Decisions

Life is made of decisions; some are menial and some can change your life. The tricky thing is that actually almost every decision changes your life in some way. The sad thing is that part of growing up is owning up to every decision you make too. Being human, it is extremely easy to make the wrong decisions. We've all made mistakes in the past and sometimes we find ourselves still paying for those mistakes. But it's okay, it's a part of growing up. Mistakes turn into lessons if we do it right. Striving to be a Godly woman is hard ish and for all I know, simple decisions i've made here and there could possibly add up into something disastrous. I wish I had like like a huge light up warning sign to warn me every time i'd be close to making the wrong choice, it'd make things so much easier. This time I got to keep on making smart decisions. There are so many choices of all different sorts I feel like i'm constantly facing and I gotta be smart about it. Gotta show my parents they raised me right.

"It may be unfair, but what happens in a few days, sometimes even a single day, can change the course of a whole lifetime."

The Kite Runner

Ridin' Solo

This has been the new morning jam these days. Actually it is the theme song for 3/4 of 904 Junction. haha Perfect song to set into the summer. It's going to be a good one, I feel it. :)

We had a 904 Junction reunion last Saturday for Vicki's 22nd birthday. Even though it's only been 2 weeks, it feels like we've been apart much longer all doing our own thing. It felt good to all be back at the apartment together. A group of us celebrated Vicki's birthday on a boat which was really chill. We drove the boat around for a couple of hours while enjoying the scenery, music, food, strawberries and mimosas. Checked out the beach a little afterwards and then later at night went to the comedy improv. Twas a good day. :)

Lovely 904 Junction ladies, how i've missed you so.

Silent Readers

I'm not even really sure who even reads my blog. Someone told me awhile back that they read my blog and I was surprised. I didn't know know he knew it existed. I'm fairly open on my blog considering it's a public blog, which I hope doesn't bite me back in the butt. But I have always been a pretty open person and writing on blogs have always been quite therapeutic.

I wonder why people read my blog. And some of my posts have a lot of words, so for anyone to even commit to reading an entire post is kind of amazing (Well actually the way the layout of my blog is, it looks a lot longer than it actually is but people tend to be visual creatures) Granted i'm weird but am I even that interesting of a person? Is it because they enjoy my insights? Or they find somewhat of a connection to me through my daily struggles? Or if they are encouraged by my words? Or if they just want to get to know me? Or because it's in their blog newsfeed and it's simply there to read? Or is it the same reason I do? I love reading my friends blog or even some random people's blog because what the person chooses to share and how they choose to share intrigues me. I love being updated on their lives; there's this silent connection. I can't explain it, but it really makes me happy when my friends blog. Ok that sounded really loserish, but ay, no shame. haha Ok goodnight, for a person finally just starting to get over my horrible flu I should have been in bed 5 hours ago.

But to end with a question to appease my curiosity, what keeps you coming back to reading my blog anyways?

Behind The Scenes

What are some of the best ways to get to know a person? They say you can tell a lot about a woman with the items she carries in her purse. I assume that the male equivalent would be the trunk of his car. To bring a balance to the two, I decided to take a spontaneous picture of all the items in my back trunk. So here is an uncensored picture of Miss Whatswong's back trunk.

Items Found

1. "Obey" white cardigan

2. Two shooting range paper targets (which reminds me, I need to pick up my laminated shooting license from the place-license to kill, thas whatsup)

3. East of Eden paperback

4. Old issue of Cosmopolitan

5. Random issue of OC Metro concerning the 20 women to watch out for (i'm probably in it)

6. Case of water

7. Costco pack of Orbit gum

8. Random almost empty bottle of Barcardi Rum that I have no idea where it came from

9. Giant Shin ramen cup that people are amazed about but disappointed to find out that it is actually a tissue holder

10. Blue window squeezie & plastic bags

11. A decorative red striped "T" a guy friend gave to me as a gift that I obviously treasure so much...........and left it in my car trunk instead of using it.......

Well that's a bunch of random ish that's accumulated....... Yeah, I don't know what you're going to take from this. I am who I am. Which is...not your average Christian girl I suppose. Remember my previous entry of "don't judge"? Looks like a perfect time to put it in practice. Didn't think i'd have you doing real life application too huh? haha Sucka. On second thought, maybe I should've just stuck with the purse idea. haha

Miss Whatswong

The Simple Things

Got back in Irvine tonight. I spent a wonderful week back at home in the bay and saw almost everyone I wanted to see. There's something about the bay that just relaxes the soul. Too bad my body didn't get as much relaxing cause I somehow ended up going out 4 nights in a row. It was fun but I haven't done that whole going out constantly thing in a long while, and I don't plan to do it for a long while either cause uh, it's kind of really tiring and the liver needs caring of. Lame alumni status already kicking in?

On a more important note, Happy Father's Day to the most important man in my life.

Papa Whatswong & me. He is the most honest, genuine, hardworking man I know. And he dated a Mexican girl before my mom. hahaha My pops is cool. As you can see, he is where I get my boyish charm, good looks and style from. Love ya pops.

The past couple weeks have been good and i'm happy. :)

Judge Not, So That You Be Not Judged

"Jesus’ instructions with regard to judging others is very simply put; He says, “Don’t.” The average Christian is the most piercingly critical individual known. Criticism is one of the ordinary activities of people, but in the spiritual realm nothing is accomplished by it. The effect of criticism is the dividing up of the strengths of the one being criticized. The Holy Spirit is the only one in the proper position to criticize, and He alone is able to show what is wrong without hurting and wounding. It is impossible to enter into fellowship with God when you are in a critical mood. Criticism serves to make you harsh, vindictive, and cruel, and leaves you with the soothing and flattering idea that you are somehow superior to others."

Very good reminder, read it this morning and just wanted to share. :)

p.s. Game 7 tonight, kinda stoked.

Delayed Reaction

I'm currently sitting in my bed at in Norcal wearing an over sized Mickey mouse tee, feeling the cool air of the summer night and listening to Colbie. The night is peaceful and I feel like a high school girl for some reason rather than a college alumni. There are a lot of thoughts running through my head, and i'm not really sure how to sort them out or say them all so I will just say a few things.

1. I am seriously blessed and thankful.

2. Graduation still has not really sunk in.

3. Mixed feelings.

4. The next month i'll be spending in Socal, I have a list of things I definitely must do. (I shall post it up later)

5. Prepare for upcoming posts dedicated to the special people in my life.

Miss Whatswong