no exams
seeing a friend around campus and holding an entire conversation without being awkward once
(that's a rare occurrence)
turning my head and catching a whiff of my hair right after my hair has dried from a shower
jam sessions
baking (and eating) blueberry muffins
receiving packages
coming to an explanation about a concept in the Bible that satisfies my scientific nature
75 degree weather
going an entire day in my pjs
eating my way around sandwiches/burgers/cookies/etc. and saving the middle for last
crunchy skin on fried chicken
purple
hugs
colorful pens
new notebooks
If you keep a goldfish in the dark, it will eventually turn white.
love lisa
crying at the end of a really good book
eating meals while watching an episode of CSI or House
waking up on a weekend with nothing pressing to do, so i just lay there and think
weeks with no exams
seeing a friend around campus and holding an entire conversation without being awkward once
(that's a rare occurrence)
turning my head and catching a whiff of my hair right after my hair has dried from a shower
jam sessions
baking (and eating) blueberry muffins
receiving packages
coming to an explanation about a concept in the Bible that satisfies my scientific nature
75 degree weather
going an entire day in my pjs
eating my way around sandwiches/burgers/cookies/etc. and saving the middle for last
crunchy skin on fried chicken
purple
hugs
colorful pens
new notebooks
If you keep a goldfish in the dark, it will eventually turn white.
love lisa
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Resolution Number 2
So...last time I made a resolution on my blog (to think more positively about people and not harp on their faults), it turned out pretty well! I've been harping minimally and only within reason. ;)
Now I have another resolution! A friend made a joke to me the other day about how I looked so much more carefree in my HS picture than I am now. It was meant in a teasing manner, but it's kind of stuck with me, because it's true. College is just so stressful sometimes and I don't know why, but I've lost a good deal of carefreed-ness. I'd like to get it back, so resolution 2!!
I will stop stressing about things so much! God will take care of me and I need to enjoy what I have now!
(Plus I don't want to seem so uptight to other people. Heehee!)
Okay! Let's see if this works!
Stress is off!
Everytime you lick a stamp, you consume 1/10 of a calorie.
love lisa
Now I have another resolution! A friend made a joke to me the other day about how I looked so much more carefree in my HS picture than I am now. It was meant in a teasing manner, but it's kind of stuck with me, because it's true. College is just so stressful sometimes and I don't know why, but I've lost a good deal of carefreed-ness. I'd like to get it back, so resolution 2!!
I will stop stressing about things so much! God will take care of me and I need to enjoy what I have now!
(Plus I don't want to seem so uptight to other people. Heehee!)
Okay! Let's see if this works!
Stress is off!
Everytime you lick a stamp, you consume 1/10 of a calorie.
love lisa
Monday, November 1, 2010
College to me
College is at once
the most fun and most stressful
most social yet lonely
happiest and saddest
best and worst
time of life.
The catfish is ranked as the animal with the most taste buds.
love lisa
the most fun and most stressful
most social yet lonely
happiest and saddest
best and worst
time of life.
The catfish is ranked as the animal with the most taste buds.
love lisa
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Sometimes I hate people
People really suck sometimes. I mean they really suck. I wonder how God can possibly love us all so much. It's truly beyond my comprehension. Usually I don't find it difficult to love people, but every once in awhile something happens that reminds me how broken humanity is.
People are unreliable. There is not one person on this planet that can be counted on all the time. Everyone will let you down sometimes. And a few people don't do anything except let you down.
People don't really care. Everyone says they care because they don't want to seem like a bad person. A lot of people really think they care, but we just don't want to admit to ourselves that we are too selfish to really care.
People are all hypocrites. EVERYONE.
People are fake and never show what they think on the surface. If we are angry about something, we don't show you to your face; we do something small and petty to try and let you know without having to say it. And because we're all hypocrites, we also all say that we are honest and aren't fake. Lies.
I'm not saying that I don't have every one of these problems sometimes. Unfortunately, I am human. I'm just saying that at least I recognize that I have these problems sometimes and try to fix them. Unlike some people who will do everything to avoid admitting to themselves that this applies to them.
And the worst thing is when someone blatantly disrespects you. When you let them know with no uncertainty that something hurts/bothers you and they don't understand and just don't give a shit. That really sucks.
not so loving lisa
People are unreliable. There is not one person on this planet that can be counted on all the time. Everyone will let you down sometimes. And a few people don't do anything except let you down.
People don't really care. Everyone says they care because they don't want to seem like a bad person. A lot of people really think they care, but we just don't want to admit to ourselves that we are too selfish to really care.
People are all hypocrites. EVERYONE.
People are fake and never show what they think on the surface. If we are angry about something, we don't show you to your face; we do something small and petty to try and let you know without having to say it. And because we're all hypocrites, we also all say that we are honest and aren't fake. Lies.
I'm not saying that I don't have every one of these problems sometimes. Unfortunately, I am human. I'm just saying that at least I recognize that I have these problems sometimes and try to fix them. Unlike some people who will do everything to avoid admitting to themselves that this applies to them.
