Lopez. Britt. Ong. Mendoza. These are the Ongs.
28.12.09
19.12.09
Day 89: Home
It's where the heart is, right?
At least that's what "Beauty and the Beast" on Broadway tells me.
Tomorrow I'll be going home for 3 weeks of blissful wasting away. Hoping to find some snow along the way. Maybe even an Asian party or two or three. Secret Santas and other secretive activities.
Christmas. Then New Years. Wow, 2010.
I say this every year, but WHERE DID 2009 GO?! (sidenote: there's a special punctuation mark that combine ? and ! called the interrobang) I feel there's still so much I've yet to accomplish. How can a WHOLE YEAR be over already? Though looking back, a lot went on. Not going into any great detail or staining and splotching my heart all over this page. Screen. Whatever. But looking back there's been a lot of growth.
Cheers to growth. Salud. Dinero. Amor.
At least that's what "Beauty and the Beast" on Broadway tells me.
Tomorrow I'll be going home for 3 weeks of blissful wasting away. Hoping to find some snow along the way. Maybe even an Asian party or two or three. Secret Santas and other secretive activities.
Christmas. Then New Years. Wow, 2010.
I say this every year, but WHERE DID 2009 GO?! (sidenote: there's a special punctuation mark that combine ? and ! called the interrobang) I feel there's still so much I've yet to accomplish. How can a WHOLE YEAR be over already? Though looking back, a lot went on. Not going into any great detail or staining and splotching my heart all over this page. Screen. Whatever. But looking back there's been a lot of growth.
Cheers to growth. Salud. Dinero. Amor.
14.12.09
3.12.09
Day 87: Use your words, please.
I'm using my words today. And those of another too. This is probably the most thought I've put into one of these things since... I can't even remember. It's been a while. Pictures were just so easy though! Back to the point.
Fall semester is drawing to a close. While this in itself is a joy, I came across something much greater today. Before school had started this year, I picked up, or rather had been forcefully loaned, the novel Eat, Pray, Love by E. Gilbert. At the time it was completely amazing. In a nutshell the book is split into 3 major sectors. One on pleasure, one on devotion, and one on balance. Each book took place in Italy, India, and Indonesia respectively. Basically this woman drops everything in order to search for everything. Before going any further, I'd like to say that both genders would enjoy this book. Don't be deterred by the title my male friends! Or by the touchy-feely sound of it. Just read it, okay?
Anyways. Back to the point. At the point of two weeks before school began, the book was amazing (as it still is). But then I went off to school. Of course I got caught up in the workload of a sophomore nursing student, the new job, a social life?, and band, band, and more band. Don't get me wrong, I love band, but I'm glad I'm off the hook now (home for holidays...). So naturally I stopped the reading of said amazing novel about a third of the way through. Actually 3 pages short of a third as I discovered today.
Today I walked to the Union. Might I add in the snow. Snow gets really old really fast but there's still something special about those first floating falls.
Back to the point. I walked to the Union where there are various lobbies. I found an armchair and quite literally curled up in it.
And read a book OF MY OWN CHOOSING for an hour. You have no idea how good it felt. Actually you probably do. So I guess share in my happiness and dance.
Back to the greater point. So much has happened this semester. I'm not the same person as I was when I put down the novel back in August. It's a funny thing picking up a book and remembering where you left off. Remembering where you were so many months ago and reading some of the same words of the novel and being able to reflect on them differently because you're different. If I could more coherently organize these thoughts into a beautiful, elegant post I would. But I have finals in a week, a lab practical in 6 days, and a quiz tomorrow among other things and life. So I'll leave you with something beautiful and elegant from Eat, Pray, Love.
...author currently in India. Pursuit of devotion. Discussion of Yoga and those who follow the original practices which neither compete nor preclude any religion...
"The Yogis, however, say that human discontentment is a simple case of mistaken identity. We're miserable because we think that we are mere individuals, alone with our fears and flaws and resentments and mortality. We wrongly believe that our limited little egos constitute our whole entire nature. We have failed to recognize our deeper divine character. We don't realize that, somewhere within us all, there does exist a supreme Self who is eternally at peace. That supreme Self is our true identity, universal and divine. Before you realize this truth, say the Yogis, you will always be in despair, a notion nicely expressed in this exasperated line from the Greek stoic philosopher Epictetus: 'You bear God within you, poor wretch, and know it not.' "
E. Gilbert
That's why I like this book. It connects me. Not within myself. But to that larger energy. Of the world I suppose.
Fall semester is drawing to a close. While this in itself is a joy, I came across something much greater today. Before school had started this year, I picked up, or rather had been forcefully loaned, the novel Eat, Pray, Love by E. Gilbert. At the time it was completely amazing. In a nutshell the book is split into 3 major sectors. One on pleasure, one on devotion, and one on balance. Each book took place in Italy, India, and Indonesia respectively. Basically this woman drops everything in order to search for everything. Before going any further, I'd like to say that both genders would enjoy this book. Don't be deterred by the title my male friends! Or by the touchy-feely sound of it. Just read it, okay?
