it is sunday afternoon and i have found myself in my little room watching the superbowl. how odd. maybe from my friends' influence, or from the several games i went to this past year, or it's the "can't-take-my-eyes-off-of-britney" pepsi commericals and U2 halftime show (or the last 10 seconds of a game...), but i must admit that i've come to appreciate (somewhat...) the idea of a bunch of barbarians kicking butts. it's probably the cathartic attitude of seeing someone get tackled and bumrushed onto the ground (kinda like a snowball fight!) in an almost helpless, defenseless way under national public speculation...gotta enjoy the entertainment.
with so much on my mind, i've found it difficult to blog everything down. maybe i should follow the "master of bloggers" and heed his advice: blog mini-posts. eh, let's just put it this way, sometimes, i just have no inspiration, or i get too lazy, or i just "rather" forget. but still, there are things that are worth to be noted (and the realizations i never blogged down)...
allow me to follow up with my previous comments about love...so, i went to see "a walk to remember" on saturday morning. yeah, in the morning...haven't done that for ages. the last time i went in the morning was to go movie-hopping, walking in with a "used" ticket-stub, watching like 3-complete-movies (not walking in in the middle)...can we say: bargain? those were the days when i had no idea how damaging hollywood would be on my little brain. anyways, i did not come out of this movie feeling like it was the greatest movie ever, or that i would go see it again and again, but that it left me feeling highly sentimental, exuberating with passion, definitely leaving puffy-eyed with my nose rosy-colored and stuffed up. i was bawling (kinda like a hose that could not be stopped). "walking" in with little expectations, i left "remembering" every distinct parts of the movie. okay, so i'm usually really good at suspending myself in disbelief, but the fact that west was SO in tune with his feelings, with what his heart was telling him...all inspired and lead by the christian values of moore. at au's shindig, i had the chance to finally meet in person and talk with someone whose "hypothetical" friend was very much in tune with HIS feelings after seeing this movie...this person reminded me very much of a "YAh-LEy" friend i know...the sophistication, the christian embodiment, the ability to carry on an intelligent conversation about sensitivity. we often forget that we ARE human, and that we have the ability to feel, live, and love one another...whether it be a significant other, a parent, a friend, or Him. i recommend this movie not for the teeny-bopper movie-goers, but for those who have closed their hearts to protect themselves...to use this movie as an outlet to open the doors of their hearts, to release all grievances that they may be holding against others, and to allow someone to do something nice for them, to say something nice to them...and just maybe, their hearts may open for a little bit...what can i say, i AM a hopeless romantic.
i heard that my daddy went to see this movie too. i wonder just how he reacted. he's a role model for many, very in tune with his sensitive side. oh, i miss him.
standing around the kitchen corner (au's), i noticed that i was delighted to be surrounded by a group of very "CHINESE" friends. i never appreciated my culture and my background so much more than now. so many were bilingual; so many understood my somewhat-fobby remarks (maybe because they were more so! haha). i just love it. it reminds me of home. i don't remember SoCal (my group of friends) being like this; rarely anyone would bust out a chinese comment. i used to think that i'm special, being an abc, yet, able to speak and understand what goes on in the asian cultures. boy has it been humbling for me to recognize how chinese SF really is! somehow, these people inspire me to be true to my identity.
hanging out with my sister in sunnyvale, making to worship on time, meeting/talking to this YAh-LEy-like friend about the movie, being served ice cream by "JC" (it was really not intentional, haha!), hearing swingers music...it really made for an enjoyable evening...but it wouldn't have been quite as entertaining without hearing the story about the 3-broken-bones-boy. i should learn to hold my tongue, however. i think i was being too much of a smart-mouth in commenting that he doesn't play basketball well, i mean...look who's talking.
SUNDAY:
what a beautiful day...mr. sun was fortunately not deceiving...how nice of him to bless us with his presence. when i was driving around SF, i thought about SoCal; maybe i AM a SoCal girl because i'm getting ready to put away my coats and looking forward to springtime! okay, so i'm dreaming a bit too early. nevertheless, sunday was a productive day: catching up on reading, bible studying, grocery shopping, running, and looking for basketball courts around town. watching U2 halftime show right before church made me even MORE productive...haha...
