Friday, October 30, 2009
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Five Good Things
1. Vanilla, Cinnamon, Nutmeg French Toast
2. Comedic Plays
(Somewhat regretting the fact, that I'll be seeing two tragedies next weekend.)
3. Laughing out loud, a LOT
4. Road Trips
5. Skipping down a main street at night.
(Yes, I actually did this. Quirky, I know.)
2. Comedic Plays
(Somewhat regretting the fact, that I'll be seeing two tragedies next weekend.)
3. Laughing out loud, a LOT
4. Road Trips
5. Skipping down a main street at night.
(Yes, I actually did this. Quirky, I know.)
Saturday, October 24, 2009
White Noise Part 3: Loneliness
"Few things have the power to make us feel as sorry for ourselves as loneliness. We feel marooned, cheated. Everyone else in the world seems to have somewhere to go, someone to be with, something to enjoy. We alone have been excluded. We simply want to wallow."
~ Elisabeth Elliot
Passion and Purity
Did she read my mind and my heart? Because those are my sentiments exactly.
Sometimes I cry like Rachel, "Give me a [husband] or I shall die." Because the ache of loneliness seems unbearable.
It would be hell on earth to have no one and no family to belong to when all my friends are married off and starting their own families. I tell the Lord that I don't think I can stand it, and so He MUST give me someone. And thus what is a good institution, marriage, and a godly desire for it has become corrupted. In my mind the "saviour" to my hell on earth, is marriage and a husband. Since I have elevated my desire for marriage to a status above the Lord, because the Lord MUST serve that desire, I have turned it into an idol. Who I truly worship isn't the Lord.
But, logistics aside, who am I to demand of the Lord,
WHAT I want, (Marriage!!!)
WHO I want, (Oh, God, PLEASE let it be HIM, PLEASE. PLEASE. PLEASE. Yeah, I've been there. Multiple times.)
and WHEN I want it. (NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW.)
Toddler in a toy store, anyone?
A few weeks ago I was shooting a wedding for a co-worker. As we were walking back to our cars after the shoot with the bridal party, I was hit with that pang of loneliness during a moment of quiet reflection. Everyone was paired off. Everyone had someone, belonged to someone. I was the only one that was alone. The odd one out. Funny how some of the loneliest moments are when you're around others. That shoot was bittersweet.
"Lord," I cried in my heart, "I'm lonely...I don't know if I have the strength to walk through life alone."
And His still, small voice replied, "I will walk with you."
He offered Himself.
There was no promise of a husband in the future.
There was no promise of no more pain.
Just the promise of His Presence,
yet I was comforted.
Because ultimately Jesus satisfies and loves fully and completely. He is better than any man.
Which man could and would go through the agony of the cross for me?
Whom have I in heaven but you?
And there is nothing on earth that I
desire besides you.
My flesh and my heart may fail,
but God is the strength of my heart
and my portion forever.
Psalm 73: 25-26
It daunts me to imagine being single for the rest of my life, but I'm learning to take it one day at a time. As a wise woman once shared with me, "today I am called to be single." Never mind the next 5, 10, 15, 20 years. Today I am called to be single, and He will give me my strength for today.
I'm slowly learning (again) to pray as Elisabeth Elliot once did,
"For my loneliness, Lord- Your strength.
For my temptation to self-pity, Lord- Your strength.
For my...longings for [marriage], Lord- Your strength."
~ Elisabeth Elliot
Passion and Purity
Did she read my mind and my heart? Because those are my sentiments exactly.
Sometimes I cry like Rachel, "Give me a [husband] or I shall die." Because the ache of loneliness seems unbearable.
It would be hell on earth to have no one and no family to belong to when all my friends are married off and starting their own families. I tell the Lord that I don't think I can stand it, and so He MUST give me someone. And thus what is a good institution, marriage, and a godly desire for it has become corrupted. In my mind the "saviour" to my hell on earth, is marriage and a husband. Since I have elevated my desire for marriage to a status above the Lord, because the Lord MUST serve that desire, I have turned it into an idol. Who I truly worship isn't the Lord.
But, logistics aside, who am I to demand of the Lord,
WHAT I want, (Marriage!!!)
