Thinking Of Grad

Prom dresses, anyone? This is mostly C's fault, she called me while I was working and we couldn't stop looking! These are from Dalia, spring/summer09 collection. Speaking of the end of the year, grad photos turned out so well... for everyone! Thank God I was last of the day, the photographer was a bit rough when the hands holding the roses and diploma weren't exactly right where they should be, but because I was last he wasn't rushed. I think I ended up taking 20 minutes, but everyone else's slots are 10 minutes.

Ah, back to school work.

Fair (8)

I have a goal to trek through indie record label, Tooth and Nail's 40 currently signed artists by the end of next week. Came across this band, Fair, yesterday and I am quite, quite in love. It came out three years ago (6/6/06 - gasp!) and is still so sweet to the ear; it settles in unobtrusively, but nevertheless with a fresh breath of autumn air and a feeling of awake-ness. Aaron Sprinkle (lead vocals) I've heard about here and there, being the notable producer for some of my favourite bands, but I've never actually heard his own music. My favourites from this album are "Carelessness" (their single), "Attic" and "Unglued." Lyrics are meaningful and intelligent, vocals are clean and with perfect harmonies, and a good mix of soothing ambient and indie rock.

Please, if you have time and an ear or two free, click on the album art for streaming at purevolume.com/fair.

P.s. This reads kind of formally and like a very badly done review. Main point is, they are good. And I like them. You know when you like music and words just don't do it justice, only listening to it can? Yeah. Listen to it.

An Ode To Thermos

No, I am not obsessed with my thermos.
This is for the lovely Donna, for a school project.

But, I would like to take this time to appreciate all that Thermos has done for me:
1. It has quenched my thirst during the long hot days of examination week. Of course, it had also caused constant breaks in my study in order to relieve myself... but anyway.
2. It has kept me hydrated during the long two weeks of crazy cold (cold as in the illness, but also a bit of cold, as in, well, 'brr' cold) last month. All I could do was sit around, mope and drink the hot orange-peel-herbal-Chinese-drink. Mmm. I love herbal orange drinks.
3. It has accompanied me during bus rides to church, crazy fun worship practices/parties and comfy cellgroup discussions. Apparently, thermoses are 'hip' so it has also helped me improve my 'look'.

Alright, back to attacking the 'History Essay Outline'.
I am not afraid, because my Thermos and I, we can conquer much of the world.

Thank You For Answering (With No)

Sometimes I pray for something that I know is selfish, but I ask for it anyway...
But I am glad that, though God listens, he doesn't always give us what we want,
Instead he gives us what is best.

If I had gotten what I wanted,
All the things I thank God for
Before I sleep
When I rise
I would not have been able to say.

Thank You.

P.s. One of the things I am thankful for: my cell group, Team Fly! The name is so lame, and not my idea :).

Handtrap

I am being trapped by my own weak willpower; my hand holds me down.
Going to take a breather.
Be back in a week.

... But Pulling Through (pt2)

I feel much more at peace now, after just having the phrase enter and expand and wave across my mind, "There is none like You." There is no one else to turn to, no other thing can do justice, no other song or picture or word can satisfy, no other is like You, "I could search for all eternity long and find, and find, and find, and find, and find...
There is none like You."

I have let a funk settle in me, and though it happens: that motivations sometimes lose sway, meaning sometimes leaves me without foothold, I still have a Will within me, I can still make a choice. Though we have nothing to call our own; we are born with our bodies and our personalities are shaped without our permission (many times), and everything else has been everything else, but we still have our Will. And our Will is what changes, that little thing that moves and grows every time you make a choice, and it is that Will that allows God to flow over and allows you to release. And it is that Will that will choose to take Hold and pull through, Pull Out.

Edit: And the weight is lifting more and more, how good You are to me!

Sinking ... (pt1)

My mom called a few moments ago, and I started crying because I feel like today has been so empty of meaning and motivation, and I am in turmoil over control verses trust, but is this trust I am facing the real and releasing Trust, or is it tired trust, or is it vain trust. I have not felt like doing or being anything today, I just am and that is a barely happening. I am kind of angry at - because he frustrates me, challenges me, and sometimes I think he is better than I (in a good way) and sometimes I think he is blind. I am not really angry at him, just angry that I have not said everything I need (want). I agree, but here is some more. I will say that soon. So many things and so many un-things are drowning me, and I do not even gasp for breath. I just sit and sink.

After I stopped talking to Mom, I realized that I had held the phone to my ear minutes after we had already hung up.

Edit: I am going to cut my brother's hair in three minutes, and I am excited because it gives me something to do and not only to occupy my hands and mind, but also is a chance to just clear my head. Sometimes, we fill our own heads with fog, and sometimes the things around us do, but there is always a line, a red ribbon, to draw us out and up.