I forgot to put something yesterday when I wrote that blog post. Cops were in my neighborhood. *nodds* Apparently there was a murder and our neighbor's son did it. I hope that they're wrong. I can't even imagine him doing stuff like that. I feel even worse for his father. /: God, I pray that the son isn't the killer; that he was framed. He is Your son too, Lord and let him be not the sinner the cops think he is. Let him be someone of higher level, someone who would never kill. But if he turns out to be the killer, Lord, I just pray that you wash his sins away with Your blood and forgive his misbehavior. Could have been an accident. Self defense. There are tons of possibilities. Let's be on the bright side of things. Lord, I pray you protect his family from discrimination, bless his family with Your powerful love that is never failing. In Your name, Amen!
Cops are very intimidating, even if you didn't do anything wrong. Yupp.
Had a thought last night. I want to have God's eyes towards our world. How it really looks like through His eyes. A friend of mine told me to read a section in my English book so I will do that on Sunday during prayer room. He said that it'll change my opinion. At first, I didn't know why he'd want me to change my decision. He's a believer just so you all know. Did he mean that after reading it, I wouldn't want to see the world through God's eyes? Or did he mean something totally different? Sometimes, it's hard to figure him out; especially through MSN. So I got kind offended. He was too tired to argue with me on it. Hmph. I guess I'll find out on Sunday then. Then I'll post some more, possibly.
Friday, February 29, 2008
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Highlight of my Week
At the start of Monday to yesterday, which was Wednesday, I've been getting these disasters happening to me. I think God was testing me, to see if I'm still kept in tact with Him. Here's what happened. Though, I don't think you'd think these things are a big deal; it was to me.
Monday: My dad bitched at me because I dropped chem 2B. He thinks I'll drop out of college because I dropped ONE class. How childish is that? Being stubborn like always. So that was the start of my day. To be honest, that was mostly what I remember. But I think there was other things. Hm. Darn. x___x
Tuesday: Hot, stuffy room with a boring teacher teaching about a boring lesson. I was so frustrated I was literally going to pull my hair out of my skull, but thought better of it. Went back to pasadena city college to add an English class, but the teacher said to keep coming and see. It didn't really mean that I was going to be added though. I was so frustrated. It was kind of a late class too and I hate having late classes. As you all might know, I get tired very easily. Coffee doesn't help so don't even start with it. Like before, mainly what I remembered.
Wednesday: Lost my voice for like a whole 15 minutes. I felt so helpless. No one could hear me. So I had to write down what I wanted to say to them. So at first, I was going to get something to drink with a friend, Franco. When someone distracted him, our other friend, Heng, said that he was going to get a drink. I tried to tell him I was going to get a drink too, but it didn't come out so well so I pointed to myself and he understood. Thank God. So he and I started walking out and Franco came afterwards. Right when we got to the stairs, our OTHER friend Gary came out and said that he wanted to get something to drink too. So we all went to get a drink. It was in the quad where the clubs are. It was the tent. I got root beer. I didn't realize that it was bubbly inside. So during class, I had it open and I forgot to close it right. So I accidently knocked it over and the projector's machine thing was in front of our table. Only a little bit of it got in the machine but it didn't do any damage. Thank God. It was kind of funny because later my friend Jennifer asked me if I spilled something because I kept coming in with paper towels. So basically, I embarrassed myself in class. I was pretty lucky to have a teacher and a t.a. that was so understanding. Crazy awesome.
So through all that crap. Today came along. Wow. Praise God. So I got to add English 1A. When I went to add it in the L building, the lady said that I had to get an English 900 class. So I got so lazy because I was walking around for the entire day. I met up with Allan and he had about 20 minutes to spare. So he accompanied me to the C building where the writing lab was. I asked them if they had any room for tomorrow, which is Friday. This guy looked at the schedule and he said from like 2 something to 3 something and I said that's perfect. So YES! It was funny cause I think he was new to it so he didn't know if he was suppose to give me the yellow paper. He asked this other guy who was in back of us, and the guy was like, "well what are you gonna do with it? nothing. so yeah. you give it to her." I felt bad for him, but it was one of those type of jokes that doesn't really hurt your feelings because it's like common sense and funny. Eh. Praise God.