WHO I want, (Oh, God, PLEASE let it be HIM, PLEASE. PLEASE. PLEASE. Yeah, I've been there. Multiple times.)
and WHEN I want it. (NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW.)
Toddler in a toy store, anyone?
A few weeks ago I was shooting a wedding for a co-worker. As we were walking back to our cars after the shoot with the bridal party, I was hit with that pang of loneliness during a moment of quiet reflection. Everyone was paired off. Everyone had someone, belonged to someone. I was the only one that was alone. The odd one out. Funny how some of the loneliest moments are when you're around others. That shoot was bittersweet.
"Lord," I cried in my heart, "I'm lonely...I don't know if I have the strength to walk through life alone."
And His still, small voice replied, "I will walk with you."
He offered Himself.
There was no promise of a husband in the future.
There was no promise of no more pain.
Just the promise of His Presence,
yet I was comforted.
Because ultimately Jesus satisfies and loves fully and completely. He is better than any man.
Which man could and would go through the agony of the cross for me?
Whom have I in heaven but you?
And there is nothing on earth that I
desire besides you.
My flesh and my heart may fail,
but God is the strength of my heart
and my portion forever.
Psalm 73: 25-26
It daunts me to imagine being single for the rest of my life, but I'm learning to take it one day at a time. As a wise woman once shared with me, "today I am called to be single." Never mind the next 5, 10, 15, 20 years. Today I am called to be single, and He will give me my strength for today.
I'm slowly learning (again) to pray as Elisabeth Elliot once did,
"For my loneliness, Lord- Your strength.
For my temptation to self-pity, Lord- Your strength.
For my...longings for [marriage], Lord- Your strength."
The Girl Effect
Click HERE first, and watch before reading the rest.
Got it?
Watched it?
What do you think?
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Fascinating, eh?
While it's true that women are even more marginalized and as a group in general more "underdeveloped" than men, the girl effect is still focusing on treating the symptoms not the root cause, the cause mainly being the broken nature of a human's heart. At the same time, it breezes through many social barriers that will be in the way of the "girl effect". In most places where women are neglected and undervalued, the society's beliefs, value of and treatment of women has been deeply entrenched that it won't easily be overcome by human effort. Again, treating symptoms and not cause. It also ignores the complex world of development. The marginalization of women isn't an isolated issue in an isolated context. There's many socioeconomic, political, religious issues that entangle it in a web. It's a good draw to get people interested in social justice, but there's danger in creating apathy and cynicism when it fails to deliver what it promises, namely an easy solution to the world's problems.
Treat the symptoms and the CAUSE.
If I was sick, no doctor will just give me the medicine to stop the running nose, cough, without giving me something that will also stop the infection.
Got it?
Watched it?
What do you think?
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
Fascinating, eh?
While it's true that women are even more marginalized and as a group in general more "underdeveloped" than men, the girl effect is still focusing on treating the symptoms not the root cause, the cause mainly being the broken nature of a human's heart. At the same time, it breezes through many social barriers that will be in the way of the "girl effect". In most places where women are neglected and undervalued, the society's beliefs, value of and treatment of women has been deeply entrenched that it won't easily be overcome by human effort. Again, treating symptoms and not cause. It also ignores the complex world of development. The marginalization of women isn't an isolated issue in an isolated context. There's many socioeconomic, political, religious issues that entangle it in a web. It's a good draw to get people interested in social justice, but there's danger in creating apathy and cynicism when it fails to deliver what it promises, namely an easy solution to the world's problems.
Treat the symptoms and the CAUSE.
If I was sick, no doctor will just give me the medicine to stop the running nose, cough, without giving me something that will also stop the infection.
Friday, October 23, 2009
White Noise Part 2: Who Do I Look To For My Affirmation as a Woman?
I'm going to be honest, on my default setting, it's not Jesus.
It's easy to see from my insecurities (see Part 1) and the circumstances from which they arise that I expect to be validated by a man not Christ through his love.
The thought process goes something like this:
If a guy thinks I'm awesome, this being reflected by him "choosing" me out of all the women out there, and loving me then I really must be awesome. If no one's asking me out then it follows that something's wrong with me even though the Lord accepts me as is.