And the worst thing is when someone blatantly disrespects you. When you let them know with no uncertainty that something hurts/bothers you and they don't understand and just don't give a shit. That really sucks.
not so loving lisa
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Awkward!!
I do these all the time. I bet you do too. :)
-While walking, pretend I don't see someone that I know until a precise distance has been reached, then go "Oh hi!"
-Stop in my tracks and turn around to get something I forgot; stop again and turn around when I realize I don't need it; stop and turn again thinking maybe it'd be better if I had it; finally stop and turn again because I'm too lazy
-Stare intensely at someone approaching because you think it's someone you know, then when he/she gets close enough you realize that it's not so you quickly duck your head
-Stumble on the stairs in public and then get up and look around to see if anyone saw. Continue on as if nothing has happened. (Actually, I've gotten so used to this that I skip the look around step in order to save time)
-Say something really loudly out of context, such as "I really like to lick them" and realize that the whole room just happened to be silent when you said it
-Answer a question that wasn't addressed to you. Example: "How are you?" "I'm fine!" "......" "Oh..."
Yes. I am well versed in the art of awkwardness. ^_^
If you bang your head on the wall for one hour, you will have lost 150 calories.
love lisa
-While walking, pretend I don't see someone that I know until a precise distance has been reached, then go "Oh hi!"
-Stop in my tracks and turn around to get something I forgot; stop again and turn around when I realize I don't need it; stop and turn again thinking maybe it'd be better if I had it; finally stop and turn again because I'm too lazy
-Stare intensely at someone approaching because you think it's someone you know, then when he/she gets close enough you realize that it's not so you quickly duck your head
-Stumble on the stairs in public and then get up and look around to see if anyone saw. Continue on as if nothing has happened. (Actually, I've gotten so used to this that I skip the look around step in order to save time)
-Say something really loudly out of context, such as "I really like to lick them" and realize that the whole room just happened to be silent when you said it
-Answer a question that wasn't addressed to you. Example: "How are you?" "I'm fine!" "......" "Oh..."
Yes. I am well versed in the art of awkwardness. ^_^
If you bang your head on the wall for one hour, you will have lost 150 calories.
love lisa
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Self reflection
Every once in awhile, I try to look at myself objectively and see what other people see. I tried doing that today, but I'm sad to say that I don't like what I see. In fact, I'm kind of dejected at the person I've become and it's hard for me to look at myself for long before turning away in embarrassment. Pretty much, I just need God. I feel that I've strayed from Him due to various circumstances and my own lack of self control.
I see in myself a person who is very confused. I'm not sure what I want from life anymore. I don't have challenging goals or dreams that are motivating me to become more than I am. Instead, I'm filling my life with tons of things that aren't really satisfying me.
I see that I am not really confident in myself. I don't strive to look good all the time, trying to prove to other's that I am or anything, but I just don't care. I don't value myself like I should (and I don't mean that to sound emo or self-centered). I just find myself embarrassed at my own inabilities and problems and I have trouble facing myself and my actions sometimes.
I see someone who is kind of judgmental, not in the sense that I judge people I don't know or stereotype. I judge people because of the things I don't like in them, but I don't take the time to notice the things in them that are good. This is what embarrasses me most right now. I used to try so hard never to be pessimistic about a person or speak badly about them, and I generally succeeded. These days, I am angry and judgmental of many people. I get angry at what people do/say and it's unworthy of me and the God I should be trying to represent. And I tell people more than I should. My judgments just fall out and I don't realize until later what I said, and then I'm ashamed of myself all over again. Most of the time, this shame drives me to go and tell the person straight up what I'm thinking, so at least I'm not stabbing them in the back, but it doesn't change that I judged them when my sins are so great that I don't have the right to.
I think it all came during the transition from HS to college. I don't know how the change in environment did this to me, but I seriously need a re-examining of my life. Who I am hates who I've been. So...new resolutions:
1. Whenever I catch myself thinking poorly of someone, I will force myself to find something equally good in them
2. I will not tell other people what I think of a person I am critical of
3. Anyone that I have felt angry toward or judged that day, I will pray for them and myself that night.
Yeah. No worries, I'm not super depressed or anything. I know that I have good qualities, too. :) This is just the result of my self reflection.
People tend to believe negative gossip over positive truth.
love lisa
I see in myself a person who is very confused. I'm not sure what I want from life anymore. I don't have challenging goals or dreams that are motivating me to become more than I am. Instead, I'm filling my life with tons of things that aren't really satisfying me.
I see that I am not really confident in myself. I don't strive to look good all the time, trying to prove to other's that I am or anything, but I just don't care. I don't value myself like I should (and I don't mean that to sound emo or self-centered). I just find myself embarrassed at my own inabilities and problems and I have trouble facing myself and my actions sometimes.