The devil will never win. Like I always say.
Oh, and I like my English class. The teacher teaches a lot about Christian stuff and he's just totally like the students. Very chill and relaxed. Lord, I just want to pray for Prof. Bonar's right ear. He has an infection and I just pray that you take that away. Clear his ear so that he can hear Your calling, hear Your laughter, and cries. Let him hear what You called him to do. In Your name, I pray, Amen.
[yes, I know. his name is pretty funny. you immature people.]
Jas.
Monday: My dad bitched at me because I dropped chem 2B. He thinks I'll drop out of college because I dropped ONE class. How childish is that? Being stubborn like always. So that was the start of my day. To be honest, that was mostly what I remember. But I think there was other things. Hm. Darn. x___x
Tuesday: Hot, stuffy room with a boring teacher teaching about a boring lesson. I was so frustrated I was literally going to pull my hair out of my skull, but thought better of it. Went back to pasadena city college to add an English class, but the teacher said to keep coming and see. It didn't really mean that I was going to be added though. I was so frustrated. It was kind of a late class too and I hate having late classes. As you all might know, I get tired very easily. Coffee doesn't help so don't even start with it. Like before, mainly what I remembered.
Wednesday: Lost my voice for like a whole 15 minutes. I felt so helpless. No one could hear me. So I had to write down what I wanted to say to them. So at first, I was going to get something to drink with a friend, Franco. When someone distracted him, our other friend, Heng, said that he was going to get a drink. I tried to tell him I was going to get a drink too, but it didn't come out so well so I pointed to myself and he understood. Thank God. So he and I started walking out and Franco came afterwards. Right when we got to the stairs, our OTHER friend Gary came out and said that he wanted to get something to drink too. So we all went to get a drink. It was in the quad where the clubs are. It was the tent. I got root beer. I didn't realize that it was bubbly inside. So during class, I had it open and I forgot to close it right. So I accidently knocked it over and the projector's machine thing was in front of our table. Only a little bit of it got in the machine but it didn't do any damage. Thank God. It was kind of funny because later my friend Jennifer asked me if I spilled something because I kept coming in with paper towels. So basically, I embarrassed myself in class. I was pretty lucky to have a teacher and a t.a. that was so understanding. Crazy awesome.
So through all that crap. Today came along. Wow. Praise God. So I got to add English 1A. When I went to add it in the L building, the lady said that I had to get an English 900 class. So I got so lazy because I was walking around for the entire day. I met up with Allan and he had about 20 minutes to spare. So he accompanied me to the C building where the writing lab was. I asked them if they had any room for tomorrow, which is Friday. This guy looked at the schedule and he said from like 2 something to 3 something and I said that's perfect. So YES! It was funny cause I think he was new to it so he didn't know if he was suppose to give me the yellow paper. He asked this other guy who was in back of us, and the guy was like, "well what are you gonna do with it? nothing. so yeah. you give it to her." I felt bad for him, but it was one of those type of jokes that doesn't really hurt your feelings because it's like common sense and funny. Eh. Praise God.
The devil will never win. Like I always say.
Oh, and I like my English class. The teacher teaches a lot about Christian stuff and he's just totally like the students. Very chill and relaxed. Lord, I just want to pray for Prof. Bonar's right ear. He has an infection and I just pray that you take that away. Clear his ear so that he can hear Your calling, hear Your laughter, and cries. Let him hear what You called him to do. In Your name, I pray, Amen.
[yes, I know. his name is pretty funny. you immature people.]
Jas.
Monday, February 25, 2008
GET FAT.
FAT.
F - Faithful.
A - Availiable.
T - Teachable.
It's exactly what it says. There's no trick to it.
Let's become as faithful as He is! Amen!?
I'm availiable for all of you to talk to me! Dont be afraid and call! :)
Let's read the word of God everyday! It'll refresh your spirit!
Let's learn together and grow in the spirit together! Amen? ^_^
I want to get FAT. REALLY FAT.
Not physically though, I wouldnt be able to handle it.
But spiritually!
Love, Jasmine.
F - Faithful.
A - Availiable.
T - Teachable.
It's exactly what it says. There's no trick to it.
Let's become as faithful as He is! Amen!?