(Appropriate) affirmation in the from of love a man while not inherently bad has become an idol in my heart because it trumps affirmation and love from the Lord.
Does the gospel apply to this?
How does the gospel apply to this area of my life?
It has taken awhile for head knowledge of the gospel to trickle down to my heart. It has been hard for me to allow myself to open up my heart to the Lord because of my family background. There's a part of me that thinks that His unconditional love and acceptance is that of a distant, aloof Father, but His love is more than that. He pursues. He woos. He loves like no other.
He chose me.
Out of a country of a billion people, few who have the opportunity to hear the gospel, He brought me to the West so that I could hear it, and respond to it.
Blessed be the Father and God of our Lord Jesus Christ who has blessed us in Christ with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly places, even as He chose us in him before the foundation of the world that we should be holy and blameless before Him. In love He predestined us for adoption through Jesus Christ, according to the purpose of His glorious grace, with which he has blessed us in the Beloved.
Ephesians 1:3-4
When I ran from Him even after I responded, He wooed.
And the Lord said to me, "Go again, love a woman who is loved by another man and is an adulteress, even as the Lord loves the children of Israel, though they turn to other gods and love cakes of raisins."
Hosea 3:1
How many times have I turned to other gods and loved other things? Countless. Yet He persists in loving me.
For I am made through Him and for Him.
Here is Love.
It's easy to see from my insecurities (see Part 1) and the circumstances from which they arise that I expect to be validated by a man not Christ through his love.
The thought process goes something like this:
If a guy thinks I'm awesome, this being reflected by him "choosing" me out of all the women out there, and loving me then I really must be awesome. If no one's asking me out then it follows that something's wrong with me even though the Lord accepts me as is.
(Appropriate) affirmation in the from of love a man while not inherently bad has become an idol in my heart because it trumps affirmation and love from the Lord.
Does the gospel apply to this?
How does the gospel apply to this area of my life?
It has taken awhile for head knowledge of the gospel to trickle down to my heart. It has been hard for me to allow myself to open up my heart to the Lord because of my family background. There's a part of me that thinks that His unconditional love and acceptance is that of a distant, aloof Father, but His love is more than that. He pursues. He woos. He loves like no other.
He chose me.
Out of a country of a billion people, few who have the opportunity to hear the gospel, He brought me to the West so that I could hear it, and respond to it.
Blessed be the Father and God of our Lord Jesus Christ who has blessed us in Christ with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly places, even as He chose us in him before the foundation of the world that we should be holy and blameless before Him. In love He predestined us for adoption through Jesus Christ, according to the purpose of His glorious grace, with which he has blessed us in the Beloved.
Ephesians 1:3-4
When I ran from Him even after I responded, He wooed.
And the Lord said to me, "Go again, love a woman who is loved by another man and is an adulteress, even as the Lord loves the children of Israel, though they turn to other gods and love cakes of raisins."
Hosea 3:1
How many times have I turned to other gods and loved other things? Countless. Yet He persists in loving me.
For I am made through Him and for Him.
Here is Love.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
White Noise Part 1
Ladies, I write this for you.
"It's been said that the core need of a woman is to be wanted and pursued...Regardless if it is by design or default, the result is that women in almost every culture and age have a great felt need for emotional connection and intimacy in relationships, and apart from the ramification of sin in the world and their lives, most are motivated to find that connection with a man. That need is the white noise of a woman's life. It's always there. This is especially true for women ages 18 to 24."
~ Betty Churchill
Postcards From Corinth
This year turned up the white noise in my life. Now don't get me wrong. The white noise has always been there, and I've enjoyed my singleness with it in the background, but this year the volume just jumped.
My singleness, which at one point in time brought security and comfort to my mum, became a major source of stress and worry for her this year, stress and worry, which in turn trickled down to me, upping the volume. The slew of weddings, engagements, new relationships all around me added even more to the noise. I was happy for my dear friends, most definitely, but turning 24 after 9 dateless years with no date on the horizon gave strength to that little voice that asked..."What is wrong with me?" that no one's interested?