I see someone who is kind of judgmental, not in the sense that I judge people I don't know or stereotype. I judge people because of the things I don't like in them, but I don't take the time to notice the things in them that are good. This is what embarrasses me most right now. I used to try so hard never to be pessimistic about a person or speak badly about them, and I generally succeeded. These days, I am angry and judgmental of many people. I get angry at what people do/say and it's unworthy of me and the God I should be trying to represent. And I tell people more than I should. My judgments just fall out and I don't realize until later what I said, and then I'm ashamed of myself all over again. Most of the time, this shame drives me to go and tell the person straight up what I'm thinking, so at least I'm not stabbing them in the back, but it doesn't change that I judged them when my sins are so great that I don't have the right to.
I think it all came during the transition from HS to college. I don't know how the change in environment did this to me, but I seriously need a re-examining of my life. Who I am hates who I've been. So...new resolutions:
1. Whenever I catch myself thinking poorly of someone, I will force myself to find something equally good in them
2. I will not tell other people what I think of a person I am critical of
3. Anyone that I have felt angry toward or judged that day, I will pray for them and myself that night.
Yeah. No worries, I'm not super depressed or anything. I know that I have good qualities, too. :) This is just the result of my self reflection.
People tend to believe negative gossip over positive truth.
love lisa
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Mornings
Heh. I'm probably ridiculously amusing to watch in the mornings. Here are the meanderings of my brain while I stumble through the morning.
*alarm clock 1: Wedding Dress*
Aeaoingawoo
*alarm clock 2: Paparazzi*
Ugh...no....
*alarm clock 3: Fire*
Whimper...so sad...
*attempt to kick off blankets; realization that they are firmly twined around my left leg*
Mmm...can't do it...go back to sleep
*alarm clock 4: Beep beep beep*
Dang...I'm late
*Climb out of bed and remember belatedly that I'm too short for it, so I miss my footstool and fall*
Ow
*Shed pjs and wrap a towel around myself*
I feel like crap. I probably look like it too.
*Look in the mirror*
Oh God.
*Trudge to the bathroom, moaning in response to any friendly morning greetings*
Ahh....water...hot...good
*Get out of shower and dry off; start walking out; slip; fall again*
Ow
*Stand in front of closet staring blankly*
.......
*Realize that I'm late to class*
Crap...t-shirt and jeans again I guess...
Yeah...so just a small excerpt of how little intelligence and coordination I have in the morning. Not that it gets much better during the day, but I'm particularly useless in the morning. ^_^
Mel Blanc, the voice of Bugs Bunny, was allergic to carrots.
love lisa
*alarm clock 1: Wedding Dress*
Aeaoingawoo
*alarm clock 2: Paparazzi*
Ugh...no....
*alarm clock 3: Fire*
Whimper...so sad...
*attempt to kick off blankets; realization that they are firmly twined around my left leg*
Mmm...can't do it...go back to sleep
*alarm clock 4: Beep beep beep*
Dang...I'm late
*Climb out of bed and remember belatedly that I'm too short for it, so I miss my footstool and fall*
Ow
*Shed pjs and wrap a towel around myself*
I feel like crap. I probably look like it too.
*Look in the mirror*
Oh God.
*Trudge to the bathroom, moaning in response to any friendly morning greetings*
Ahh....water...hot...good
*Get out of shower and dry off; start walking out; slip; fall again*
Ow
*Stand in front of closet staring blankly*
.......
*Realize that I'm late to class*
Crap...t-shirt and jeans again I guess...
Yeah...so just a small excerpt of how little intelligence and coordination I have in the morning. Not that it gets much better during the day, but I'm particularly useless in the morning. ^_^
Mel Blanc, the voice of Bugs Bunny, was allergic to carrots.
love lisa
Friday, October 8, 2010
Selective observation
I think women are all somewhat paranoid in the sense that we think that people around us notice every little flaw in our appearance. I think that's interesting, because I at least don't notice much. I'm sure there are people that will notice and harp on people's flaws, maybe because they are super observant (which I'm not) or super judgmental (which I don't think I am). So I just want to write down some of the things I do and don't notice about other's appearances. I wonder if other people notice/don't notice the same things I do/don't?
Women:
I notice when women wear pants that are too tight around the waist and they have back fat spilling out over the tops of their pants
I don't notice/can't tell when a woman is a having a bad hair day.
I notice when women put powder over zits to try to cover them up.
I usually don't notice a zit otherwise.
I notice when women wear heels around campus that are so high and inconvenient that I wonder what they're trying to prove by being so uncomfortable without reason. *cough FOBS cough*
I don't notice when a woman has hairy legs.
I notice if a woman does something different with her hair.
I don't notice if a woman second-days her hair/clothing.
Men:
I notice when a guy smells good. I really notice.
I don't notice when a guy has put on/lost weight (except under extreme cases).
I notice when a guy grows hair in places previously hairless.
I don't notice what brand of clothing a guy has.
I do notice if a guy dresses nicely.
I don't notice how many times a guy wears the same outfit in a week.
I notice if a guy has wrinkles in his clothing.
I don't notice a guy's shoes, watches, or other accessories.
I notice if a guy struts like a peacock. And then avoid him. (Exhibit A: my cousin)
I was just thinking the other day that I worry a lot about some things in my appearance that I bet people don't even notice. And I was wondering what they do notice. What do guy's notice? Do they notice anything beyond hot or not?