i had the chance to have dinner with chris and her coworkers and Mi and Th. even though i never really sat down to talk to any one of them, i'm really glad that i did last night. carrying on some engaging conversations always makes my day. the hidden talents of Th's native tongue and the "open-picking" (finally) of Mi's mind (as opposed to blogs) captivated me. i must also send out kudos to them for their mannerisms and etiquette for being fine gentlemen. no, i am not being sarcastic right now. even if we don't say it, i am very certain girls do appreciate the little details that guys do. somehow it can always make up for everything that was previously said or done....
with so much on my mind, i've found it difficult to blog everything down. maybe i should follow the "master of bloggers" and heed his advice: blog mini-posts. eh, let's just put it this way, sometimes, i just have no inspiration, or i get too lazy, or i just "rather" forget. but still, there are things that are worth to be noted (and the realizations i never blogged down)...
allow me to follow up with my previous comments about love...so, i went to see "a walk to remember" on saturday morning. yeah, in the morning...haven't done that for ages. the last time i went in the morning was to go movie-hopping, walking in with a "used" ticket-stub, watching like 3-complete-movies (not walking in in the middle)...can we say: bargain? those were the days when i had no idea how damaging hollywood would be on my little brain. anyways, i did not come out of this movie feeling like it was the greatest movie ever, or that i would go see it again and again, but that it left me feeling highly sentimental, exuberating with passion, definitely leaving puffy-eyed with my nose rosy-colored and stuffed up. i was bawling (kinda like a hose that could not be stopped). "walking" in with little expectations, i left "remembering" every distinct parts of the movie. okay, so i'm usually really good at suspending myself in disbelief, but the fact that west was SO in tune with his feelings, with what his heart was telling him...all inspired and lead by the christian values of moore. at au's shindig, i had the chance to finally meet in person and talk with someone whose "hypothetical" friend was very much in tune with HIS feelings after seeing this movie...this person reminded me very much of a "YAh-LEy" friend i know...the sophistication, the christian embodiment, the ability to carry on an intelligent conversation about sensitivity. we often forget that we ARE human, and that we have the ability to feel, live, and love one another...whether it be a significant other, a parent, a friend, or Him. i recommend this movie not for the teeny-bopper movie-goers, but for those who have closed their hearts to protect themselves...to use this movie as an outlet to open the doors of their hearts, to release all grievances that they may be holding against others, and to allow someone to do something nice for them, to say something nice to them...and just maybe, their hearts may open for a little bit...what can i say, i AM a hopeless romantic.
i heard that my daddy went to see this movie too. i wonder just how he reacted. he's a role model for many, very in tune with his sensitive side. oh, i miss him.
standing around the kitchen corner (au's), i noticed that i was delighted to be surrounded by a group of very "CHINESE" friends. i never appreciated my culture and my background so much more than now. so many were bilingual; so many understood my somewhat-fobby remarks (maybe because they were more so! haha). i just love it. it reminds me of home. i don't remember SoCal (my group of friends) being like this; rarely anyone would bust out a chinese comment. i used to think that i'm special, being an abc, yet, able to speak and understand what goes on in the asian cultures. boy has it been humbling for me to recognize how chinese SF really is! somehow, these people inspire me to be true to my identity.
hanging out with my sister in sunnyvale, making to worship on time, meeting/talking to this YAh-LEy-like friend about the movie, being served ice cream by "JC" (it was really not intentional, haha!), hearing swingers music...it really made for an enjoyable evening...but it wouldn't have been quite as entertaining without hearing the story about the 3-broken-bones-boy. i should learn to hold my tongue, however. i think i was being too much of a smart-mouth in commenting that he doesn't play basketball well, i mean...look who's talking.
SUNDAY:
what a beautiful day...mr. sun was fortunately not deceiving...how nice of him to bless us with his presence. when i was driving around SF, i thought about SoCal; maybe i AM a SoCal girl because i'm getting ready to put away my coats and looking forward to springtime! okay, so i'm dreaming a bit too early. nevertheless, sunday was a productive day: catching up on reading, bible studying, grocery shopping, running, and looking for basketball courts around town. watching U2 halftime show right before church made me even MORE productive...haha...
i had the chance to have dinner with chris and her coworkers and Mi and Th. even though i never really sat down to talk to any one of them, i'm really glad that i did last night. carrying on some engaging conversations always makes my day. the hidden talents of Th's native tongue and the "open-picking" (finally) of Mi's mind (as opposed to blogs) captivated me. i must also send out kudos to them for their mannerisms and etiquette for being fine gentlemen. no, i am not being sarcastic right now. even if we don't say it, i am very certain girls do appreciate the little details that guys do. somehow it can always make up for everything that was previously said or done....
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