I'm availiable for all of you to talk to me! Dont be afraid and call! :)
Let's read the word of God everyday! It'll refresh your spirit!
Let's learn together and grow in the spirit together! Amen? ^_^
I want to get FAT. REALLY FAT.
Not physically though, I wouldnt be able to handle it.
But spiritually!
Love, Jasmine.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
YAY!
Ok so today was the first day of anatomy 25 class. I found out that a lot of my friends from before wanted to add and two of them was in the class. It was so funny and cool at the same time. I think only two of them got to actually get in. So during the break, the teacher did a lottery add in and the ones who wanted to add in was all in the front of the class. My friend Franco and I went to get something to eat/drink. He got a banana and I got coffee since I had chemistry later on during the day which I decided to drop because of 2A, being not sure and all. So I was praying really hard to God that they'd get in. When we came back, we went to our table and sat down. I asked one of the ones that wanted to add and he was all excited because before the lottery thing, he was all nervous and stuff cause he has bad luck with those kinda things. So he was all happy and he said that he and yvonne got in. I was like sooo happy! THANK GOD RIGHT? Now I have more of my friends in anatomy so I won't be so bored and confused. YAY!
p.s. STUDY GROUP! HAHAH<3
p.s. STUDY GROUP! HAHAH<3
Monday, February 18, 2008
God is Perfect
God, everyone has been saying to You that they want to be more like You. It's an easy desire to understand. I believe that we're asking You to help us be more like You, but I also think that they only know one part of why they want it. That one part is consist of many things, but it's only one whole part of why they want to be more like You, our Savior. They want to love people wholeheartedly, they want to be able to forgive wholeheartedly, they want to be more faithful and passionate like You. I don't know if people have thought of a deeper meaning of why they want to be more like You other than the reasons I stated just before this. So, God, do you want to hear why I want to be more like You?
We're all not perfect. I want to be more like God, You, so that I can understand more of what perfect really is in Your heart. God's heart. Perfect to us is very typical and simple. There are many definitions, it just depends on who we are inside and what we believe is perfect and we say it so easily. However, in God's heart, in His eyes, perfect is undefineable. I want to be more like Him so I can understand His definition of perfect. Also, so I can build my faith in Him through more of His love and His heart. If this was confusing, I'm sorry. You can try to read this over and over if you'd like. You can always AIM me, MSN me, or CALL me, or ask when you see me.
God is by far the only perfect thing I've encountered.
♥ jasmine
p.s. look at this, it's funny. http://thumb5.webshots.net/t/58/658/2/94/78/2491294780102168085qEgyfy_th.jpg
We're all not perfect. I want to be more like God, You, so that I can understand more of what perfect really is in Your heart. God's heart. Perfect to us is very typical and simple. There are many definitions, it just depends on who we are inside and what we believe is perfect and we say it so easily. However, in God's heart, in His eyes, perfect is undefineable. I want to be more like Him so I can understand His definition of perfect. Also, so I can build my faith in Him through more of His love and His heart. If this was confusing, I'm sorry. You can try to read this over and over if you'd like. You can always AIM me, MSN me, or CALL me, or ask when you see me.
God is by far the only perfect thing I've encountered.
♥ jasmine
p.s. look at this, it's funny. http://thumb5.webshots.net/t/58/658/2/94/78/2491294780102168085qEgyfy_th.jpg
Friday, February 15, 2008
That's What She Said
"That's what she said" - Kat.
A friend of mine notified me of this "fun" day early this week. I was really confused at first, but then I started to get it. I couldn't believe that there was actually a day like this. It cracked me up.
Today was boring. I couldn't say it to anyone because there was no one to say it to. My dad was busy, my grandma doesn't know English, and my mom wasn't home. No siblings. No friends. Yes. I'm a loner. I don't need to say it to God. He knows. He laughs. He smiles. He's beautiful that way. Physically however, I was alone, drained from the sickness of my family. Sigh.
