tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36774921987674202722012-02-16T22:57:49.497-08:00inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.comBlogger801100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-3835593891377078772012-02-15T12:07:00.001-08:002012-02-15T12:44:22.423-08:00

I wonder....So this girl I've been following on Tumblr spurred this thought.So she went on date with this guy that she really thought highly of.They met recently yet he is willing to drive from really far away to pick her up for a date.After looking for a place to have the date, they didn't really feel like going anywhereShe suggested on getting pizza and watch a movie at her house, which he was

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I am depressed. Okay?Not a post for self-pity. (I've caught myself and stopped myself from posting certain times)But I've made a big decision. Not to chase after this certain girl.And I've really come to realization that I have been building myself up.Gushing thoughts about how to treat her right, create a good family relationship, trust, be open.But I'm taking myself away and make myself

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-19838709886423421232012-02-06T20:12:00.000-08:002012-02-06T20:28:28.607-08:00

Today.... was just a day where the discussions I had hit so many of my hotspots.Dating-situations with 'guarding' the hearts both genders.To take that leap of faith, what is stopping me? Do I fear, making this decision?I'm too tired to word everything out, but....-Universal Lottery vrs. God, hm.-God doesn't want me to 'think my way' into heaven, a Christian needs to always rely on God-the Old

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-21199220545190478682012-02-03T11:13:00.000-08:002012-02-03T11:32:43.593-08:00

So I just found out that the house I am living in is going to be sold after next year.Most probable reason is because everybody (except for 2 people including me), are going to graduate after next year.And I've been aware of that for a while.Been thinking: "What's going to happen after next year, everybody's leaving!"I decided I didn't need to worry about the future so much.But I still hoped that

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-22642308339191882772012-02-02T10:14:00.000-08:002012-02-02T10:16:40.115-08:00

Carpe diem.I've been internalizing it and using it more and more.Lately, it's what gets me not jump away from wallowing in cynical thoughts.Thanks.

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-1456959246957102022012-01-31T14:53:00.000-08:002012-01-31T15:03:03.462-08:00

Does my transparency help people?I would like it to be so, but I know that sometimes I do fog it up.Only because I want people to at least try and wipe it.And sometimes they don't, leaving the fog.Anyhow.... I like being naturally transparent.Much easier to live with myself that way.

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-13723698082810068582012-01-30T17:17:00.001-08:002012-02-05T12:05:51.020-08:00

http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=10150578168034521My housemates. (you can see the Risk game is still up)EDIT: The cameraman was most likely doing his awkward pelvic thrusts to the music, explains a lot eh?EDIT: Naw, he actually wasn't, but I'll pretend.

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-29186626293041380432012-01-30T08:56:00.000-08:002012-01-30T09:00:07.472-08:00

Stayed out of my lonesome shell called bedroom.Played Risk for the first time, instead of doing my essay.Finished it this morning, and conversed strategies with Beth for our next Risk moves.It's nice to live in the same house so that we can leave our board games untouched till next time we are free.So what did I need for that boost of motivation?I don't know, but I made myself a large dish of

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-67701337360682714402012-01-29T12:11:00.000-08:002012-01-29T12:26:40.066-08:00

I need to remind myself that I do not need to get high on life.No illegal drugs needed, no smoking is needed, nor successful one night stands.I'm freaking sitting in a stuffy living room, knowingly surrounding myself with dull white wall with cracked edges, and a bunch of people around carrying on with their life.I can sit here reading manga and playing flash games all I want, but think about why

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-35221117874251096112012-01-28T21:23:00.000-08:002012-01-28T21:45:54.134-08:00

Ugh, I lost the momentum!I feel like I've tripped, and now I am trying keep going at the same pace.Except now I am on all fours, not being able to keep my head up and see properly.