Nearly 70% of American women prefer a clean-shaven man.
love lisa
Women:
I notice when women wear pants that are too tight around the waist and they have back fat spilling out over the tops of their pants
I don't notice/can't tell when a woman is a having a bad hair day.
I notice when women put powder over zits to try to cover them up.
I usually don't notice a zit otherwise.
I notice when women wear heels around campus that are so high and inconvenient that I wonder what they're trying to prove by being so uncomfortable without reason. *cough FOBS cough*
I don't notice when a woman has hairy legs.
I notice if a woman does something different with her hair.
I don't notice if a woman second-days her hair/clothing.
Men:
I notice when a guy smells good. I really notice.
I don't notice when a guy has put on/lost weight (except under extreme cases).
I notice when a guy grows hair in places previously hairless.
I don't notice what brand of clothing a guy has.
I do notice if a guy dresses nicely.
I don't notice how many times a guy wears the same outfit in a week.
I notice if a guy has wrinkles in his clothing.
I don't notice a guy's shoes, watches, or other accessories.
I notice if a guy struts like a peacock. And then avoid him. (Exhibit A: my cousin)
I was just thinking the other day that I worry a lot about some things in my appearance that I bet people don't even notice. And I was wondering what they do notice. What do guy's notice? Do they notice anything beyond hot or not?
Nearly 70% of American women prefer a clean-shaven man.
love lisa
Monday, September 27, 2010
Signals
Yeah...so I'm pretty sure that when I'm really busy and have a lot of work to do and, like, 5 exams to study for, there is some chemical signal that happens biologically within me that produces an insatiable need to:
1. Clean everything. Everything.
2. Start playing a new game on my emulator, even if this requires downloading new ROMs or an entirely new emulator (In this case, ChronoTrigger, which is a great game btw)
3. Watch Youtube videos
4. Play Bubblespinner
5. Blog, apparently
Why do I fail at studying?
love lisa
1. Clean everything. Everything.
2. Start playing a new game on my emulator, even if this requires downloading new ROMs or an entirely new emulator (In this case, ChronoTrigger, which is a great game btw)
3. Watch Youtube videos
4. Play Bubblespinner
5. Blog, apparently
Why do I fail at studying?
love lisa
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Paranoia
So...you know how some people say that they don't care what people think of them?
That is not true of me. I care. A lot. I'm not even ashamed of saying it. I want people to think well of me, and when they don't, it bothers me. I'm not saying that I change the way I am in front of others just to please them (although, honestly, I think everyone does that a little without even realizing). I just think very hard about how I am coming off when I do or say something. Sometimes I don't think til afterwards, and then I realize that I'm embarrassed. Then I start humming to myself. Cuz that's what I do when I am thinking about something embarrassing. (And now you all know why I sing so much...)
Basically, this tendency of mine to worry about what other people think/see in me makes me really paranoid. I worry that people will think I'm annoying when I'm really just overly enthusiastic. Or that they think I'm self-centered when I'm actually just forgetful and scatterbrained. I forget people's birthdays not because I don't care about them. I just suck at remembering dates. And I worry that people think I'm fake.
One time I found out that someone didn't like me because they thought I was always trying to be some other person. First, I just want to say that when I find out someone doesn't like me, it eats my brain until I'm a mindless, miserable zombie. So if you know someone who doesn't like me, please don't tell me. I really don't want to know, though I probably already do. I'm pretty sensitive to those kinds of signals. Secondly, I don't try to be other people. I just find traits that I admire in other people, and try to become a better person by imitating good traits. It's not usually easy and sometimes not successful and it hurt me that someone would dislike me because I was trying to become a better person. Why do people have to pick these little things about you to hate on?
Mosquitoes have 47 teeth.
love lisa
That is not true of me. I care. A lot. I'm not even ashamed of saying it. I want people to think well of me, and when they don't, it bothers me. I'm not saying that I change the way I am in front of others just to please them (although, honestly, I think everyone does that a little without even realizing). I just think very hard about how I am coming off when I do or say something. Sometimes I don't think til afterwards, and then I realize that I'm embarrassed. Then I start humming to myself. Cuz that's what I do when I am thinking about something embarrassing. (And now you all know why I sing so much...)
Basically, this tendency of mine to worry about what other people think/see in me makes me really paranoid. I worry that people will think I'm annoying when I'm really just overly enthusiastic. Or that they think I'm self-centered when I'm actually just forgetful and scatterbrained. I forget people's birthdays not because I don't care about them. I just suck at remembering dates. And I worry that people think I'm fake.
One time I found out that someone didn't like me because they thought I was always trying to be some other person. First, I just want to say that when I find out someone doesn't like me, it eats my brain until I'm a mindless, miserable zombie. So if you know someone who doesn't like me, please don't tell me. I really don't want to know, though I probably already do. I'm pretty sensitive to those kinds of signals. Secondly, I don't try to be other people. I just find traits that I admire in other people, and try to become a better person by imitating good traits. It's not usually easy and sometimes not successful and it hurt me that someone would dislike me because I was trying to become a better person. Why do people have to pick these little things about you to hate on?
