Home - Ma Petite Piece!

I love my new little place! I love that...

1. It's uniquely turquoise and lime coloured;
2. I can sit on my bed and go on the internet without moving; cross-legged with just my t-shirt on and my nerdy glasses, I feel like a nerdy artsy. A cup of milk tea/steaming coffee would round the picture.
3. It's in the attic
4. I have a little nook at the end of my bed in which I can just hide and just read the Bible or another book.
5. The quietness is so pure.
6. I have privacy.
7. Chinese groveries and food are just a few feet away. Craving bbtea? No problem. A 5 minute walk will take me there and back. Who needs japanese when you have szechuan?
8. My neighborhood no uniform. It's tailor made. Among run-down house and Chinese street signs, there's uniqueness as opposed to the prep-house style of St. George & Bloor.

Will post up pics next week...after my LSATs.

Moved In

The internet's hooked up. My music is playing. There's a place to sleep and a nice wide path to walk to the door. I'm drinking a green tea red bean slushi. It's pouring rain outside. But I feel like I'm home, in this house.

For the first time in a long time, I am independent. Really independent. Paying for my own rent, buying my own groceries, moving my stuff. It was all a painful and rough experience, but I love it all the same. I'm 24, and finally I am free to do what I want to do, but also free to do what's right. I think about yesterday's gruelling packing, multiple trips back and forth and pure exhaustion. My muscle aches remind me that I'm alive and my body is unfortunately limited. But my fuel? No way. God gives me the energy to go all the way. Even while I carry loads of groceries back home from Kensington and Chinatown, I am reminded, and I am SO glad. I can't imagine how I would be like now, if I didn't survive with Jesus by my side.

For the first time, I was making meal choices for myself. Instinctually, I went for the things that Em and I would get or maybe what Anuska would want; out of nostalgy I got a little bit of both. How I wish you guys could see me now...today, was a tribute to all of you, even though both of you are not living with me anymore.

I love my room...this sharp turqoise with lime green trimmings around the wall and the door. God, did you carve this place out for me? What DON'T You give me? All the colors of the stuff go so well with this place. I could live here for more than 3 months. Maybe that's Your intentions...

So blessed, so loved and so grateful.

Have a bad day?

The Conservatives won the federal election! Despite all the party-bashing at the office, postulation of Steven Harper leading Canada to destruction, I know that won't be the case. It's not just about 'change'. It's not about right or left. It's about right and wrong. This nation was built on godly principles, and that's why it's blessed with resources. But its current state will only dwindle if we let Liberals take over.



Just finished watching Harry Potter - Goblet of Fire. I would say it's on par with the first one.

I know some people who have bad days for no reason. They just wake up and just surrender to the belief that they will have a bad day, and very expectedly, they do. They shouldn't be surpised; your mind controls the rest of your body. If you succumb to the negative mentality, your whole body prepares and expects it. Like preparing for an attack from a flu virus, your immune system prepares and expects the virus. Lending power to the belief that you're going to have a bad day only manifests it.

So like that, I refuse to wake up and allow myself to believe that it's going to be a bad day. God didn't make me defeatist in the way I live. He made me so that I may delight in Him and glorify His name. He made me to rejoice and have joy and gladness overflowing my heart. He made me and decided to have a relationship with me so that I would be victorious as a child of God. A relationship in which He swore to give me much and love me as I was. So that when I come across something that He gaves me, I rejoice all the more.

Lord, thanks for telling me my security pass was in the laundry bin. I would not have known to look in there had you not told me...what with all the moving clutter surrounding me.

Federal Election Day

It's the 23rd. Packing, rifling through past notes and essays and disgarding things. All that information, but how much of it have I retained or even used? I like to hoard things, especially information. But unused information is just useless.

The apartment is in semi-moving out mode. Opened suitcases, random objects and avalanches of clothes. Saturday is the big move-out day. I know I need not be stressed about it. Like all other great transitions in my life, it'll come and pass through. I'm holding onto the promises that God has sworn to me. LSATs, donship and job applications, cell group, everything.

How awesome it is to have my creator look after me. In Him I can trust, regardless of circumstances and obstacles I face. I triumph because He is all goodness and He has blessed me, despite all my faults. Despite the many times I have made a mistake. Thank you Jesus.

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Testing.