blessings in disguise

when i'm all snuggled in bed ready to go to sleep and i realize i forgot to brush my teeth
blessing: squeezing in an extra workout into my day before i call it a night

wanting new work pants and finding that petite sizes are only available online and rarely on sale
blessing: budget management  
[addendum - small size also means money saved on food and being able to fit in a CT scanner]

not having a kitchen
blessing: unlike college where i could only afford costco mega packs of maruchan instant noodle, i now have the ability to explore all types of ramen

parents who bug me about the details of my life
blessing: parents who care about the details of my life

instead of dust bunnies, i have bunny furballs constantly floating around my home
blessing: a reminder that i'm never alone.  even if it's just my bunny keeping me company

got my nails done and then ruined them going to the bathroom before the polish dried completely
blessing: a lesson on vanity




see, life is full of small joys!

alive and well

today i was happy to come home to a living bunny.  halfway through my drive back from the bay, i got this deep dreaded feeling that leaving my bunny alone for 4 days in the middle of summer with no water/food refill was not the best way to take care of my best friend.

thank the lord for his resiliency and inability to talk.  cuz if he could, i'd probably get a real bad lecture on reckless parenting.  eek!

Sleep escapes me

We learned a new song in acacia tonight. Gold star for rob who led it and made it sound really cool. When I looked it up on YouTube I was a little taken aback by its early 90s vibe but it's cool.. Groovy electric guitar solo, hippie male harmony, dream master synthesizer and all.

The Lord's my Shepherd I'll not want
He makes me lie in pastures green
He leads me by the still still waters
His goodness restores my soul

And I will trust in you alone
And I will trust in you alone
For your endless mercy follows me
Your goodness will lead me home

He guides my ways in righteousness
and he anionts my head with oil
and my cup it overflows with joy
I feast on his pure delight

And though I walk the darkest path,
I will not fear the evil one
For you are with me and your rod and staff
Are the comfort I need to know


Those team building trust-fall exercises we did in 6th grade camp out in the supervised wilderness made the concept seem so tangible and easy. Falling backwards into the spindly arms of fellow pre-teens was entertaining and fun and provided ante for much late night cabin chatter with my lady friends about which cutie dude got to catch us.

Real life trust is no party in the forest. Sure, there's a peace that comes when you can mentally put aside certain worries into the God compartment of your mind.. eventually. But until then there's no tangible evidence to give you the consolation that hope exists. And that sucks, lemme tell ya!

But as Luke puts it, when you pull the God-card, trusting has to happen. I'm thankful that his mercy is endless and purpose is perfect. And even though I anticipate rainbows and butterflies and magical appearances of unicorns and bubbles and everything that is perfect, I'm trying my best to let his words and promises be true in my heart.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O_pHkmoBBek&feature=youtube_gdata_player

def worth an interview..

In 150 characters or fewer, tell us what makes you unique. Try to be creative and say something that will catch our eye!

job applications are so tricky these days!  what do i say?!?!  the possibility of a promising career with a company rests on my ability to impress via witty twitteresque one-liner.  maybe something kanye style..

I CHANGED MY NAME TO YEEZY BUNNY CUZ MY CREATIVITY IS DOPER THAN YOURS :  )


yeyeahh  hehee

say "kimcheeeee"

ever since i got a smart phone, i've completely sucked at taking pictures every chance i get.  you'd think it'd be easier given that my phone is nearly glued onto some part of my body at any given time.  unfortunately any pictures i do take end up spending the rest of their lifetime sitting inside sd card heaven, never to be shown to the world.

and then i inherited my sister's dslr, who's physical condition is hurting still.  and because it's so gigumbus and i don't trust myself carrying it around without the case, it usually spends most of its days at home - safely nestled between padded partitions.

but i realize when i do take pictures and extract them from their dormant state within a memory card, i'm so glad i lugged around the behemoth or remembered to grab the cellphone from my back pocket.  some moments deserve more than just my mental RAM for capturing.