I want to read the Bible. *opens it* Ah, I feel better. Yes. These words fill my heart. I really do feel it filling up my heart. They're so powerful. So serene, sitting on a blank piece of paper for all to read. All. There is no limit to that word. All means everything, everyone, living and breathing, who knows how to read and those who cant have a special way of reading so they still count. Hm, I wonder if Helen Keller ever read the Bible. Can anyone answer that? I'd like to know. n_n
I should take a shower. I just heard we might go eat later. What drag. I have to step out of the house for something unnecessary when we already have the source we need at home. Right here in our comfy little home. At least we have a home. Why not stay in it and only go out for necessessities? Did I spell that right? Ha. My vocabulary is fading. This isn't good. Not good at all.
*closes eyes* In Jesus' name, I will pass Chemistry 2A! In Jesus' name, my vocabulary wont fade away! Whoaaaa, that rhymed. Ok. I stop. I go. I shall blog at another random time. Wait for me. ----
-----Hold up. Did my uncle just leave? So we aren't going? Interesting. I told you eating out wasn't necessary! Ok. So I'm going to really stop because I'm beginning to bable. This is like nonsense in a way. Though I speak nonsense all the time when associating with my peers, on here, I'd like to talk about stuff that means much to me. I cant believe it has come down to me babling. *disappointed*
I'm Hungry. That's what she said. Like I said, nonsense.
A friend of mine notified me of this "fun" day early this week. I was really confused at first, but then I started to get it. I couldn't believe that there was actually a day like this. It cracked me up.
Today was boring. I couldn't say it to anyone because there was no one to say it to. My dad was busy, my grandma doesn't know English, and my mom wasn't home. No siblings. No friends. Yes. I'm a loner. I don't need to say it to God. He knows. He laughs. He smiles. He's beautiful that way. Physically however, I was alone, drained from the sickness of my family. Sigh.
I want to read the Bible. *opens it* Ah, I feel better. Yes. These words fill my heart. I really do feel it filling up my heart. They're so powerful. So serene, sitting on a blank piece of paper for all to read. All. There is no limit to that word. All means everything, everyone, living and breathing, who knows how to read and those who cant have a special way of reading so they still count. Hm, I wonder if Helen Keller ever read the Bible. Can anyone answer that? I'd like to know. n_n
I should take a shower. I just heard we might go eat later. What drag. I have to step out of the house for something unnecessary when we already have the source we need at home. Right here in our comfy little home. At least we have a home. Why not stay in it and only go out for necessessities? Did I spell that right? Ha. My vocabulary is fading. This isn't good. Not good at all.
*closes eyes* In Jesus' name, I will pass Chemistry 2A! In Jesus' name, my vocabulary wont fade away! Whoaaaa, that rhymed. Ok. I stop. I go. I shall blog at another random time. Wait for me. ----
-----Hold up. Did my uncle just leave? So we aren't going? Interesting. I told you eating out wasn't necessary! Ok. So I'm going to really stop because I'm beginning to bable. This is like nonsense in a way. Though I speak nonsense all the time when associating with my peers, on here, I'd like to talk about stuff that means much to me. I cant believe it has come down to me babling. *disappointed*
I'm Hungry. That's what she said. Like I said, nonsense.
Monday, February 11, 2008
Moola
Yesterday, before I went to church, my dad asked me if I had brought money with me. I really never considered bringing money to church anymore because I usually don't spend it. But that day, I decided to just take some money from my wallet ($5) and bring it with me. So before the sermon, Annie was talking about the whole consistancy of offering however much money to the church every week and how we were honoring those who have been doing that. It was crazy cause I actually brought money and I can contribute money. So after the sermon and everything, I went to contribute money into the box. I wasn't being forced to or anything and it wasn't the whole thought of getting more out of it (like anticipating something in return), I actually wanted to contribute to our financial needs as a church and I'm offering (basically) my earned profits to God to help us with what His heart desires; to grow as His bride. Well... when I got home, my dad told me that my uncle and aunt gave me money for Chinese New Years since I wasn't home and all. My uncle, well mostly his wife, gave me five dollars (not a lot but I was grateful; same amount I contributed too) and my other aunt gave me $100 dollars. YAY. I didn't expect it at all. I actually thought that she'd forgotten about me. (haha sort of) Then when my mom came home, she gave me double the money I contributed. I believe around 20 - 30 dollars worth; I think 20 dollars. This could be something to keep me in tact and keep me practicing for other things to come, like practicing to pray everyday or to read the Bible everyday. ^_____^ Thank you God for Your providance!
jaz
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jaz
www.nanisorejasypants.weebly.com
Go to doushite. that's where my blog is. ^^ YOU CAN COMMENT TOO. please do. haha :)
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Different
I have two things to discuss about.