...
And other malicious voices quickly rushed in to answer with lies:
"You're too strong."
"You're not feminine enough."
"You're too loud."
"You're not soft enough."
"You're too assertive."
"You're not demure enough."
"You're too funky."
"You're not gentle enough."
"You wear too much crazy make-up."
And so on, and so forth.
Really? Is there actually something wrong with me?
(Intellectually I don't believe so, but the heart still has misgivings.)
It makes me wonder is God still in control?
Do I honestly, truly believe that the Lord is sovereign?
How does the gospel apply to this area of my life?
And this, this ladies, is where the rubber meets the road.
Elisabeth Elliot missionary to the Auca Indians in South America once wrote in her book, Passion and Purity, that "the love life of a Christian is a crucial battleground. There, if no where else, it will be determined as to who is God: the world, the self, and the Devil, or the Lord Christ."
As I've struggled with the white noise over the last few years, I realized there were and are a few key heart issues.
Who do I look to for my affirmation as a woman?
What do I expect to really satisfy me or rather what am I really worshipping?
Do I really believe that God is good, and not only that, but good to me?
I'm slowly learning to apply the gospel to them.
To be continued...
"It's been said that the core need of a woman is to be wanted and pursued...Regardless if it is by design or default, the result is that women in almost every culture and age have a great felt need for emotional connection and intimacy in relationships, and apart from the ramification of sin in the world and their lives, most are motivated to find that connection with a man. That need is the white noise of a woman's life. It's always there. This is especially true for women ages 18 to 24."
~ Betty Churchill
Postcards From Corinth
This year turned up the white noise in my life. Now don't get me wrong. The white noise has always been there, and I've enjoyed my singleness with it in the background, but this year the volume just jumped.
My singleness, which at one point in time brought security and comfort to my mum, became a major source of stress and worry for her this year, stress and worry, which in turn trickled down to me, upping the volume. The slew of weddings, engagements, new relationships all around me added even more to the noise. I was happy for my dear friends, most definitely, but turning 24 after 9 dateless years with no date on the horizon gave strength to that little voice that asked..."What is wrong with me?" that no one's interested?
...
And other malicious voices quickly rushed in to answer with lies:
"You're too strong."
"You're not feminine enough."
"You're too loud."
"You're not soft enough."
"You're too assertive."
"You're not demure enough."
"You're too funky."
"You're not gentle enough."
"You wear too much crazy make-up."
And so on, and so forth.
Really? Is there actually something wrong with me?
(Intellectually I don't believe so, but the heart still has misgivings.)
It makes me wonder is God still in control?
Do I honestly, truly believe that the Lord is sovereign?
How does the gospel apply to this area of my life?
And this, this ladies, is where the rubber meets the road.
Elisabeth Elliot missionary to the Auca Indians in South America once wrote in her book, Passion and Purity, that "the love life of a Christian is a crucial battleground. There, if no where else, it will be determined as to who is God: the world, the self, and the Devil, or the Lord Christ."
As I've struggled with the white noise over the last few years, I realized there were and are a few key heart issues.
Who do I look to for my affirmation as a woman?
What do I expect to really satisfy me or rather what am I really worshipping?
Do I really believe that God is good, and not only that, but good to me?
I'm slowly learning to apply the gospel to them.
To be continued...
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
STEAL
Four plays worth $396.79 for $49.
WHAT. A. STEAL.
A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum,
The Importance of Being Earnest,
Macbeth,
and
West Side Story,
Beautiful, sweet, romantic Stratford,
HERE I COOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMME.
I love dates with the Lord and James Dean the SLR.
WHAT. A. STEAL.
A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum,
The Importance of Being Earnest,
Macbeth,
and
West Side Story,
Beautiful, sweet, romantic Stratford,
HERE I COOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMME.
I love dates with the Lord and James Dean the SLR.
It's a Record
In the past month and a half I've managed to accrue a grand total of EIGHT tickets. :(
The stereotype of a female Asian driver lives on!
The stereotype of a female Asian driver lives on!
Over the Speed Limit
Yet again, I've pushed myself beyond my limits. My body drags for want of sleep and alone time. I don't think I've chilled by myself for 8 hours since August. Will I never learn?