Anyways. Back to the point. At the point of two weeks before school began, the book was amazing (as it still is). But then I went off to school. Of course I got caught up in the workload of a sophomore nursing student, the new job, a social life?, and band, band, and more band. Don't get me wrong, I love band, but I'm glad I'm off the hook now (home for holidays...). So naturally I stopped the reading of said amazing novel about a third of the way through. Actually 3 pages short of a third as I discovered today.
Today I walked to the Union. Might I add in the snow. Snow gets really old really fast but there's still something special about those first floating falls.
Back to the point. I walked to the Union where there are various lobbies. I found an armchair and quite literally curled up in it.
And read a book OF MY OWN CHOOSING for an hour. You have no idea how good it felt. Actually you probably do. So I guess share in my happiness and dance.
Back to the greater point. So much has happened this semester. I'm not the same person as I was when I put down the novel back in August. It's a funny thing picking up a book and remembering where you left off. Remembering where you were so many months ago and reading some of the same words of the novel and being able to reflect on them differently because you're different. If I could more coherently organize these thoughts into a beautiful, elegant post I would. But I have finals in a week, a lab practical in 6 days, and a quiz tomorrow among other things and life. So I'll leave you with something beautiful and elegant from Eat, Pray, Love.
...author currently in India. Pursuit of devotion. Discussion of Yoga and those who follow the original practices which neither compete nor preclude any religion...
"The Yogis, however, say that human discontentment is a simple case of mistaken identity. We're miserable because we think that we are mere individuals, alone with our fears and flaws and resentments and mortality. We wrongly believe that our limited little egos constitute our whole entire nature. We have failed to recognize our deeper divine character. We don't realize that, somewhere within us all, there does exist a supreme Self who is eternally at peace. That supreme Self is our true identity, universal and divine. Before you realize this truth, say the Yogis, you will always be in despair, a notion nicely expressed in this exasperated line from the Greek stoic philosopher Epictetus: 'You bear God within you, poor wretch, and know it not.' "
E. Gilbert
That's why I like this book. It connects me. Not within myself. But to that larger energy. Of the world I suppose.
14.11.09
Day 86: It's been too long.
It's not that I've been too depressed to notice life.
Or that I've not had time to describe said life.
I've been slacking. But that's one of the greater joys in life. Occasional slacking keeps me happy. Yeah, let's go with that.
24.10.09
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17.10.09
Day 83: Never Thought I'd See the Day
Purdue football?! What?!?
This isn't the football team in case there was confusion.
This isn't the football team in case there was confusion.
14.10.09
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27.9.09
Day 76: Electric...
Lights
and
Light Orchestra
and
slides
and
emotion.
This is not really the point. But it's a good song.
and
Light Orchestra
and
slides
and
emotion.
This is not really the point. But it's a good song.
25.9.09
24.9.09
23.9.09
Day 73: What else, MIKA!
This song is what would happen if Michael Jackson and Mika were merged into one person.
"I wanna be your brother, wanna be your father too
Never make you run for cover even if they want us to
I wanna be your sister, wanna be your mother too
I wanna be wanna be
Whatever else that touches you"
I should mention that the merger has to do with the style of music, not the touching part...
Too bad no one's posted the music up yet.
"I wanna be your brother, wanna be your father too
Never make you run for cover even if they want us to
I wanna be your sister, wanna be your mother too
I wanna be wanna be
Whatever else that touches you"
I should mention that the merger has to do with the style of music, not the touching part...
Too bad no one's posted the music up yet.
22.9.09
Day 72: The Boy Who Knew Too Much
Not actually on the new album...but whatever.
Here's an actual song:
Here's an actual song:
21.9.09
Day 71: The Mika Countdown
1 1/2 hours until "We Are Golden" hits America. Chyeahhhhh.
Here's one of the new songs in not so great quality.
Here's one of the new songs in not so great quality.
20.9.09
18.9.09
Day 69: Christmas ALL OF THE TIME
Chyeah!
The snowman's shaping up to be an eight
But NOT out of ten.
The robots await to find that they've been taped down wondering when
They'll break through these chains.
Little boys have action toys for brains.
(I'm living proof it can last a long time).
Click me!
The snowman's shaping up to be an eight
But NOT out of ten.
The robots await to find that they've been taped down wondering when
They'll break through these chains.
Little boys have action toys for brains.
(I'm living proof it can last a long time).
Click me!