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-25281603287563466032012-01-21T22:12:00.000-08:002012-01-21T22:23:12.367-08:00

Not blogging for a while, and I foresee the same situation to continue.Everything's going smoothly, with oncoming shadows gathering and circling around me.I found a dolphin, and is aware that the next one can be a shark.Sometimes I eat my fries with ketchup, and wash my hands to notice my open cuts.Am I to run away? Or instead of flight, fight is the answer?I'm in the category of freezing up, not

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-38211425069799482852012-01-09T12:46:00.000-08:002012-01-09T12:50:02.479-08:00

Adults are never really TOLD what to do. And these adults have to make decisions for themselves. Only children are told what to do and NEED to oblige. It works and…. I am actually not sure why. Maybe it is because by the time a person is an adult, they have grown up and (hopefully) have experience + used those experiences to build up who they are. Read that again. That’s my current

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-74457438874261027372012-01-07T20:43:00.000-08:002012-01-07T20:44:23.417-08:00

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-48407580877790065522012-01-07T14:55:00.000-08:002012-01-07T15:00:30.582-08:00

Start studying outside my room. That's what I'm gonna do.Usually I like the safety of my room.Stretching however I want without stares.Start doing a little dance whenever I feel like it.Just sit there and zone out like nobody's business.But now, I'm doing it again.I did the first time today, and I hope to see me doing it again.Oh, and everybody was confused. It was enjoyable seeing them

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-17896987735457268722012-01-02T20:42:00.000-08:002012-01-02T20:51:53.454-08:00

I've never went anywhere for a vacation.No Florida.Not even back to HK.No, no USA either.Dude, but I'm a totally taking a vacation at home.I mean, this is what it means: to relax and just be lazy. Right?Well, back to 'work' I go. Work hard, and make myself feel 'more' deserving to sit back.

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-43906493043438130902012-01-02T08:28:00.000-08:002012-01-02T08:30:39.850-08:00

But why am I gushing from watching Toby and Helvetica getting together in The Wishing Rock?Ugggh so cute.

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-88517414123497855592011-12-31T11:42:00.000-08:002011-12-31T17:01:55.904-08:00

Being drunk for the first time was a pretty.... big experience that I had looked forward to.I didn't plan on puking, nor keep repeating "I'm not drunk, really."But things happened.First how much did I drink....-a shot at the start with everybody-my first beer, ever-mixed some drinks (2 shots of flavoured vodka and 1 shot of pop), a cup full-then I saw a different shiny beer bottle, so that got

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-dislike-

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My first party tonight. Let's see how it goes.I can foresee it not being as eventful as what my vivid imagination shows.But hey, I've been always wondering how I'd perform under a party situation. Let's go.- - - - -http://togetherforjacksoncountykids.tumblr.com/I wonder if I can take a year off (maybe half) to just let everything sit, and just sort everything out.

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-26620431273888205502011-12-27T09:34:00.000-08:002011-12-27T10:07:36.149-08:00

I can play Zelda: Ocarina of Time for thiiiiiiiis long, but I pay only so much attention in my real life.I like pretending as if I was in Hyrule being in an adventure that I've performed years ago.It's like as if I am tired of trying to do things I'm not ready.Like getting my Dad to actually go for his surgery, which he avoids talking about and when he does it's not his problem, and he doesn't

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-62405968947639147722011-12-26T09:46:00.000-08:002011-12-26T09:51:51.788-08:00

Does this say something disappointing about myself?Nothing I really want to do in the future.Travelling? Sure....Do some certain something out of the ordinary? Actually, there are somethings I like to do.Okay, nevermind, I have at least 1 and 1/2 item to put on my bucketlist. Woot.