so note to self, take more pictures =]

also got to visit my old coworker terra at her home, which easily became my dream home.. >_<

sing a new song

Seems like a fitting song for the day :) Bless the Lord, oh my soul Oh my soul Worship His holy name Sing like never before Oh my soul I worship your holy name The sun comes up It's a new day dawning It's time to sing your song again Whatever may pass and whatever lies before me Let me be singing when the evening comes You're rich in love and you're slow to anger Your name is great and your heart is kind For all your goodness I will keep on singing 10,000 reasons for my heart to find And on that day when my strength is failing The end draws near and my time has come Soon my soul will sing your praise unending 10,000 years and then forever more Bless the Lord, oh my soul Oh my soul Worship His holy name Sing like never before Oh my soul I worship your holy name ..and the peace that transcends all understanding will guard your heart and mind in Christ jesus. Cool, onward with this day!

who likes spam?!

i always feel so disappointed when i hear a really catchy song on our internet radio at work and then go to find the lyrics are ridiculous.  it's like anticipating the most delicious cheeseburger of a lifetime, but in that first gigantic bite, you find out it's completely made of spam.  blyooook.  here are a few examples of spam filled lyrics:


fun - we are young
Give me a second I need to get my story straight  
My friends are in the bathroom getting higher than the Empire State 
My lover she's waiting for me just across the bar 
My seats been taken by some sunglasses asking 'bout a scar and 
I know I gave it to you months ago I know you're trying to forget  
But between the drinks and subtle things the holes in my apologies  
You know I'm trying hard to take it back  
So if by the time the bar closes and you feel like falling down 
I'll carry you home tonight

wait, what?!  you beat a girl and gave her a scar to remember for memory's sake and now you're hoping a lame-O apology will have her back in your arms??  unless i've got the concept of a love story wrong, this doesn't really make my heart swoon.  waste of a really catchy bridge..


lady antebellum - need you now
Another shot of whiskey, cant stop looking at the door.
Wishing you'd come sweeping in the way you did before.
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind.
For me it happens all the time.

Its a quarter after one, I'm a little drunk,
And I need you now.
Said I wouldn't call but I lost all control and I need you now.
And I dont know how I can do without, I just need you now.

oh yeah that's sweet.  you're drunk.  please go sleep it off and then we'll talk.  maybe.  i guess i can see why this is cute though..  it's country music afterall.  the guy could have just as easily been singing about missing his '84 vintage pickup truck or his stolen rifle.  but instead he's missing his girl.  real cute..  (although i confess, i'm secretly in love with this song..)


train - drive by
Oh I swear to you
I'll be there for you
This is not a drive by
Just a shy guy looking for a two-ply
Hefty bag to hold my love
When you move me everything is groovy
They don't like it sue me
Mmm the way you do me
Oh I swear to you
I'll be there for you
This is not a drive by

what is this!?  my costco edition hefty bags are usually filled with coffee grounds, fruit peels and bunny poop.  i reject any guy who vows to hold my love in the same receptacle as bunny poop (no offense to the bunny).  end of story.


bruno mars - marry you
Well I know this little chapel on the boulevard we can go
No one will know
Come on girl
Who cares if we're trashed got a pocket full of cash we can blow
Shots of patron
And it's on girl

I'll go get a ring let the choir bells sing like oooh
So whatcha wanna do?
Let's just run girl

If we wake up and you wanna break up that's cool
No, I won't blame you
It was fun girl


Cause it's a beautiful nigh
We're looking for something dumb to do.
Hey baby I think I wanna marry you

yes, we've all had our moments where we wish the question would be popped sooner rather than later.  (oh.. no? hrmm.. nvm)  but friends, this is not the way to do it.  nothing about these lyrics send my fairytale heart into a flutter.  guess the only redeeming quality is the dancability of the the tune :D


maybe tomorrow i'll come up with a list of more appropriate love songs ;)