trying to kick the flu's ass is hard while im getting pwned by school
plz be nice to me after this week.....
spring cleaning
|Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Hellooo to the new quarter :)
My goals:
go to class on time (yep, still workin on that)
cherish time with the graduating class more :'(
sleep earlier
healthier lifestyle
TAN!!
job
PAY ATTENTION!
NEED TO DO ASAP: SPRING CLEANING!
adventures, adventures, AND MORE ADVENTURES!!
I hope by visiting this blog more frequently, I will keep up with these goals more!
My goals:
go to class on time (yep, still workin on that)
cherish time with the graduating class more :'(
sleep earlier
healthier lifestyle
TAN!!
job
PAY ATTENTION!
NEED TO DO ASAP: SPRING CLEANING!
adventures, adventures, AND MORE ADVENTURES!!
I hope by visiting this blog more frequently, I will keep up with these goals more!
where my heart belongs
|Thursday, March 25, 2010
Although home is just another four-letter word, it bears a lot of meaning behind it. Home is where you first learned to ride your bicycle, where you made your first best friends, where you had your first Christmas.
Being away from home for so long makes me realize and recollect all these past memories, especially with your closest and best friends. It makes me appreciate them that much more. I recently hung out with a friend whom I haven't seen since last summer and it's just one of the things that just made my whole break. I love how we still connect and bond like we see each other frequently even though we live over 500 miles apart. I love how we get along so well and complement each other's jokes. I just love how you know that your friends will always be your friends. It makes a smile tug upon my face :)
I love how my friends are willing to make the drive to San Francisco just to get dessert and see each other, even if it is only for one hour. And oh, how I LOVE the Bay Area so much - the people, the places, the feeling of home.
And of course, I can never forget family. We get annoyed of each other 24/7, but before I go to bed, I reflect upon my life and am so grateful to have my mom as my mom, dad as my dad, sister as sister, and brother as brother. I wouldn't trade them for the world. They have put up with all my bs and will still continue to do so in the future. <3
Sometimes I feel restless, uncertain, and scared for my future after college whenever I'm on break because I feel like I should be pursuing something at school.. but I've come to realize why. It's because home is my comfort place. Ironic, but maybe I'm scared that I'll get too attached to this comfort place - attached so much that I don't want to go back to school 500 miles away -scared that home is all I want.
Welcome to MY home.
Being away from home for so long makes me realize and recollect all these past memories, especially with your closest and best friends. It makes me appreciate them that much more. I recently hung out with a friend whom I haven't seen since last summer and it's just one of the things that just made my whole break. I love how we still connect and bond like we see each other frequently even though we live over 500 miles apart. I love how we get along so well and complement each other's jokes. I just love how you know that your friends will always be your friends. It makes a smile tug upon my face :)
I love how my friends are willing to make the drive to San Francisco just to get dessert and see each other, even if it is only for one hour. And oh, how I LOVE the Bay Area so much - the people, the places, the feeling of home.
And of course, I can never forget family. We get annoyed of each other 24/7, but before I go to bed, I reflect upon my life and am so grateful to have my mom as my mom, dad as my dad, sister as sister, and brother as brother. I wouldn't trade them for the world. They have put up with all my bs and will still continue to do so in the future. <3
Sometimes I feel restless, uncertain, and scared for my future after college whenever I'm on break because I feel like I should be pursuing something at school.. but I've come to realize why. It's because home is my comfort place. Ironic, but maybe I'm scared that I'll get too attached to this comfort place - attached so much that I don't want to go back to school 500 miles away -scared that home is all I want.
Welcome to MY home.
Oh, life
|Thursday, March 11, 2010
One new goal each week. And I can't start on the next until I finish the first.
... but first, let me actually accomplish it :(
goal #1: sleep earlier to avoid being late to class
Judging by the time, it looks like I will be on this for a while...
... but first, let me actually accomplish it :(
goal #1: sleep earlier to avoid being late to class
Judging by the time, it looks like I will be on this for a while...
we never learn
| Labels: inspired, prioritize, procrastinationTuesday, February 23, 2010
Once again procrastinating and avoiding what I should be doing, but in the midst of this, I found some inspirations (and random pictures) that warm my heart =)
Okay, time to do my work!
Okay, time to do my work!
epiphany
| Labels: appreciation, family, fml
Many of us are exceptionally privileged - we live with a roof over our heads, we are fed everyday, and we have enough disposable income to treat ourselves out from time to time, and yet we do not realize how blessed we are. I for instance, live in a nice house, is supported by my parents, drive a car, and attend one of the top notch universities in California and I do take what is given to me for granted a countless number of times. I have never had to dig through a garbage can to get by nor have I had to work enough to support daily living as an independent.
This past quarter, I have been taking Asian American History for my general elective course, and even though it may seem ages ago (in which this course covers 18th-19th centuries), I feel as if I am learning a bit more about my parents' and even grandparents' past. Since I have been reading the book for quite a while now, I had a dream... kind of an epiphany. I saw my oldest family members (all the females, including my grandmother who had just turned 89) washing cars as a living. On the other hand, I was seated in some type of car which was mounted higher than the rest of my family. They were working very hard, scrubbing down the car with every last bit of their energy, and noticed me. They were smiling while cleaning the car, noticed me, and smiled even harder while starting conversations with me. I smiled back at them, and tried to communicate with them to the best of my ability... but I felt a bit uncomfortable. They were so happy. I certainly felt very sympathetic toward them - they were all fairly old - youngest probably 60, and I just felt horrible - horrible because they are still working their asses off to make a living. But they were happy.
It just made me realize how lucky I am and how privileged I am... to be able to communicate with the rest of society and that I can attend a higher education - and that I'll never have to work the kind of work they were doing to be able to get by life daily.
Sometimes people just need these kind of random revelations to occur in order to appreciate what they have. I am glad I took a two-hour nap and wasted some studying time, because I felt like I needed this :)
So next time if we feel angry or frustrated, maybe we should refrain from saying "fuck my life" or "i hate my life"... because it's really not that bad.
This past quarter, I have been taking Asian American History for my general elective course, and even though it may seem ages ago (in which this course covers 18th-19th centuries), I feel as if I am learning a bit more about my parents' and even grandparents' past. Since I have been reading the book for quite a while now, I had a dream... kind of an epiphany. I saw my oldest family members (all the females, including my grandmother who had just turned 89) washing cars as a living. On the other hand, I was seated in some type of car which was mounted higher than the rest of my family. They were working very hard, scrubbing down the car with every last bit of their energy, and noticed me. They were smiling while cleaning the car, noticed me, and smiled even harder while starting conversations with me. I smiled back at them, and tried to communicate with them to the best of my ability... but I felt a bit uncomfortable. They were so happy. I certainly felt very sympathetic toward them - they were all fairly old - youngest probably 60, and I just felt horrible - horrible because they are still working their asses off to make a living. But they were happy.
It just made me realize how lucky I am and how privileged I am... to be able to communicate with the rest of society and that I can attend a higher education - and that I'll never have to work the kind of work they were doing to be able to get by life daily.
Sometimes people just need these kind of random revelations to occur in order to appreciate what they have. I am glad I took a two-hour nap and wasted some studying time, because I felt like I needed this :)
So next time if we feel angry or frustrated, maybe we should refrain from saying "fuck my life" or "i hate my life"... because it's really not that bad.
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