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-31657385938288714942011-12-12T21:19:00.000-08:002011-12-12T21:26:48.395-08:00

That is the conclusion I have made tonight.Mind that it is not the final conclusion I make, but I actually found the biblical reference that backs that up.I dunno now.... I really need to think about this whole Christian thing.Like my mind is pretty set on thinking about how unfair God is.But on the other hand, how can I say how unfair perfection is?God 'supposedly' made us all, so "how can the

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-12269121321288249572011-12-11T20:01:00.000-08:002011-12-11T20:48:45.946-08:00

Today, was quite the awesome fricken everything-went-perfect day.Well, perfect for me usually means that I've overlooked something.*sigh*So like if I start talking.... never mind, too late. I saw what was imperfect.Anyway, so my day started off with me waking up around 10:30am because our house had our Christmas party last night.They saved me some left-overs for when I came back after my Social

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-81542163276686515182011-12-05T14:49:00.001-08:002011-12-05T15:00:54.639-08:00

Need to take a break, keep my mental stress down.-I realized that Jared and my Mom are very similar, except for 1 big thing. I don't exactly trust Jared. And that it's actually the same with my Mom, cause if I wasn't related to my Mom, I would have a hard time trusting her.Jared is a smart guy, but he is noticeably doing things for his own benefit. You know that post with how he was selling me

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-36685303075495489542011-12-01T14:10:00.000-08:002011-12-01T14:31:19.578-08:00

BFCV 864970 971BJSY 762BEWC 837I finally got to feel inspired today!No no, more than that. It's a combination of inspiration, and the feeling of putting it into action.Guess what the first 4 lines are!They are....license plate numbers.I saw them on the way back home after my Psychology class.We learned about our memory and how we forget things.Well now, I am quite interested in improving my

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-46656704338206567332011-11-29T19:59:00.000-08:002011-11-29T20:12:11.088-08:00

My friend Jared, just bought a new XBox 360, wants to sell his old one to me.I expected him to asked me several months ago, but he never got around buy one, until this weekend.I already decided ahead of time, that I didn't need it. (even though I did want it)He finally asks, and brings me to Ebay to look at prices.I had second thoughts and.... ugh, long story short, he was trying to get as much

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-1224625495823449702011-11-27T18:06:00.000-08:002011-11-27T19:07:43.701-08:00

1. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iIbMXZPVrP82. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FJMazAXyV8w&feature=relmfuJust bad memories.#1 was what I saw myself doing.#2 was what I foresaw myself doing to escape.Grew up thinking that way.And what am I now?I don't really know.All I know that my head hurts.No amount of sleep or playing games help.I sometimes only have syringes on my mind.

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-15489557287228344512011-11-19T18:13:00.000-08:002011-11-19T18:21:05.719-08:00

Can you question Jesus’ Divinity? Marco Cheng Gerolami, Natasha RLST 1106EL 01 November 16th,2011 0262929 What does it mean to be divine? A dictionary definition is: godlike, characteristic of or befitting a deity. And this definition should be questioned before accepting Jesus as your personal savior and lord, as this whole idea of humans being created to worship God

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-56972887689108111002011-11-14T08:22:00.000-08:002011-11-14T09:16:46.670-08:00

Ninjask:1. Extreme Speed2. Shadow Ball3. Camouflage4. Sleep PowderFor Reconnaissance Missions.Usually sent out first to scout. (equipped with Camouflage)Can engage in light battle.Combinations:-Extreme Speed + Shadow Ball: By shooting a Shadow Ball in another direction while using Extreme Speed in the opposing direction, it can confuse the opponent momentarily. Ninjask can use this time to escape

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Ahaha, I overhead that from the family from next door.The mom was trying to get the kid to ride her bike by herself.- - - - -I'm about a day off from doing 2 weeks of no gaming, and it's doing wonders.To be honest, my youtube time has gone up a lot, but I've been doing my best to know when to stop.Oh, and also looking through Tumblr. But there are certain people I like reading about, like

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-59027766500869332042011-11-07T21:31:00.000-08:002011-11-08T22:14:18.055-08:00

Eyyyy! Just did my no video games for a WEEK!And now tonight, I shall dine marvelously to make up lost time.Well that was the route that I would usually take of, but that's not really making use of this whole week.Thought about if I could keep this up until Christmas, but that's quite a while away.Talked about it with my men's cell today and we....[I stopped typing yesterday and I'm just going to

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-13570284286490482972011-11-04T22:05:00.000-07:002011-11-04T22:29:42.465-07:00