1. Little cousin. She's been telling one of my friends (instead of telling me herself, face to face) that I'm annoying. Now that's weird. Way before, I thought she was annoying too, but I never said that to her or to anyone else. And now she has the nerve to say that to someone and not me? She said that I've changed. And boy did I laugh when I heard that. How in the world did I change? I've been the same Jasmine since I've starting to hang out with her. What makes me more irritated at that is that for this past Christmas, I gave her an mp3 player even though my dad got mad at me for it. I GAVE HER AN MP3 PLAYER. She even told me that she was going to cherish it, thanking me. I think she's the one that's changed. She's a sophomore in high school now. I mean, I know when you're a sophomore, you are immature and all and tend to get a bit cocky. But I'm her cousin! I just don't get it. I'm so nice to her. I think I'm expecting too much from her, though. Now, I'm starting to think that family is more important than friends, especially when it comes down to whose side you're on. When it comes to that, I don't think you should be neutral. I know you don't know what I'm talking about but that's fine. Different. I'm different? Can someone please tell me how I'm different from before? I guess I won't be talking to her any time soon. x____x
It hurts. Esp when it's from your most trusted family member.
2. My right hand. Something is wrong with it. I won't go into detail, but whenever I write it's so hard to keep it in focus because the pain starts to bother my heart, making it seem rather irritated and nervous at the same time. Ugh. Maybe it's from the stress (which I doubt).
jasypants.
1. Little cousin. She's been telling one of my friends (instead of telling me herself, face to face) that I'm annoying. Now that's weird. Way before, I thought she was annoying too, but I never said that to her or to anyone else. And now she has the nerve to say that to someone and not me? She said that I've changed. And boy did I laugh when I heard that. How in the world did I change? I've been the same Jasmine since I've starting to hang out with her. What makes me more irritated at that is that for this past Christmas, I gave her an mp3 player even though my dad got mad at me for it. I GAVE HER AN MP3 PLAYER. She even told me that she was going to cherish it, thanking me. I think she's the one that's changed. She's a sophomore in high school now. I mean, I know when you're a sophomore, you are immature and all and tend to get a bit cocky. But I'm her cousin! I just don't get it. I'm so nice to her. I think I'm expecting too much from her, though. Now, I'm starting to think that family is more important than friends, especially when it comes down to whose side you're on. When it comes to that, I don't think you should be neutral. I know you don't know what I'm talking about but that's fine. Different. I'm different? Can someone please tell me how I'm different from before? I guess I won't be talking to her any time soon. x____x
It hurts. Esp when it's from your most trusted family member.
2. My right hand. Something is wrong with it. I won't go into detail, but whenever I write it's so hard to keep it in focus because the pain starts to bother my heart, making it seem rather irritated and nervous at the same time. Ugh. Maybe it's from the stress (which I doubt).
jasypants.
Saturday, February 2, 2008
Proud
I know most of you might not have favor in my views on things such as this, but I'll tell you why I feel this way. Many people believe that after a couple of years or so, at most 10 years, a boy band would eventually die out and they'd continue their lives as if they've never been singers. This specific boy band however, I believe that they're as much like us but the only difference is that they're making a living as singers. It's something that's very hard to obtain. As I watched this video of their song, "Proud LIVE performance" I just feel like they've been working so hard since they've started. They've gotten so much better and they're very emotional. Not just them, however, but myself included. I feel like they're my friends even if I will never get to talk to them personally. A lot of singers will eventually act cocky, thinking that they're the "shit" and everything, especially the gils (ugh) and I'm just watching this thinking, "would I cry if I were on stage, with my best friends, singing such a touching song?" OF COURSE! These boys aren't just pretty. They are talented, hardworking, and very much like everyone else. Overtime, I've realized that they're very much talented, especially when dealing with their boss Lee Soo-Man. Proud is one of my favorite songs ever. I hope you guys like it too. There are more things I'd like to say about this kind of thing, but I think it's best if I leave that for later.
- Jasmine
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