Mosquitoes have 47 teeth.
love lisa
Thursday, September 23, 2010
I am an abandoner
Sigh...it's been....a long time. I'm sorry. I fail. When I was younger, I started and abandoned, like, 5 diaries. Each one started with "Hi! My name is Lisa! I"m going to write in you every day so someone will find this a thousand years from now and I'll be famous!" Then somewhere in the first or second entry would be a disclaimer like this: "I know that my sisters will find this and break into it and read it, so I'm not ever going to use real names. Especially BOYS' names."
A few pages later, the occurrence hinted at above would occur and there would be a drawing kind of looking like this:
A few pages later, the occurrence hinted at above would occur and there would be a drawing kind of looking like this:
Then, if you carefully observed the dates and entries, they would go something like this:
September 3, 1996: "Hi! My name is Lisa! I like boys!"
September 4, 1996: "I really like Brian because he has brown hair"
September 5, 1996: "Brian said today that he likes pickles. I like pickles! We should get married"
September 15, 1996: "So much has happened since I last wrote! I don't like Brian anymore. I like Pete."
November 19, 1996: "I'm so sorry I haven't written in so long! I like Brian again...."
June 5 1997: *See above picture*
January 4, 1998: "I'm so sorry I haven't written in so long! I've really grown up now though. I realize that I never really liked Brian or Pete. It was all a trick my mind was playing. No. I know better now. I realize now that I'm madly in love with John."
Sigh...I always felt like such a bad person. My diaries must have felt so sad. I would always apologize, too, because diaries have feelings too. Really.
Heinz bottles have the number 57 on them to represent how many pickles the company once had.
love lisa
Saturday, September 11, 2010
The Rabbit
there is a field
and in the field is a rabbit
it is a beautiful rabbit, with a soft, glossy coat and ears longer than the average rabbit
it lives in a beautiful field where dandelions grow in abundance and there are many other rabbits
it is blessed
but this rabbit is not happy
this rabbit is looking for the most beautiful dandelion in the field
it hops around, searching among the many other dandelions
and it occasionally finds a dandelion that appears beautiful and promising
the rabbit tastes it
and finds it is bitter
the rabbit sees other rabbits also hopping among the grasses
and joins them, seeing that they are happy in their search
but the rabbit is not happy
its search is fruitless
it wonders why the other rabbits seem so happy
this rabbit doesn't realize
that the other rabbits are not searching
they have already found it
have tasted it
and found it sweet beyond their wildest imaginings
and in the field is a rabbit
it is a beautiful rabbit, with a soft, glossy coat and ears longer than the average rabbit
it lives in a beautiful field where dandelions grow in abundance and there are many other rabbits
it is blessed
but this rabbit is not happy
this rabbit is looking for the most beautiful dandelion in the field
it hops around, searching among the many other dandelions
and it occasionally finds a dandelion that appears beautiful and promising
the rabbit tastes it
and finds it is bitter
the rabbit sees other rabbits also hopping among the grasses
and joins them, seeing that they are happy in their search
but the rabbit is not happy
its search is fruitless
it wonders why the other rabbits seem so happy
this rabbit doesn't realize
that the other rabbits are not searching
they have already found it
have tasted it
and found it sweet beyond their wildest imaginings
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
My Big Sister's Wedding
Wow....my big sister is married. Now she's so....old. ;)
It was a beautiful wedding. I cried so much. First at the tea ceremony when my dad gave a speech and you could hear the emotion in his voice. Then when Cancan walked down the aisle, absolutely radiant in her beaded white gown. Then again when Cancan and Nhan exchanged vows, promising to make each other's days beautiful and full of love. I bawled on my sister's shoulder after the ceremony while she comforted me, as she always has my entire life. Finally again during the Daddy-Daughter dance to the tune of Butterfly Kisses.
I'm surprised I have eyes left.
I was wondering during the wedding why I was crying so much. I really hadn't expected to, because I was happy for Cancan that she was going to be with the love of her life for always. And it's not like I'm losing her. She'll still always be there for me when I need her; I know it. I guess it was just the shock of realizing how far we've come since we were two little girls fighting over what the real words to the Mary Poppin's song was. Heh. She yelled at me then, too. :)
I love Cancan. I wish all the best for her and commend her on making an excellent choice for her husband. I pray for her that she has a long, loving relationship with Nhan and they always see their love above all else no matter what. I hope to maintain the same close relationship with her I always have. And I pray for...many babies. And soon. :) I love babies.
love lisa
It was a beautiful wedding. I cried so much. First at the tea ceremony when my dad gave a speech and you could hear the emotion in his voice. Then when Cancan walked down the aisle, absolutely radiant in her beaded white gown. Then again when Cancan and Nhan exchanged vows, promising to make each other's days beautiful and full of love. I bawled on my sister's shoulder after the ceremony while she comforted me, as she always has my entire life. Finally again during the Daddy-Daughter dance to the tune of Butterfly Kisses.
I'm surprised I have eyes left.