This person I've seen around, walking around putting up the 'everything is okay' mask.But all I see, is the persona of a person wanting attention.But in my limited eyes, I can't see the fine line between Wanting and NEEDING attention.This guy, sounds homosexual, acts like a weeaboo, nothing I want to be like, unpopular, walking around with a blindfold on.What is with him and letting other people

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-32005894961251717552011-11-02T07:21:00.000-07:002011-11-02T09:44:57.767-07:00

What's with the posts talking about my lonely sex life?It's so awkward and there's not really anything I want to say about it.Haha, whether or not you think this, I'm somewhat glad.You know whyyy?Cause that actually proves (at the moment) that I am still blogging for myself.It ain't just about writing things up that seems appropriate to the public.My recent posts doesn't have me wording my

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-5188471987806563072011-10-31T19:29:00.000-07:002011-10-31T19:47:22.832-07:00

Cutting back, and hoping that along the way I be able to see myself.Cause right now, I feel that I am so saturated with gaming that I can't see myself properly.Trying for:NO GAMING for a week.And I didn't think about it when I decided that, but that should also mean NO MANGA.But wouldn't that just make me feel an abnormal amount of stress? So NO JACKING OFF.Wait, I'd probably get depressed and

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-36997256092252012011-10-25T20:56:00.000-07:002011-10-25T21:04:46.338-07:00

Out of the people who have hurt me, I probably hurt myself the most.I'm thinking about the possibility for myself to turn that around.So after my little argument about getting up and doing something today.I did!I jumped up and ran through my syllabuses and started reading up on my Research Methods which I am got a 55% on my paper, and who knows what on my mid-term.I am planning to start writing

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-58295070261258827022011-10-25T14:42:00.000-07:002011-10-25T14:51:16.576-07:00

Fuel.... wood, emotions, a goal, survival, adrenaline....Ask them a question.Good people say: "Because that's what I feel like I should be doing."Certain religious people say: "Because it's what I am called to do."What do I say?I say both what good people say, and certain religious people say.But I ain't good nor am I religious.It's like....I just realized I've been running on empty for so

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-65885842486261092632011-10-24T20:12:00.000-07:002011-10-24T21:00:39.925-07:00

Okay, I am serious.Meaning that, this is going to about a (or another) serious topic.Note that no quotations are around the word serious.I, have what many other people consider a pornography addiction.Boom, first thing that comes to mind is how admitting this to my blog publicly will affect my standing in people's eyes.Well.... I can worry, but it would be unwise to get caught up in it.- - - - -

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-67606479880069776902011-10-24T14:32:00.000-07:002011-10-24T14:33:51.049-07:00

Comments and answers are welcomed below.

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My birthday last weekend.Well let's just say there's a first time for everything.First time celebrating my birthday on the day of my birthday, with people other than my family.First time I drank alcohol.First time feeling happy because I was the center of attention for the anniversary of my birth.I wanted to tell myself, that my birthday should be thought of as an ordinary day.It would be nothing

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-9436573317233651362011-10-14T20:48:00.000-07:002011-10-14T21:53:09.063-07:00

Well, I'm thinking about a list off things I want to say.i) I thought about doing drugs at least once in my life because my experiences held back by the norm.I still want to. I know somebody who has this really good smelling kind. And I want to know how it feels like being high.BUT, I see something else even more rewarding. People say that peer pressure and it's easy to be persuaded into doing

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-76528886488709162182011-10-09T23:37:00.000-07:002011-10-09T23:44:45.164-07:00

Notes:-played splinter cell till 5am, woke up and played more splinter cell-didn't come back home for Thanksgiving, stayed at Alder alone, tolerating loneliness, went grocery shopping, went to a party, didn't expect to come into a room with everybody ask me if I wanted to smoke weed, came back home normal and sober-played Topspin (tennis game) with Jared, polishing up our skills and revamping our

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-53001464649588924362011-10-03T18:16:00.000-07:002011-10-03T18:41:04.821-07:00

