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California

Current city: Berkeley, California

I missed my friends. A few us of have been reunited, and it feels SO good~ I feel like a little kid again, playing the same pranks and making the same jokes. Strange how some things never change On the other hand, some major changes have occurred – graduation, wedding preparations, drinks?! I think it’s safe to say that we are growing up, slowly but surely. I am so glad to be reunited with them, to see that they are not only happy and healthy.. But THRIVING! What pleases me the most is that God has been working in each of their lives, remaining faithful to them even while we were apart.

Affirmed

Best small group <3 Thanks guys!!

Grace

One of my best friends from home is engaged. I feel like her fiancé (oh my gosh..) is taking her awayyyyy!! Gracieeeee, you’re all grown up now~ You know how we used to always try to guess who would get married first in the fab14?? Well, there’s your answer.

Grace, Gloria, Ann, Karen <3  My besties!!

Called

The Road Not Taken – Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same.

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I–
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Today

Everybody hates Mondays. I hate Mondays … usually. BUT today is different. I have no idea why, but my spirits have been high alllll day long.

It is raining and gloomy outside, but today, it came across as romantic.

I wore uggs in this weather. They got drenched. Bad idea. It felt like a soggy sheep was invading my foot space … if that even exists. But today, that image of a sheep on my feet just made me laugh all the way down Comm. Ave.

I went to my least favorite, most intense, most stressful 3-hour class today. My professor had a field day criticizing all of our first attempts at producing full news stories on camera, editing with final cut – the works. We are all such amateurs. You know, it was kind of discouraging to realize that none of us have natural talent. But today, I soaked in the criticism and reminded myself that all great journalists started out like me … getting criticized and making mistakes.

I came home to my roommate who was doing some spring cleaning. I came home happy, but exhausted … but her example pushed me to start cleaning and organizing as well. This made me more tired. Seriously, I’m exhausted. But today, as I look around my sparkling room, I’m just so happy that it’s clean. My OCD is at peace today.

I know that this post is pointless. BUT I’m so amazed. I felt the need to share. This is abnormal! What’s going on????

Hey Team 2! I Miss You!

I’m a Big Kid Now

I’m watching Beauty and the Beast with Rebekah and Theresa right now. They say that it brings back memories of their childhood, but I only remember being scared. I wasn’t able to watch this movie until I was junior high because it was a bit too much for me hahaha. I laugh about it now, but it used to be really scary for me when I was young. Even as I started watching today, I had to remind myself that I am a big kid now … and that I should be able to watch this. Gosh, I’m so embarrassing sometimes.

By the way, HD is soooooo much better than VHS. Oh, the times have changed.

To be a fisher…

It is Christmas Eve. I have been home all night long, sitting and talking with friends and family. After a while of hanging out, I realized that I had some work to do, so I distanced myself from the crowd. I sat on the couch staring at my baptism application when somebody walked over to me and sat down. He looked at one of the questions and read it aloud, “What does it mean to be a follower of Christ?” After asking me what I was doing, he jokingly said that it meant he had to wake up early on Sunday mornings. I mean, I agreed with him because it’s true. Then he proceeded to tell me that I was welcome to come to church with him on Sunday because he knew that I do not have a home church anymore. His only description was that the lunch was great. When some other people asked me what I was doing, he told them that I was doing something weird for some religious purposes. He asked me why I was doing such a thing, why I had suddenly become a Christian, why I believed in something that took money from me every Sunday. He was joking of course, but OMG do you hear him?

This person just dissed me, my religion and God…on Christmas Eve. I don’t judge him because I trust that he will see the truth one day, but in this moment, I am unhappy. I’m mad at him for being an ignant. I’m mad that he thought it was okay to disrespect something that is so important to me. And seriously, it’s Christmas!! Even if you do not believe, it’s just common sense to respect other people. But the real reason for my anger is myself. I didn’t say any of this to him. I didn’t express my opinion. I didn’t elaborate about my transformation. I was too afraid to tell him about my God. Why am I such a coward? It’s Christmas…the perfect time to share. The stage was set, and I failed miserably.

We talk about ministry, going on missions, changing lives, changing my life…well I do anyway…but I could not even witness to this important person in my life. What is the point of me changing if I am too selfish to spread the good word? I didn’t want to create conflict. I was afraid that I might yell at him for being an ignant. I was afraid that uttering this disappointment out loud would make it real. My pride and my personality got in the way. To be a Christ-follower means to die to myself and to obey His commands. Tonight, I have failed to “go and make disciples of all nations”….heck, I failed in my own house. BUT I am sure that there will be another opportunity. Please Lord, give me more strength next time.

Home at last

I am getting fat…

Lots of food 3 times a day + no walking around = lots to burn off once I get back to Boston. That is all for now…