I think I'm going to self-enforce a curfew now a.k.a. discipline.
9pm Weeknights.
12am One Weekend Night.
I think I'm going to self-enforce a curfew now a.k.a. discipline.
9pm Weeknights.
12am One Weekend Night.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Five Good Things (That I'm Looking Forward To)
I NEVER look forward to winter, but for some reason this year I am.
1. Peppermint Mocha @ Starbucks
2. A day of Saturday shooting in the cold, and then ducking into one of my quaint coffee shops for a steaming mug of delicious hot chocolate and a relaxing quiet time with the Lord.
3. Shoot in a blizzard when the entire city grinds to a complete halt because of the snow.
4. Ice Skating. I am determined to learn this year.
5. The holiday cheer.
1. Peppermint Mocha @ Starbucks
2. A day of Saturday shooting in the cold, and then ducking into one of my quaint coffee shops for a steaming mug of delicious hot chocolate and a relaxing quiet time with the Lord.
3. Shoot in a blizzard when the entire city grinds to a complete halt because of the snow.
4. Ice Skating. I am determined to learn this year.
5. The holiday cheer.
Monday, October 19, 2009
There Are Days...
And shall I pray thee change thy will, Father,
Until it be according to mine?
But no, Lord, no, that shall never be, rather,
I pray thee blend my human will with thine.
I pray thee hush the hurrying, eager longing,
I pray thee soothe the pangs of keen desire,
See in my quiet places wishes thronging,
Forbid them, Lord, purge, though it be with fire.
And work in me to will and do thy pleasure,
Let all within me, peaceful, reconciled,
Tarry content my Wellbeloved's leisure,
At last, at last, even as a weaned child.
~Amy Carmichael
As quoted by Elisabeth Elliot in her book, These Strange Ashes
Until it be according to mine?
But no, Lord, no, that shall never be, rather,
I pray thee blend my human will with thine.
I pray thee hush the hurrying, eager longing,
I pray thee soothe the pangs of keen desire,
See in my quiet places wishes thronging,
Forbid them, Lord, purge, though it be with fire.
And work in me to will and do thy pleasure,
Let all within me, peaceful, reconciled,
Tarry content my Wellbeloved's leisure,
At last, at last, even as a weaned child.
~Amy Carmichael
As quoted by Elisabeth Elliot in her book, These Strange Ashes
The Weight That Hinders
Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us. (NIV)
Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us also lay aside every weight, and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us...(ESV)
Hebrews 12:1
These days when I run, I carry only two things;
1) my iPod
2) my spare set of keys because it's just two keys not a whole whack load of jangling keychains.
I use to carry my water bottle with me as well, but even my 500ml was too much of a weight. Sometimes even carrying the iPod is irksome as I jog. I've stripped myself down to the bare minimum; laying aside every weight that hinders... because it just made sense.
Which made me wonder during the Toronto Zoo run if I've done that spiritually.
Someone once wrote that not everything that hinders is a sin.
What in my life is an unnecessary weight that is hindering me?
Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us also lay aside every weight, and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us...(ESV)
Hebrews 12:1
These days when I run, I carry only two things;
1) my iPod
2) my spare set of keys because it's just two keys not a whole whack load of jangling keychains.
I use to carry my water bottle with me as well, but even my 500ml was too much of a weight. Sometimes even carrying the iPod is irksome as I jog. I've stripped myself down to the bare minimum; laying aside every weight that hinders... because it just made sense.
Which made me wonder during the Toronto Zoo run if I've done that spiritually.
Someone once wrote that not everything that hinders is a sin.
What in my life is an unnecessary weight that is hindering me?
Sunday, October 18, 2009
The PDF of Running
Running was never on any of my to do lists, and it was never going to be on any lists because running was painful, (it still is!), and it required; Perseverance, Discipline, and Focus. I would've never believed you in a million years if you had told me a month ago that I would be going out of my way to work running into my busy schedule so that I could run on average 15km+ a week. I never thought that I would be even able to run 5k much less do it on a regular basis. This again just goes to prove the point "never say never."