I don't want to say it out loud.But I felt broken.Actually, I am still broken.My expectations broke.My expectations about a potential.And really, my expectations of myself.The passion that once burned is now just ashes of my scribbly notes.I see them but acknowledge that they are just things of my past.Maybe I can be a little phoenix chick, coming out of the ashes.Hopefully I can be brave enough

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-28629794967842395412011-10-01T20:44:00.000-07:002011-10-01T21:51:11.112-07:00

First thought: Not much.After thought: Daaang. *sore body*While the 50 black belts were doing their kata (karate choreography), everybody had to follow along including me.So I learned a bit of that.Had some subway for lunch, along with the leftovers I brought home for my housemates.Then a banquet.Where there was lots of food, talking, and congratulations.And obviously that is not (never is) what

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-7988603476319248432011-09-29T17:21:00.001-07:002011-09-29T17:25:13.164-07:00

Have you had spicy mash potatoes before?Nor have I.So I'ma going to make some.Have you had sour mash potatoes before?HohoHOO! Nor have I.Thinking that sour apples might do the trick.I am learning the magic of spices.Mmm, oh yaaa.Onion soup? Mmm.Most amazing soup I've made?Not only! It's the only soup I have made.Next up, Apple soup.Cause I have apples in the fridge that I don't want to eat.XDOh

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-51783236203880790472011-09-24T21:01:00.000-07:002011-09-24T21:02:16.809-07:00

and I'm scared to admit it properly.

inumarcohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17198722111103103485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677492198767420272.post-62772884318987758152011-09-23T22:18:00.002-07:002011-09-23T22:54:01.643-07:00

I couldn’t breathe on this bus.No, not because the bus stunk…. even though it probably did and I didn’t take notice.But I was suffocating. Suffocating for all the things I saw around me.Not that the people were horrible, but the mother was mistreating her kids, the retarded guy was being verbally abused, the bus driver getting furious at the guy’s stuttering, the fat girl laughing and pointing,

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It is actually, going really well.(well there is always one or two small things.... depends on what I call 'small' I guess.)But yeah, life is good.I've settled into my room.Learning to get along with my housemates.Waking up early for busing to classes.Reading my books beforehand.(hope that keeps up)My new 'autoseal' mug is AWESOME.Karate is really training my body (+ walking posture, XD).I can

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I never would have realized certain things about people.So now I am back in Sudbury.New house, new school year.Friendly floormates, and environment!I got Skype today, and had an legit life-changing conversation.And this person ain't even near being a close friend.And well, maybe we will never be, but I am so thankful for that one paragraph.I really want to hear what God wants to say to me about

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Today....No, this past while, things have been going unexpectedly well. My first time having a day long text message conversation with Senen (girl I met from VBC).She wanted to talk and it somehow got into hanging out at Pmall.Of course I know that it is suspicious for a guy and girl to hang out alone together.We actually talked about this being too awkward before, and I guess I put it out there

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How about being like Yoh from Shaman King?So laid back, no worries about what he can't control.I could be like that!To not worry about all the 'what ifs'!A way of playing mahjong or poker and not get frustrated with bad draws.Just do your best with whatever you got. BUT, does that mean I can just let myself forget whatever I want?No.... you should still reflect on what has happened.Or else your

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Think about the days where I was alone.Those times where I told myself to be strong.To be a MAN. To sit and observe like a statue.And go home where I was walked around on a leash.Until I ripped it off and glazed everything over. Then came my pride, my TV, my pleasure.But no people. No friends. No people to talk to. I've changed now!I'm surrounded by people who have actually listened to me. But

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Haha. I see my limits and has an idea where I am at.There is not even a need to detail what aspects I am lacking in. Still, that does not mean I will give up.Growing stronger can always be a goal.How about the thing in me, that just wants to give up?I mean, giving up on life is so easy in comparison to living after seeing how easy giving up is.Like seriously, I get so confused asking myself what

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Woke up early. Bused to church.Arrived and got talk with VBC people before service.Sammi wanted to sit with me, so it's been a while since I've sat with people during service.Josh Yao decided to sit with me today (probably because today was the only time I didn't sit in the very front), so I got to seriously talk with him for the first time.Talked about softball and our priorities with being too