I was wondering during the wedding why I was crying so much. I really hadn't expected to, because I was happy for Cancan that she was going to be with the love of her life for always. And it's not like I'm losing her. She'll still always be there for me when I need her; I know it. I guess it was just the shock of realizing how far we've come since we were two little girls fighting over what the real words to the Mary Poppin's song was. Heh. She yelled at me then, too. :)
I love Cancan. I wish all the best for her and commend her on making an excellent choice for her husband. I pray for her that she has a long, loving relationship with Nhan and they always see their love above all else no matter what. I hope to maintain the same close relationship with her I always have. And I pray for...many babies. And soon. :) I love babies.
love lisa
Thursday, September 2, 2010
I wish I could
I wish I was more talented/had more time to become so. There are so many things that I wish I could do or learn, and I just don't have time. Among these are:
Latin dance
Play guitar, saxophone, and cello
Learn Japanese, French, and Spanish
Make clothing (not just little mending and stuff)
Be even mildly physically active
Anyway, I'm taking Korean right now, which is pretty awesome, so I'm fulfilling one wish.
New goal for the semester: get out of my comfort zone and make more non-Asian friends. I don't know why so many of my friends right now are Asian. I'm really not all that Asian myself, but somehow I have just surrounded myself with Orientals. Nothing against them; I love my Asian friends! But I just feel so one-dimensional right now. Must meet more people! Can't because I have no more time to join another student group! Dagnabbit!
I want to take Salsa lessons.
love lisa
Latin dance
Play guitar, saxophone, and cello
Learn Japanese, French, and Spanish
Make clothing (not just little mending and stuff)
Be even mildly physically active
Anyway, I'm taking Korean right now, which is pretty awesome, so I'm fulfilling one wish.
New goal for the semester: get out of my comfort zone and make more non-Asian friends. I don't know why so many of my friends right now are Asian. I'm really not all that Asian myself, but somehow I have just surrounded myself with Orientals. Nothing against them; I love my Asian friends! But I just feel so one-dimensional right now. Must meet more people! Can't because I have no more time to join another student group! Dagnabbit!
I want to take Salsa lessons.
love lisa
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
First day of claaaasss!! :D
I had my first day of class today! My thoughts?
1. Spent waaayy too much on textbooks because I'm too lazy to research and find cheaper ones online
2. I think I'll love all my classes except Managerial Statistics. Ew.
3. Loooove my Korean teacher. She's adorable.
4. So excited to dance!!! (Contemporary dance that is)
5. Too much reading already! Ahh!! :(
I had a long talk with a friend the other day about the situation with my ex-best friend and my relationship with God. I have a lot to think about, and I'll keep you updated on any epiphanies. :)
I haven't eaten all day, so I'm going to go cook now.
I really love WashU.
love lisa
1. Spent waaayy too much on textbooks because I'm too lazy to research and find cheaper ones online
2. I think I'll love all my classes except Managerial Statistics. Ew.
3. Loooove my Korean teacher. She's adorable.
4. So excited to dance!!! (Contemporary dance that is)
5. Too much reading already! Ahh!! :(
I had a long talk with a friend the other day about the situation with my ex-best friend and my relationship with God. I have a lot to think about, and I'll keep you updated on any epiphanies. :)
I haven't eaten all day, so I'm going to go cook now.
I really love WashU.
love lisa
Saturday, August 28, 2010
My back hurts
I moved into my apartment today! I feel so bad for my dad. He's had to move all my stuff in and out of my dorms for the last couple years. And I have a lot of stuff. A lot a lot. I tried to cut it down this year. Pretty all that meant was I didn't bring the TV, which I suspect might be an artifact from the Stone Age.
You know what I hate? When you are sweaty and you go to shake someone's hand or hug them. Then your skin kind of clings to their skin (especially if they are sweaty, too) and you just know that your shirt is kind of moist in the back, and they can feel it if they hug you. And you just smile politely at each other. But you know you're both thinking the same thing: "gross..."
I know. Disgusting imagery in the previous paragraph. I apologize. I'm exhausted and feel that I should stop talking before I say something embarrassing like how much I like to lick my knees.
Bats always turn left when leaving a cave.
love lisa
p.s. I don't really like to lick my knees. Promise. ^_^
You know what I hate? When you are sweaty and you go to shake someone's hand or hug them. Then your skin kind of clings to their skin (especially if they are sweaty, too) and you just know that your shirt is kind of moist in the back, and they can feel it if they hug you. And you just smile politely at each other. But you know you're both thinking the same thing: "gross..."
I know. Disgusting imagery in the previous paragraph. I apologize. I'm exhausted and feel that I should stop talking before I say something embarrassing like how much I like to lick my knees.
Bats always turn left when leaving a cave.
love lisa
p.s. I don't really like to lick my knees. Promise. ^_^
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Adventure
This was the most exciting event that happened to me today:
Kelly: "Blah blah blah marching band blah blah..."
Lisa: "Blah blah...AH SPIDER!!" (spider falls from the heavens and lands on laptop keyboard, quickly shoving its body under the keys. No hesitation)
Kelly: "AH!!"
Lisa: "I need to get it out! But I don't want to squish it and have dead spider under my keys for forever."