Yet now I enjoy running for the exact same reasons that I detested it in the first place, Perseverance, Discipline, and Focus. It requires these three qualities, and at the same time it hones them. Running teaches me to mentally persevere when the going gets tough and when every step of the way I want to quit and walk. It makes me get up early in the morning so I can actually get a run in, and that forces me to be disciplined with the rest of my schedule. But best of all it makes me focus on the Lord.
For some reason when I run, it puts my life into perspective in the big scheme of things. Christ becomes first, and all the little idols of my life melt away. At the same time I can't run long unless I am focused on either breathing properly or on God. It's fascinating. I can't daze off. Can't daydream. I have to focus.
It still baffles me. I'm still trying to figure out what flipped the switch, but I'm loving it.
The Apostle Paul knew what he was talking about when he used running analogies in the New Testament.
Hebrews 12:1 kept me going at the tail end of my first race yesterday.
Yet now I enjoy running for the exact same reasons that I detested it in the first place, Perseverance, Discipline, and Focus. It requires these three qualities, and at the same time it hones them. Running teaches me to mentally persevere when the going gets tough and when every step of the way I want to quit and walk. It makes me get up early in the morning so I can actually get a run in, and that forces me to be disciplined with the rest of my schedule. But best of all it makes me focus on the Lord.
For some reason when I run, it puts my life into perspective in the big scheme of things. Christ becomes first, and all the little idols of my life melt away. At the same time I can't run long unless I am focused on either breathing properly or on God. It's fascinating. I can't daze off. Can't daydream. I have to focus.
It still baffles me. I'm still trying to figure out what flipped the switch, but I'm loving it.
The Apostle Paul knew what he was talking about when he used running analogies in the New Testament.
Hebrews 12:1 kept me going at the tail end of my first race yesterday.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
On Second Thought
I would feel really bad if the prank wasn't so much a prank as much as it was a "here's a nice thing to do." EEK.
Five Good Things
1. My small group. Love, love, LOVE them.
2. Runner's high.
3. Being the official favorite staff member of someone I don't disciple. :P
4. Free henna. SO preeetttttttty.
5. Reviving plants instead of killing them.
2. Runner's high.
3. Being the official favorite staff member of someone I don't disciple. :P
4. Free henna. SO preeetttttttty.
5. Reviving plants instead of killing them.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Birthday Prank
This is what I found in my purse the day after my birthday.
In case you can't read it, it says:
"Happy birthday! Love your secret admirer. xoxo"
Siiiiigh. It's not even just "like", it's "love". Not only that, I also got two hugs (x's) and two kisses (o's). And, AND, JUST look at the box that it came it. It must have cost...at the very least, $5 in total. It wasn't dollar store for sure! No, because I'm too good for dollar store gifts.
Be still, my heart. I'm floored. Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh. AGAIN. [sic] :P
You might wonder if the the thought that this isn't a prank ever crossed my mind...
According to my expert friend K.V. since it wasn't a dead animal left on my doorstep, it definitely doesn't fall into the admirer category, which leaves us with just plain prank.
So this is what I get after I entrust my personal belongings to friends because I didn't want to lug around heavy bags downtown whilst celebrating my birthday... :P
I'm not so much curious about whodunnit, but ...WHERE they actually bought the lipstick holder. And yes, it's a lipstick holder. I wasn't quite sure what it was until I saw the little tag on the box. It said:
ITEM# 0029BG
6"H CREAM VELVET LIPSTICK HOLDER
(c) 2005 POPULAR CREATIONS
A Division of Popular Imports
S. Plainfield, NJ 07080
Made in China
It's like from the days of Pride and Prejudice. I can't believe that THEY STILL SELL THESE THINGS?!
In case you can't read it, it says:
"Happy birthday! Love your secret admirer. xoxo"
Siiiiigh. It's not even just "like", it's "love". Not only that, I also got two hugs (x's) and two kisses (o's). And, AND, JUST look at the box that it came it. It must have cost...at the very least, $5 in total. It wasn't dollar store for sure! No, because I'm too good for dollar store gifts.
Be still, my heart. I'm floored. Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh. AGAIN. [sic] :P
You might wonder if the the thought that this isn't a prank ever crossed my mind...