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so so tired.So many things happening around me. Car crash happened right in front of me today.Along with a police chase while going home. Talking with people, compared to talking to people while being tired has a big difference. People I want to talk to but because of certain circumstances, it feels like it cannot ever work out. I do want to be grateful for how great VBC is going. Last thing on

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but I haven't collapsed at 10pm today. pop pop pop-kids + (assistant) crew leaders went to indoor beach yesterday-left the rest of the volunteers except for Jerry at church-we played team-building games which were INTENSE (getting 20-ish people over a ribbon that's taller than me without breaking it. Omg, we succeeded and totally started trusting each other)-I caught a lot of girls today. I saw

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and I'm dead tired. I am a GM this year, which means my role is to be like a janitor.Which translates to 'do whatever other people don't want to do'.And draws darn close to the term 'GM abuse'. Instead of being part of the group leaders, Collin decided that I was better suited for GM work.I pretty much took it on myself to look after whatever I could handle.Therefore I am looking after kids other

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Why do these kind of things happen?Was it because of God? Something within his plan?Or was it because I just was horrible at portraying emotions?Or maybe both?But in the end, things worked out.I don't know why I don't feel anything.Things just felt like.... it happened as planned.The last minute change of the script.From talking for 2 pages worth of script, to non-existence.I should have felt

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What is stopping me from believing?Asked a stranger sitting with his laptop.Beside him, I sat and repeated:What is stopping ME from believing....?I opened up, he took in.He proclaimed, I hesitate.Boom, another stranger drops in.She joins in, listening.What is STOPPING me from believing?Proof? Miracles?People? Christians?Brainwash? Lack of prayer?I scatter my thoughts at possibilities.The proof?

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http://www.gotquestions.org/salvation-doubt.html

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First off, I got disqualified in the preliminaries.Got home late, update later.- - - - -It went like....Jason Lum telling me that I should go to this event with him.I was free after church, so I asked for ride. Ride happened.Had pizza along with a warm-up session at the plaza.Jason drove his family and I to downtown while I had a power nap in the car.Waited there for a while since we were early,

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My heart's pounding from thinking.I feel the cold sweat ready to anticipate challenges.It's always a strange feeling for me.When there is something important to do, other things I want to do pops up.A struggle between shoulds and wants.There's also the people around me.Sometimes I see a person as the 1 out 100.And then suddenly, I meet the 2nd person out of the next 100.I could take it as 'The

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I was waiting for my bus after having dinner with my softball team (for our 2 victories).The weather was nice, so I do what I do best when I'm alone.Dance. Some call it being retarded, but I call it dance.I notice a guy standing across the street staring. I continue.He stands there for 2-3 lights, where he obviously had enough time to cross. He must be waiting for a bus.Then he makes his way over

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A question that has not risen for some time.Why are you still living?What is my answer now?More importantly, how strong is my will?

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Companions.[kuhm-pan-yuhn]-nouna person who is frequently in the company of, associates with, or accompanies anotherI want more.I want quantity.I want infinite amount.And it want it perfect, painless, and if allowed, shiny.But.What if.It wouldn't be as great and marvelous as I imagine?What if.I look back and see what I let go of.And realized what I took for granted.But.So what.I have no concept

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I don't feel like there is a point in being a certain way.My aim was be one of the very best person, once upon a time.The resolve of a lion, to not falter from any pain.To bring justice into the world, was my fate.Now I sit back, heart frozen in the prime of my life.I murmur, is there even a point in being good?It gives me a sense of righteousness and superiority.But the taste of pleasure....Oh,

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I thought to myself:I wish all the girls would come up to me and go Daaamn.

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Freaks out when I lose Mom in the supermarket.Still happens. Except with a poker face.

