the happy wanderer

this gloomy, cold, fall-like weather in the middle of summer is perfect for watching a movie like Garden State.

and then sitting in front of the window, legs propped up on desk, listening to New Slang by The Shins or some quirky song by Rilo Kiley, sipping on Chai Latte and …perhaps.. looking through some old-school comics. hehehe

His performances are so hotamazingggg. The intro-talk? ehhh.. hahhaha, pero, I liked the last part: Never underestimate the power of “I’d like that”. hmmm :B

one of his many songs i likey.

I hate work. (currently at work. )  I told my boss i’m quitting after this summer. Freedom at last~ No more walking up and down the hill to freaking sketchy chemical-wreaking safety hazardous labs to deal with weirdo disturbed chemistry and physics graduate students/researchers!! But, that means I need to go through all those workstudy jobs, again, and email resumes and cover letters again (which is completely unnecessary for workstudy…..) All for some pocket change kids. Except this time, I shall look for that ideal, sit-at-an-administrative-assistant’s-desk-and-staple-papers, basically do-nothing position. That’s what all workstudy jobs should consist of in the first place. I fell into this trap the first time, not the second time.

So, I used the  treadmill for the FIRST time last night at RSF, and it felt great. I never run, (haven’t since 9th grade gym class), because of this excuse that I always give people, about how my shins bruise up really easily even if it’s a light jog. (And the fact that I have like no endurance in terms of cardio workout..)  But today, there were no bruises on my shins. I’ve actually been drinking milk these days you seeee~ Or maybe it’s cause I actually warmed up before hand. Anyhow, i’m excited to head back to the gym tonight to run. And before that i must finish this Fumehood Inspection report, then go get dinner, then do a bunch of reading/note-taking, and then, i can get some ejercicio. gahhhhhhh

Gracias para leyendo… oyyy! Tengo mucho hambre y estoy muy cansada. …… … and taht’s about as far as my Spanish skills can reach. thus spanish 1 this fall.

ok, goodbye.

I don’t have the time to maintain these regrets, when I think about, the way…

He loves us, whoa! How he loves us.

Without the love of God, we’re just up here making noise, but the love of God changes this and we’re never the same after we encounter the love of God. We’re never the same. You would know if you’ve encountered the love of God, because you wouldn’t be the same.

i, btw, have a tinnyy crush on Chris Quilala. gah. so cute. lol

gah.. ‘you do your thing, and i’ll do mine’.

there are the thinkers, the non-thinkers.. the skeptics.. the credulous… the– the–…

So annoying how ppl package others into ignorant, narrow categories.. just because those others ‘do their own thing’, and these ppl can’t relate/understand.

I’m talking about Christians labeling other Christians and not being able to get over the fact that all of this is ultimately futile.. (a bit off of this past Sunday’s sermon…) ugh.. so self-righteous you are. we are. (and don’t assume that i’m writing this out of being a victim of this … This is simply due to observations from.. over a longg period of time. and random things that triggered these on-going thoughts into words tonight.)

.. and walk in love.

Praise the Lord.

Praise the Lord.

again, it says to, Praise the LORD.

(I’m so sad that I do not yet know how to flip pictures upright– but I had to post this one. This isn’t from the Sepia effect; it’s all natural Sun babyyy & you can see the rain.)

Nope, nothing particularly extraordinary happened today. But, I had 3 good meals today. (actually the third was a waste of $8. NEVER eat at the chinese fast food restaurant INSIDE of asian ghetto again. MSG layers still line my mouth.) I had a closet full of clothes to choose from. Weather was wonderful; sun shining, no earth quakes, no storms, even a summer rain to romanticize the evening. Family’s safe. No one’s being prosecuted for anything; no bombs bursting in air on this side of the world. No one’s ill. Mom’s exhausted from having to work 7 days this week; but that’s the most of her worries for today. At least she has a business to ‘worry’ about in these tough economic times. The most I have to worry about is trying to focus on studying for an exam; eating healthier; trying to prepare for med school; not completely wasting my Mom’s hard earned out of state fee.

So blessed, I am.

My God is a God who provides…I will bring praise, I will bring praise. No weapon formed against me shall remain. I will rejoice, I will declare: God is my Victory and He is Here.

If only it was every moment that I realized how blessed I am.. how overflowing God’s grace is, and not once in a .. while. Then all the so-called worries would actually be Nothing’s, and all the seemingly ‘trivial’ things would actually mean Everything to me, as they are gifts.

This doesn’t mean that all the things that I worry about aren’t worth worrying over. Certainly, getting into medical school is something worth stressing over. And yet, if God truly wants to use me in this field, then by all means, I will become a doctor– for His glory. And although it’s hard to truly say whether my goals and motives correspond with His plans, I do pray that they are not completely my selfish desires; that the things that I went through during my teen years as well as the type of people God has placed in my life that have influenced this in me are all .. a part of the plan. And because.. only God, my dad, and I know what I said that day.

mom & pops <3

… and just because i like random pictures. (sometimes ordinary > scenic or glamorous shots)

yes…  still some fixing up to do. lol.

but that’s for lataz, when we have the time & monay to decorate

Right now is not the time.. it’s not up to me. It’s all in His time. Time? so precious. So restricting. When you want to savor the moment, it zooms by. When you wish you could just get through this pain-stricken moment, it stands still.

But all in all, it’s steadfast, unchanging and what happens in the intervals designated by the shifting shadows is controlled by God. God who loves me so. He’s already arranged the happenings, and one by one I endure through– enjoy through.. these chapters.

There are moments that others have never experienced, that God has blessed me with. Hard or easy, I’m so thankful, because I’ve learned. and I was loved. There are yet moments that others have experienced and I haven’t… Perhaps I’m never meant to? Perhaps my path just requires these things to come later. Either way, I wait. anticipate? I shan’t be weawry, shan’t worry, shan’t complain, because it’s all from His love for me.

How great and magnificent is He. My love for Him falters, strays, withers, and yet His for me stands strong, holds its warm presence around me. God I’m sorry. God, I thank You. God, I’m constantly sorry and furthermore, at fault, for realizing my mishaps and faults and still, letting them take control.

And yet… Your Love never fails. It’s all in Your time…

Lord, give me the right mindset to wait, patiently.

[this was not a planned entry.. it was just what popped up in my head... wrote it freely without much organization some time ago. ]