According to my expert friend K.V. since it wasn't a dead animal left on my doorstep, it definitely doesn't fall into the admirer category, which leaves us with just plain prank.
So this is what I get after I entrust my personal belongings to friends because I didn't want to lug around heavy bags downtown whilst celebrating my birthday... :P
I'm not so much curious about whodunnit, but ...WHERE they actually bought the lipstick holder. And yes, it's a lipstick holder. I wasn't quite sure what it was until I saw the little tag on the box. It said:
ITEM# 0029BG
6"H CREAM VELVET LIPSTICK HOLDER
(c) 2005 POPULAR CREATIONS
A Division of Popular Imports
S. Plainfield, NJ 07080
Made in China
It's like from the days of Pride and Prejudice. I can't believe that THEY STILL SELL THESE THINGS?!
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Quotes
From the funny to the wise.
"You guys boil beans and then call it a dessert."
~A.S. referring to the Chinese people's red bean soup.
In its defense, it's GREAT. I make it ALL the time.
"Attraction is a funny thing."
~J.C. on how it's quite difficult that two people would be attracted to each other at the same time, at the RIGHT time.
I wholeheartedly agree.
"Don't enjoy something that's not yours."
~E.L. on guarding your heart.
Touche.
"You guys boil beans and then call it a dessert."
~A.S. referring to the Chinese people's red bean soup.
In its defense, it's GREAT. I make it ALL the time.
"Attraction is a funny thing."
~J.C. on how it's quite difficult that two people would be attracted to each other at the same time, at the RIGHT time.
I wholeheartedly agree.
"Don't enjoy something that's not yours."
~E.L. on guarding your heart.
Touche.
Monday, October 12, 2009
Perspective
There's something about being away that gives you new perspective on life.
Now to keep that perspective when I return to Toronto.
Now to keep that perspective when I return to Toronto.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Between Friends
L.L.: Why don't you watch the office?
Me: Because it frustrates me?
L.L.: Evangelism is frustrating sometimes, but you still do it.
Me: Evangelism is Biblical. The office isn't.
L.L.: How do you know? There was a Bible quote in it the other day.
Me: It's a Biblical mandate to evangelize. It's not a Biblical mandate to watch the office.
L.L.: Maybe it's in there.
Me: Well you find it and let me know.
A few minutes later...
Me: I'm going to blog our conversation.
L.L.: You should just watch another one.
Me: No, I refuse.
L.L.: You're just being stubborn.
I concur.
And will continue to be stubborn.
Smile.
Me: Because it frustrates me?
L.L.: Evangelism is frustrating sometimes, but you still do it.
Me: Evangelism is Biblical. The office isn't.
L.L.: How do you know? There was a Bible quote in it the other day.
Me: It's a Biblical mandate to evangelize. It's not a Biblical mandate to watch the office.
L.L.: Maybe it's in there.
Me: Well you find it and let me know.
A few minutes later...
Me: I'm going to blog our conversation.
L.L.: You should just watch another one.
Me: No, I refuse.
L.L.: You're just being stubborn.
I concur.
And will continue to be stubborn.
Smile.
Random Thoughts That Were Floating in My Head From My First Wedding Shoot
FYI: We got up at 5am and pulled a 17 hour day without any coffee. Keep this in mind.
* Do NOT forget the camera. Whatever you do, do NOT forget the camera.
* To Lydia: I'm just waking up...the pictures are getting better.
(This is 3 hours later.)
* I'm so hungry.
* Foooooooooooooooooooooooooooood.
* Note to self: if you are ever getting married, don't do an early morning wedding.
* Wow, there must be hundreds if not thousands of dollars worth of makeup in that little suitcase.
(That the make-up artist brought along.)
* I decapitated the groom!!!
(I broke the head off the groom cake statue by accident.....they glued it back on. Apparently it had broke before.)
* I can't wait to go to Starbucks for a coffee and a breakfast sandwhich.
* Note to self: lanterns are pretty.
* This is rather bittersweet.
(At the bride's entrance.)
* Thank God I can't understand French that well, I'd be so distracted from shooting.