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Rollerbladed for 1.5 hours to softball practice, one and half hours.Blisters were a given, but well worth it.Cause I didn't know how to rollerblade before, haha, what a fast learner.Seeing relatives for the first time in years makes me want to see them more.The wedding, was quite.... interesting. Because I made it so.It was no doubt, can be easily called boring.Not knowing anybody.That was the

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And say that I am satisfied.One of my oldest goals in life was to find my soul mate.Well I am attending my first wedding, and yet I have a feeling that it will not be as fulfilling as I thought it was.I've prepared myself to hold back my feelings, but the whole point of that was for freedom.There's no initiative, no feelings of success.My goal at the moment....I can't say one, without feeling

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Weekend:Saturday/-first softball game and first win of the season-all 3 bases broke because of intense running (and bad pegging)-university BBQ had some quack games (Pterodactyl + Question game)Sunday/-didn't get to teach Sunday school cause I spent half of it in the washroom with an upset stomach (pre-game butterflies)-decided to bus to the game, I ended up waiting at the bus stop for 40 minutes

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EDIT: Why am I so freaking angry? Like anything becomes an annoyance, and all that's left of me is red fumes. And it's only vocabulary is fuck. That's a pretty clear sign that I need to do something.- - - - -I thought I was very happy today.But whenever I see my Dad when he comes home from work.... ugh, I still have my 'go away, go go go'.Talks to me with him mouth full, asking me if I want some.

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Wow, I don't know if it's because my softball team won every game so far. But yesterday was such a happy day.Post more later, exhausted.

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Sitting there, fetal position, starfish, upside down, buddha position.All useless positions to make me fall asleep.What is happening this time?Not overloading thoughts. Not excitement for an upcoming event.Guilt.It is so weird....I am usually the one that is guiltLESS.I mean, I do not have to hide much. (some people may say that it is because I cannot hide anything)But I refrain from any lying,

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Another round of young children at Koolschool.Uncontrollable, disrespectful, ignorant....Not a good day.Last week's program had to be cancelled due to bad behaviour, and they did not learn their lesson this week?Maaan, for the first time, anger came out due to frustration.After my scolding, no more kids messed around.Nope, not really.They just didn't come near me.Came home and let out all my

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Oh yeah, finally.More like hip hop session in general. (ahhh whoops, I meant Hip Hop)Boogaloo, locking, bboying.Got to downtown with Jason Lum, so I actually got to know him.Can't hold a good conversation with him, we just think too differently.Wondering if I will skip softball practice for sessioning.Oh, starting a bit of boogaloo.Back to the basics, fresno.

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I am sick.And realized that I am forcing myself to try being christian.No, no no.I cannot. Cause if I do, I know that I will change my mind in the future.There was actually 2-3 months last year, where I was sure that getting baptized was the way to go.Look at where I am now, way off track.It is like, running as a spectator while everybody else is on the race track.I am happy when I see couples

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I was presented with a new way of seeing a (biblical) law.Maybe not exactly new, but the perspective was so separate. I wouldn't encounter this way of seeing things if I stayed within my own shell.Opened-mindedness. (^.^)News....like how I am now a General Manager for my church's summer camp.And I got to church by driving.Lately, the things I talk with people have so little small talk.Feels real

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Having my first in-car lesson today.Holding down the uncomfortable I'M GOING TO DIE feeling.EDIT:Driving is TOO EASY.lol, kidddding. But really, my confidence went up a notch.80km/hr down 16th on my first lesson? Look at my skills.

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Material-wise, I can't say that I love shopping though sometimes I convince myself otherwise. -inserts list of possibilities- There is a short repetitive list of the things I desire. Hm, the feeling of needing it new. Not on my health record, but I may (not even joking) have ADD, which could explain why I stare at the scenery while the car's moving.

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My own peace of mind.Hopefully it won't be as extreme as the manga.Yes, Holyland as in the one on paper.- - - - -I removed my blog on half a whim, and half a reason.[Instinctive] was.... not the way I originally planned it to be.Worldly.Hypocritical.Childish.Attention-seeking.And.... these traits may not change.What did happen, was that I enjoyed the light tone of things.Saying things because I

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