March 2010
Write one leaf about Holy Week.
(via writeoneleaf)
So during Holy week, or just spring time in general, I would have an absent mother sent away to a different country for months at a time for work. It always occurred that she would arrive home on Good Friday, so after kneeling for a good majority of the stations, watching the rituals of taking Christ off the cross, hearing the Gregorian chants of my native tongue, I would kneel...
shhh
Je veux lire votre esprit. Je veux savoir vos pensées. Je veux partager nos sensations. Je veux exprimer comment je vous vous sens sans arrêter. Je veux regarder dans vos yeux. Je veux fixer dans votre âme. Je veux me réveiller dans vos bras. Je veux dormir avec vous la nuit. Je ne veux pas questionner autant de. Je ne veux pas obtenir le paranoïaque des petites choses. Je ne veux pas...
“This is my prayer in the desert, when all that’s within me feels dry. This is my prayer in my hunger and need, my God is a God who provides.
This is my prayer in the fire, in weakness or trial or pain. There is a faith proved of more worth than gold
So refine me, Lord through the flames.”
A lot to be thankful and grateful for right now. One for a strong loving supporting and...
5 Interesting things as tagged by cdangt
Hmm.
1. I am ridiculously obsessed with the color pink, and by that my room back home is pink. I have various accessories/room accessories/stuff(s) in pink. I often dream about how my dream home will be pink and because I’m a compulsive shopper, I will most likely buy an item if it is pink.
2. I don’t really have a collective group I can call best friend besides Liou and Blackie....
Did we just see a six cup rebuddle without interruption? Shits fuckin Beast.
– Sam on Kristina’s phone.
I ramble way too often for my own good. I also spend money profusely. As a result I will make and implement a rule for myself. I beg of you, my generally small audience, to help me stay by my word and now allow me to make another purchase UNTIL I make an A on this next exam. Like a reward of sorts. Wait for the grade first before splurging on lustful items of my personal desire. Nextly I will cut...
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It’s killing me.
I’ll admit that I miss your abusive abrasive nature. I’m jealous of the circles everyone’s created after I left, those little connections that seemed to have linked up even after many contradictory statements and snide remarks. I hate that you make me choose and I hate how you’ll always know the roundabout ways I do things.
I hate that you...
umm hello?: I am a person of emotion but not a... →
genieinthebottle:
I am a person of emotion but not a person who has mastered the language of emotion. Not even the people closest to me can ever interpret what I’m feeling or what my actions reflect to what I’m thinking. The problem is that i find it really hard to explain my emotions to people. You can always…
i agree
Amen.
Shakespeare
Me: that even his stubbornness, his " cheeks"...
Kathryn aka director: I think that's pronounced checks....
Me: you told me cheeks!
Kathryn: no it's checks I'm sure.
Me: I've said cheeks all week and now you catch me?
Choir guy: hahahahaaha you're wrong!!
Me: I bite my thumb at you!
I feel like a badass!
– Jeanie Dang when referring to drivng through a do not enter area.
Someone Stop Me From Thinking
I think we’ve faced an inevitable truth, one that cannot be fathomed by any prepared soul. We’re here to face life. It is God’s will to live how he has planned for us. I always want to believe that there is a set plan for us, and other times, I want to rip away from the chosen path, this being included.
Perhaps God has told him it’s his time, or that his time is fast approaching. I...
Goodbyes are always bitter-sweet
While being entrapped in a mind full of worried thoughts, I had craved for a bit of care-free air. Anyways, I’m more than excited to return home today, later today, I can’t wait to have a BIG hug from Mo! I can’t wait to return to my tidy little apartment room (and by tidy I mean messy as hell :]), I can’t wait to return to somewhere where my navel ring doesn’t have...
Touch touch touch touch
My grandfather says he won't go yet, he wants to...
leave this unanswered.
How do you comfort someone you truly truly truly love?
I’m absolutely the worst person to run to when someone needs consoling or some sense of relief, I can’t provide that, I’m not comforting nor am I fuzzy enough to reinforce happy sensations throughout one’s tired weary and sad soul.
Instead Annie saved the day with her two cents on a family loss through cancer. So her...
Filtered posting....Not really
I use to be so careful as to who I let this blog link get out to. Now a days, privacy is a matter of invasion, another person’s curiosity and my inhibition to type whatever truly haunted my mind onto a little screen.
Regardless, this content is mine to control and I guess I want to just write something just for the sake of getting it out of my mind, especially since the boyfriend is snoring...
questionable motives...
I remember wanting to cure my grandpa of his glaucoma and the many cataracts that robbed him of his vision at my early age. I remember wanting to let him see that it was me, not Linda. I wanted him to not have to pat my head and squeeze my arm to know who I am (I must admit though, it’s quite an adoring quality.)
I want him to be able to see the light of day and not guess the shadows that...
I sat
looking through my old g-mail inbox of the thousands (yes it said thousands) of pages of SMS e-mail messages I’ve sent you over the years I lacked a phone with a text messaging plan.
A lot of the 160 character-measured messages were my expression of neediness and inability to be alone.
I’m scared I’m repeating the same thing.
I just think I’m overthinking everything and...
@kayteens
dangjeanie:
kayteens:
I am still not crazy. He totally remembers our friendship from our embryonic phases in life.
Just sayin’ haha Hope to see more of you love birds during spring break, yeahh?
Hahahh yeahhh! hopefulllyyy? I can’t Tuesday though since it’s Stephanie’s birthdayyy! We’ll just see what happensss. :))
Yep, that’s an oil painting.
Speaking of avocados, Mo and I went to...
@dangjeanie
I am still not crazy. He totally remembers our friendship from our embryonic phases in life.
Just sayin’ haha Hope to see more of you love birds during spring break, yeahh?
Spring Cleaning/ Donating clothes
(via phone conversation)
Mom: I'm going to go through your closet.
Me: DON'T TOUCH ANYTHING UNTIL I GET HOME.
Mom: I'll just get you started, I already know what you won't wear again.
Me: DON'T TOUCH ANYTHING, MOM.
Mom: Ohh look at this...When did you ever wear this?
Me: MOM STOP TOUCHING MY CLOTHES.
Mom: I'm taking this.
Me: ARE YOU LISTENING?!
Mom: I like this jacket...You don't like jackets, I'm taking this.
Me: I'm hanging up now.
Mom: no you're not, you're going to listen to me go through your closet until I get what I want.
Me: ridiculous, mom.
(she's so weird...Can't wait to go home though!)