wisdom

ecclesiastes 7:

8 Better is the end of a thing than its beginning,
and the patient in spirit is better than the proud in spirit.
9 Be not quick in your spirit to become angry,
for anger lodges in the bosom of fools.
10 Say not, “Why were the former days better than these?”
For it is not from wisdom that you ask this.

amen.

apple

yes. it is true.
i am so very PC. (practical and concise)
i am so very not a "mac". (money absent consumer..?)
i am very un-trendy.
i am very anti-hipster.
i yam what i yam.
but, i will not let the name brand of a computer keep me from what i am most, which is frugal. i decided that i will try and be more open minded this time around. (except acer. i will not buy acer.)

therefore, i will buy whatever will give me the most BANG for my BUCK. cuz my bucks be short like my legs. so if that turns out to be an aluminum fruit with black keys... so be it!! do not judge me for the choices that bring me personal gain!

설래임

it's my new puppy Ooyoo's first night sleeping over at my house.
i hope she doesn't feel lonely. i hope she doesn't cry!
in case you never met her....


oh, hello bloggers!



milk cuddle bunny.



우유 on her milk cushion. (that was purely coincidence.)



is it just me, or do i look like cross eyed CL here?


question for dog owners: how do i get her to love me?? is it canine nature for dogs to just love their owners unconditionally? crossing my fingers....

i think that starting a relationship with a puppy is like dating. i feel like i shouldn't give her too much attention or she will resent it/take it for granted. but then again, i should give her enough love so she knows that i care about her. loving, but not smothering?? should i even be plotting mind games with a dog??? i just want us to be friends already!! but i should definitely take it slow so as not to scare her off. right? but she's just so cute sometimes! ...oh dear, i'm so bad at these things!!

oh! my sneeze just scared her~
hehe

stale

"Because starting fresh means something else is ending stale..."

i've always been a fan of happy endings. even if it takes a lot of unhappy beginnings to get there. for instance, today marks the end of my summer commitment to alpha. i am very happy about that.

i've never been a fan of happy beginnings because that just guarantees an unhappy end to the happiness previously felt. or else, why would it have to end???

therefore, let us all accept that the only true happiness that will never end can only be found in heaven.

cool

today:
called me when you woke up. check.
spaghetti and egg salad for breakfast. check.
share our separate weekend dramas. check.
pushing daisies season 2 dvd. check.
google lee pace. check.... =)
play with mouse. check.
eat sweet potatoes in bed. check.
watch lisa ling and the korean chick return home. check.
frozen costco pizza for dinner. check.
speed walk to the park. check.
drink lemon gatorade. check.
bother mom for 20 bucks so we can....
go to NRB. check.
spend 1.5 hours there. just the 2 of us. check.
scrathy hoarse voice. check.
walk to mcdonalds for cones and fries. check.
order french fries a second time. check.
this time freshly fried and more deliciouser. check.
talk about new harry potter movie for 1 hour. check.
go home defeated. check.
go straight to gchat to talk again. check.

are we the coolest people ever?
definitely.
yes. check.

b.b. <3

Forever I'm your girl
Forever be my world
You are the only one
The only one I'll ever need...
banana bay

humane lee

in our little house,
lives a little mouse.
smaller than my pets,
wild-eyed my mother gets.
"go buy the sticky pads
the 99 cent store has!!!"
but it seems a bit insane
and deceitfully inhumane.
therefore i shall proclaim
a homemade trap will gain
a new pet mouse for jane!
(f.y.i. my name is not jane)

it feels kind of weird and wrong to catch these wild mice with sticky traps... so i have decided to try and catch them the humane trap way. my mom won't let me keep them as pets though. she suspects the wild mice have diseases and fleases. for the sake of my healthy pet mice, i must concur...

when i think about it, this mouse business reminds me of birth and providence. just like us, the family you are born into determines who you are. life is harsh and unfair for the mouse who is born to lowly serf mice parents to live a dirty, scoundrel life and die a sad sticky death. those lucky ones born within the confines of a petco cage have the potential to live as kings....but then again, my mice are harvested to be food for pet snakes... so i guess just being born a mouse sucks.

b/c i'm a girl~

i want to start a sewing club...
so we can make delightful aprons...
that will inspire us to cook!!



and then we can discuss our recipes...
while sipping tea in our pastel heels!

... when did i become so gaygirl??
..idk!

of importance

i feel happy when my mom leaves little notes for me on the fridge. although she's only done it about 2 times in my life, it makes me feel like she cares..... that, or she ran off early in the morning to the hot springs where her cell phone doesn't work and she's afraid my stupid azz will forget to feed the grandmas!

strings attached

i will:
1. do my daily cuties.
2. write down sunday sermons.
3. exercise. (my mice).
4. pray for those on missions.
5. calorie counter. every meal.
6. finish a book before checking out another.

i will not:
1. go shopping for clothes.
2. check fb daily.
3. think mean thoughts.
4. say mean thoughts.
5. eat fried foods.....
6. let myself make excuses!

and i liked it

today, i ate a raw pepper dipped in 쌈장.
today, i became an adult.
officially~

novelty

i was thinking about how changing to a new toothbrush is kind of like changing to a new boyfriend. the awkwardness is the same. until you get used to the pliability of the plastic and the tickle of the bristles, it just feels weird. similar to getting accustomed to the feel of holding a new hand, or memorizing a new telephone number, or noticing the way he drinks from a straw. novelty is a dangerously beautiful thing.

space for wisdom

i hate the way that a certain tooth of mine decided to grow in. all of my teeth are naturally straight except that rebellious one in the back. during unadulterated moments of happiness, the camera highlights this tooth in pictures. yet, i now realize that had it not been for this crookedness in youth, a new wisdom would not have had room to grow and prosper.

thrice

1. number of holies in the holy trinity.
2. number of people for a perfect bff group.
3. number of colleges i've attended.
4. number of bfs i have had.
5. number of blogs i've created...

third time's the charm!!!