17.9.09
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11.9.09
Day 64: Bacon, ice cream, fried chicken
115 years old. On that diet. Props to you, Gertrude Baines. You keep telling 'em your bacon isn't crispy enough.
10.9.09
Day 63: Chameleons
I did a report on them in the third grade.
Plus, Firefox offers a skins add-on. Which is really what's making me happy right now.
Plus, Firefox offers a skins add-on. Which is really what's making me happy right now.
7.9.09
2.9.09
31.8.09
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27.8.09
26.8.09
Day 56: Explosions...
of COLOR!
Rather unfortunate that I can't change the font color.
I guess I really enjoy the imagination as well...
Rather unfortunate that I can't change the font color.
I guess I really enjoy the imagination as well...
25.8.09
24.8.09
23.8.09
Day 53: The end.
Someone once told me there there's no such things as beginnings. Only ends.
That sounds depressing. But band camp is over!
That sounds depressing. But band camp is over!
22.8.09
19.8.09
18.8.09
Day 50: Wow today is day 50.
These lyrics are the best.
"Like a magpie, I live for glitter not you."
=] Thank you Mika.
Check out the video here.
"Like a magpie, I live for glitter not you."
=] Thank you Mika.
Check out the video here.
15.8.09
Day 49: Tomorrow is my last day to
LOLLYGAG.
LOL-ee-gag.
Word of the day (fun word Friday to be exact) brought to you by the best online dictionary ever.
LOL-ee-gag.
Word of the day (fun word Friday to be exact) brought to you by the best online dictionary ever.
13.8.09
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10.8.09
Day 46: It's not optional.
8.8.09
Day 45: A Man and His Snake.
A wise man once said,
"Oh, I'm being eaten
By a boa constrictor,
A boa constrictor,
A boa constrictor,
I'm being eaten by a boa constrictor,
And I don't like it--one bit.
Well, what do you know?
It's nibblin' my toe.
Oh, gee,
It's up to my knee.
Oh my,
It's up to my thigh.
Oh, fiddle,
It's up to my middle.
Oh, heck,
It's up to my neck.
Oh, dread,
It's upmmmmmmmmmmffffffffff . . ."
-Shel Silverstein
Clickity click here.
"Oh, I'm being eaten
By a boa constrictor,
A boa constrictor,
A boa constrictor,
I'm being eaten by a boa constrictor,
And I don't like it--one bit.
Well, what do you know?
It's nibblin' my toe.
Oh, gee,
It's up to my knee.
Oh my,
It's up to my thigh.
Oh, fiddle,
It's up to my middle.
Oh, heck,
It's up to my neck.
Oh, dread,
It's upmmmmmmmmmmffffffffff . . ."
-Shel Silverstein
Clickity click here.
6.8.09
Day 44: Music
makes me happy.
But in reality I had to find a new home for all of my pictures. So there will most likely be a temporary halt to the wave of posts. Never fear, I shall return. And shall also possibly switch to tumblr?
But in reality I had to find a new home for all of my pictures. So there will most likely be a temporary halt to the wave of posts. Never fear, I shall return. And shall also possibly switch to tumblr?
4.8.09
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18.7.09
Day 28: My kind of town
I'm very adamant when it comes to urban vs. nature. Nature of course. Still, there's something just as wonderful about the city...
17.7.09
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13.7.09
9.7.09
Day 20: Contemplation among other things
I've been thinking about just posting a picture from my vast collection everyday.
Much easier on the eyes.
And unless I fervently feel the need to provide an explanation, a photo seems just as fulfilling as a paragraph.
In the meantime, here's another example of words on wood. This one just amuses me. In a good way.
Much easier on the eyes.
And unless I fervently feel the need to provide an explanation, a photo seems just as fulfilling as a paragraph.
In the meantime, here's another example of words on wood. This one just amuses me. In a good way.
6.7.09
Day 17: Sushi
Healthy and cheap. That is, if you order the rolls that don't involve real raw fish. Still, so good...Go eat here if you're in Illinois. YUMMMMMMMM
5.7.09
Day 16: Rafa!
Get well soon, Rafael Nadal.
Get updates here. The Q&A section is interesting.
P.S. Congrats to Roger Federer for winning the Wimbledon '09.
Day 15: You don't have to be one
But I sure love you if you are one.
HOORAY FOR ROCKET SCIENTISTS!
I have to start doing this at a time when I have the energy to write...
HOORAY FOR ROCKET SCIENTISTS!
I have to start doing this at a time when I have the energy to write...
4.7.09
Day 14: Up, up, and away
This post could be inspired by the thought of being able to just let go of yourself.Or perhaps allowing yourself the freedom of finally doing what you want to do and not caring what those people back on the ground are thinking.
Is the message a reference to Mika?
Maybe this post is about enjoying the many marvelous qualities of helium balloons.
I guess it's your decision.
3.7.09
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