5 minutes later after hair clip, needle, and much poking...
Lisa: "I got it out! AHHHH!!!" (spidey crawls fast)
Kelly: "AHH!!! STOP SCREAMING!!" (grabs Kleenex and smashes spider against the ground)
Lisa: ".......where did it come from?"
Kelly: "I think it came from the vent......I think you have spider guts on your carpet now. I kind of freaked out."
So there you have it. I was laying there, minding my own business, and a spider falls from nowhere, lands on my keyboard, and tries to commandeer my laptop from within. FML
There is a spider called the Demodex folliculorum that lives at the roots of people's eye lashes. They are harmless and normal. To see them, take some eyelashes and dunk them in warm water. The spiders will crawl out.
love lisa
Kelly: "Blah blah blah marching band blah blah..."
Lisa: "Blah blah...AH SPIDER!!" (spider falls from the heavens and lands on laptop keyboard, quickly shoving its body under the keys. No hesitation)
Kelly: "AH!!"
Lisa: "I need to get it out! But I don't want to squish it and have dead spider under my keys for forever."
5 minutes later after hair clip, needle, and much poking...
Lisa: "I got it out! AHHHH!!!" (spidey crawls fast)
Kelly: "AHH!!! STOP SCREAMING!!" (grabs Kleenex and smashes spider against the ground)
Lisa: ".......where did it come from?"
Kelly: "I think it came from the vent......I think you have spider guts on your carpet now. I kind of freaked out."
So there you have it. I was laying there, minding my own business, and a spider falls from nowhere, lands on my keyboard, and tries to commandeer my laptop from within. FML
There is a spider called the Demodex folliculorum that lives at the roots of people's eye lashes. They are harmless and normal. To see them, take some eyelashes and dunk them in warm water. The spiders will crawl out.
love lisa
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Testing faith
My room looks like a tornado picked it up, spun it around a few times, and spat it back out. I'm in the process of packing to go back to school. And by "in the process", I mean it's so messy that I ignore it and blog instead. Sigh...
Anyway, I wanted to write about a recent hit my faith has taken recently. This summer I was pretty much betrayed by my best friend. She was also the person who brought me to Christ, and we had been besties since 6th grade. She's basically ignored me for the last 2 years since we came to college, and when I confronted her about it, she basically cut me out of her life.
Needless to say, it's really hit me hard. Outside my family, I trusted her the most. I had a really tough year last year, and I was already going through some trouble with my faith, and this has only made it worse. I don't really blame God for what she did, because I know that He doesn't control people's actions, but it kind of bothers me that He still loves her just as much as He loves me. What she did hurt me so badly, and even though I know I've sinned many times before, I have never intentionally hurt someone like this before. And if I were to, I'd explain why to that person and have a darn good reason for it. So I just kind of feel like, "Whatever God. You're darn good at loving, but that doesn't help me feel better right now."
I know it's selfish of me, and I should try to understand her actions, but I'm mad and hurt and cynical. She's cruel for doing this to me without even explaining herself, and she's a coward for cutting me out of her life and not allowing me to tell her how I feel. I'm really trying to forgive her, but it's hard. Especially since she probably doesn't feel that she did anything wrong. The only reassurance I'm getting right now is not coming from God. It's from all of my other wonderful friends who care about me. So thanks guys. I appreciate your friendship 100 times more than she appreciated mine.
Anyway, I'm trying to overcome these feelings, and I recognize this as a test of faith. This is the biggest roadblock I've hit so far, and I'd be a pussy if I couldn't get past it. :)
Sorry for the long rant. I had to let it out.
"Count it all joy, my brothers, when you meet trials of various kinds, for you know that the testing of your faith produces steadfastness." -James 1:2-3
love lisa
Anyway, I wanted to write about a recent hit my faith has taken recently. This summer I was pretty much betrayed by my best friend. She was also the person who brought me to Christ, and we had been besties since 6th grade. She's basically ignored me for the last 2 years since we came to college, and when I confronted her about it, she basically cut me out of her life.
Needless to say, it's really hit me hard. Outside my family, I trusted her the most. I had a really tough year last year, and I was already going through some trouble with my faith, and this has only made it worse. I don't really blame God for what she did, because I know that He doesn't control people's actions, but it kind of bothers me that He still loves her just as much as He loves me. What she did hurt me so badly, and even though I know I've sinned many times before, I have never intentionally hurt someone like this before. And if I were to, I'd explain why to that person and have a darn good reason for it. So I just kind of feel like, "Whatever God. You're darn good at loving, but that doesn't help me feel better right now."
I know it's selfish of me, and I should try to understand her actions, but I'm mad and hurt and cynical. She's cruel for doing this to me without even explaining herself, and she's a coward for cutting me out of her life and not allowing me to tell her how I feel. I'm really trying to forgive her, but it's hard. Especially since she probably doesn't feel that she did anything wrong. The only reassurance I'm getting right now is not coming from God. It's from all of my other wonderful friends who care about me. So thanks guys. I appreciate your friendship 100 times more than she appreciated mine.