* I hope I'm not blocking anyone's view.
* Errr....I hope I'm not flashing anyone. I forgot these jeans were low rise.
(I had to squat a lot.)
* Should've worn flats that didn't match the outfit. It's kind awkward walking around in these heels.
* I hate this lighting, I hate this lighting, I hate this lighting, I hate this lighting...
(I hate fluorescent lighting.)
* One word: ELOPE.
(I don't really want to elope, but during the middle of the day, I did.)
* Sleeeeeeeep.
* Mhmmm...McDonald's. I'd get a Big Mac meal and a Filet O'Fish meal. And fries. Mhmm...fries.
* Note to self: You'd have to do pictures before the ceremony for an afternoon wedding. Have a morning wedding, but plan in nap time.
* When can I get seconds?
(After finishing my meal at the lunch reception.)
* I'm impressed. My reading skills in french aren't that bad considering the little attention I paid in class in high school.
* Fall weddings are soooo pretty. Too bad, I'll never have one.
(Staff blackout dates.)
* If I had good lighting all the time, my life would be perfect.
* I can't wait to go to bed.
* I've still a loooooooot to learn.
(Pondering my pwnage by fluorescent lighting.)
* Should've been born Quebecois. They're loud, rowdy, and fun. I'd fit right in. Instead of being shamed for it.
* Sleep. I want to sleep. SLEEP!
* Do NOT forget the camera. Whatever you do, do NOT forget the camera.
* To Lydia: I'm just waking up...the pictures are getting better.
(This is 3 hours later.)
* I'm so hungry.
* Foooooooooooooooooooooooooooood.
* Note to self: if you are ever getting married, don't do an early morning wedding.
* Wow, there must be hundreds if not thousands of dollars worth of makeup in that little suitcase.
(That the make-up artist brought along.)
* I decapitated the groom!!!
(I broke the head off the groom cake statue by accident.....they glued it back on. Apparently it had broke before.)
* I can't wait to go to Starbucks for a coffee and a breakfast sandwhich.
* Note to self: lanterns are pretty.
* This is rather bittersweet.
(At the bride's entrance.)
* Thank God I can't understand French that well, I'd be so distracted from shooting.
* I hope I'm not blocking anyone's view.
* Errr....I hope I'm not flashing anyone. I forgot these jeans were low rise.
(I had to squat a lot.)
* Should've worn flats that didn't match the outfit. It's kind awkward walking around in these heels.
* I hate this lighting, I hate this lighting, I hate this lighting, I hate this lighting...
(I hate fluorescent lighting.)
* One word: ELOPE.
(I don't really want to elope, but during the middle of the day, I did.)
* Sleeeeeeeep.
* Mhmmm...McDonald's. I'd get a Big Mac meal and a Filet O'Fish meal. And fries. Mhmm...fries.
* Note to self: You'd have to do pictures before the ceremony for an afternoon wedding. Have a morning wedding, but plan in nap time.
* When can I get seconds?
(After finishing my meal at the lunch reception.)
* I'm impressed. My reading skills in french aren't that bad considering the little attention I paid in class in high school.
* Fall weddings are soooo pretty. Too bad, I'll never have one.
(Staff blackout dates.)
* If I had good lighting all the time, my life would be perfect.
* I can't wait to go to bed.
* I've still a loooooooot to learn.
(Pondering my pwnage by fluorescent lighting.)
* Should've been born Quebecois. They're loud, rowdy, and fun. I'd fit right in. Instead of being shamed for it.
* Sleep. I want to sleep. SLEEP!
Saturday, October 10, 2009
24
Really?
...wow.
I definitely don't feel like it.
Already?
Even though there's only one year's difference between 23 and 24, I feel like there's a significant change between 23 and 24.
I feel the need to stop dinking around, and actually grow up now.
No profound thoughts.
Just, let's get it together now and go hard.
...wow.
I definitely don't feel like it.
Already?
Even though there's only one year's difference between 23 and 24, I feel like there's a significant change between 23 and 24.
I feel the need to stop dinking around, and actually grow up now.
No profound thoughts.
Just, let's get it together now and go hard.
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