Anyway, I'm trying to overcome these feelings, and I recognize this as a test of faith. This is the biggest roadblock I've hit so far, and I'd be a pussy if I couldn't get past it. :)
Sorry for the long rant. I had to let it out.
"Count it all joy, my brothers, when you meet trials of various kinds, for you know that the testing of your faith produces steadfastness." -James 1:2-3
love lisa
Monday, August 23, 2010
Marching Band
I don't know if any of you were in marching band, but I'm the biggest band geek that ever was. When I say band geek, I mean like band GEEK. I loved band camp. 100 degree weather, sweat pouring down my back, standing motionless on a grass field just waiting for the command to mark time. Hardcore.
I visited my HS band today. Sad. It's been two years and I still go back to watch every time I come back home. But my little sister is in band now, so I have an excuse to go. I felt like such a creeper talking to her friends and being like, "You don't know me, but I know YOU. *Wink wink*" They were magnificent, all 150 of them. And two of my band children were there, too, so it was nice to see them.
I wish WashU had a marching band. There's just nothing quite as connecting as band. After spending around 14 hours a week with people for 4 years, everyone knows each other better than they'd like to. I still haven't found anything in college that cements so many people together so closely yet. I really miss that comradeship, that competition, that power to control so many people with just a twitch of my hand (I was a drum major). I really miss trying to hit judges with my instrument during a competition in such a way so that it looked like it was the judge's fault, then getting pizza for it. Oh, and the music. How could I forget that? ^_^
What's the football team doing on the marching band's field?
love lisa
I visited my HS band today. Sad. It's been two years and I still go back to watch every time I come back home. But my little sister is in band now, so I have an excuse to go. I felt like such a creeper talking to her friends and being like, "You don't know me, but I know YOU. *Wink wink*" They were magnificent, all 150 of them. And two of my band children were there, too, so it was nice to see them.
I wish WashU had a marching band. There's just nothing quite as connecting as band. After spending around 14 hours a week with people for 4 years, everyone knows each other better than they'd like to. I still haven't found anything in college that cements so many people together so closely yet. I really miss that comradeship, that competition, that power to control so many people with just a twitch of my hand (I was a drum major). I really miss trying to hit judges with my instrument during a competition in such a way so that it looked like it was the judge's fault, then getting pizza for it. Oh, and the music. How could I forget that? ^_^
What's the football team doing on the marching band's field?
love lisa
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Chinese cursing
My little sister, Kelly, and I had an intense conversation with my parents yesterday about cursing in Chinese. Kelly and I came to the conclusion that we are, from now on, going to literally translate Chinese curse phrases into English and use them instead of English. Why, you may ask? I feel bad using English curses, and I feel these are more appropriate for my religion. Kelly because she's weird and likes it. I used the romanized version of Chinese to make reading easier. These are some of our favorites:
Ni bu yao lian------You don't want a face
Bie Sun-------Turtle's grandson
Gou pi bu tong-------Dog fart blockage
Wang Ba Dan-------Turtle Egg
Xiao tu zai zi------Son of a rabbit
In China, turtles symbolize promiscuity.
love lisa
Ni bu yao lian------You don't want a face
Bie Sun-------Turtle's grandson
Gou pi bu tong-------Dog fart blockage
Wang Ba Dan-------Turtle Egg
Xiao tu zai zi------Son of a rabbit
In China, turtles symbolize promiscuity.
love lisa
Saturday, August 21, 2010
I have no life
Hi all of you!! (Since you know I have so many people reading this ^_^)
So I'm not a particularly creative or interesting person, and my life is pretty boring, so I can't guarantee that this blog is at all worth reading. Really, the reason that I'm writing this is because I have no life. See, I follow a lot of my friends blogs, and due to my lack of life-ness, I obsessively check their blogsites several times a day to see if they have posted something new. Due to the fact that they DO have lives, of course they only post every couple days or so, which leaves me without even the pretense that I have something to do. So I'm going to pretend like I have friends and write to myself.
I'm just kidding. I really do have friends. The purpose of this blog, though, is really just to entertain myself. I'll just jot down interesting (or uninteresting) things that I notice about my days. And maybe some of ALL OF YOU (*cricket cricket*) can identify with me.
"Nerd" was first coined by Dr. Seuss in "If I Ran the Zoo"
love lisa
So I'm not a particularly creative or interesting person, and my life is pretty boring, so I can't guarantee that this blog is at all worth reading. Really, the reason that I'm writing this is because I have no life. See, I follow a lot of my friends blogs, and due to my lack of life-ness, I obsessively check their blogsites several times a day to see if they have posted something new. Due to the fact that they DO have lives, of course they only post every couple days or so, which leaves me without even the pretense that I have something to do. So I'm going to pretend like I have friends and write to myself.
I'm just kidding. I really do have friends. The purpose of this blog, though, is really just to entertain myself. I'll just jot down interesting (or uninteresting) things that I notice about my days. And maybe some of ALL OF YOU (*cricket cricket*) can identify with me.
"Nerd" was first coined by Dr. Seuss in "If I Ran the Zoo"
love lisa
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