It smells like a skunk died outside my window.
So here I am, procrastinating like the pros do-I was youtubing. I came along this one interesting video, and it prompted my first attempt at being deep on a blog! Here it goes...
"Hipster"-off of urban dictionary:
"Hipsters are a subculture of men and women typically in their 20's and 30's that value independent thinking, counter-culture, progressive politics, an appreciation of art and indie-rock, creativity, intelligence, and witty banter (there is like this frickin essay on the definition of hipsters)...Although hipsters are technically conformists within their own subculture, in comparison to the much larger mainstream mass, they are pioneers and leaders of the latest cultural trends and ideals. "
While I was watching this, I couldn't help but think that the person singing it was somewhat of a hipster. Come to think of it, a lot of the Christian demographic, like, the ones that actually care, fit into the "hipster" category-tattoos, piercings, counter-culture activiy etc etc
Christianity, in it's beginnings, started off as a small movement with people that were rejected by the mainstream society of the day. These fishermen, tax collectors, and Samaritans were opposed by the leaders of the time, the Pharisees, who essentially blinded themselves to see something that would turn into this mainstream world-wide religion.
As Christianity has become this mainstream thing that everyone seems to know and understand, I can't help but feel that God is sending out another revolution through those who seem to be done with the idea that God is given in the form of a slot machine, and if you say enough prayers, maybe one will win you the jackpot and all of your deepest desires and wishes will be taken care of. Our society's current hipsters are embracing something that was the hipsters of a thousand and something years ago understood. I don't know about you, but I think that it's amazing to see how God is able to pull us back to His main message of love even at a time where Christianity seems to be at its peak. Hipsters are people who start a trend, and God is using these hipsters to start a new revolution.
I would say that is pretty deep and pretty awesome.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
4/20/10
happy pot day! sometimes i wonder what my blog would be like if I wrote only when I was totally baked...
i like unicorns.
JUUUUST KIDDING!
Today I have officially become a part of the Carnegie Mellon Class of 2014! Well, I actually submitted my statement of intent to register (SIR) quite a while back, but I think, in my heart, I finally accepted the fact that, in August, I will be packing my life into a couple of boxes and shipping them thousands of miles to a completely new environment, one that is filled with Greek life, snow, and white people.
I'm still not exactly sure about the whole idea of pledging to a fraternity or sorority. I'm not too sure if I fit into the sorority "woo" girl, but I guess I am just being too quick to judge. I was looking at some of the other CMU 2014ers, and they all seemed to be really excited to pledge to a Greek group.
Honestly, I don't exactly see the joys of being in a frat/sorority. It all just seems like a glorified clique that happens to do community service on the side. IIIIIIIIIIIIII don't know. I watched a documentary about frats and sororities when I was taking a sociology class at DeAnza, and I can definitely tell you that I did not leave that class loving Greek life.
i like unicorns.
JUUUUST KIDDING!
Today I have officially become a part of the Carnegie Mellon Class of 2014! Well, I actually submitted my statement of intent to register (SIR) quite a while back, but I think, in my heart, I finally accepted the fact that, in August, I will be packing my life into a couple of boxes and shipping them thousands of miles to a completely new environment, one that is filled with Greek life, snow, and white people.
I'm still not exactly sure about the whole idea of pledging to a fraternity or sorority. I'm not too sure if I fit into the sorority "woo" girl, but I guess I am just being too quick to judge. I was looking at some of the other CMU 2014ers, and they all seemed to be really excited to pledge to a Greek group.
Honestly, I don't exactly see the joys of being in a frat/sorority. It all just seems like a glorified clique that happens to do community service on the side. IIIIIIIIIIIIII don't know. I watched a documentary about frats and sororities when I was taking a sociology class at DeAnza, and I can definitely tell you that I did not leave that class loving Greek life.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
4/4/10
Happy Easter!!
Today was baptism here at HOC5. I think every time there is baptism I think of two things:
1. My own baptism-I got baptized in 7th grade, and I think, back then, that I truly didn't understand what I was doing. A lot of times i think that I did it just to be on the worship team or something? Maybe I thought it was just a rite of passage to become someone at youth group. I also definitely didn't understand who God was and how He has truly affected my life. Well, I guess I still don't, but I definitely wish that I could re-do my testimony and add all sorts of juicy bits of my life after I got baptized. But I guess I can still do that now
2. Baptism kiddos (including me) always include snow retreat. This time there were 32 people that were getting baptized, and around 28 of them were all youth that talked about how big of an impact the last night of Snow Retreat was and how the worship was so moving, etc etc. It's so weird that I was actually used by God in an active way to touch people's lives with my gift. On top of that, I didn't care about anything that night, and I was HELLZAS tireds of everything yo. It is pretty surreal when I look at it in retrospect.
Well anyways, congrats (and happy birthday) to all those who were baptized today!!
Today was baptism here at HOC5. I think every time there is baptism I think of two things:
1. My own baptism-I got baptized in 7th grade, and I think, back then, that I truly didn't understand what I was doing. A lot of times i think that I did it just to be on the worship team or something? Maybe I thought it was just a rite of passage to become someone at youth group. I also definitely didn't understand who God was and how He has truly affected my life. Well, I guess I still don't, but I definitely wish that I could re-do my testimony and add all sorts of juicy bits of my life after I got baptized. But I guess I can still do that now
2. Baptism kiddos (including me) always include snow retreat. This time there were 32 people that were getting baptized, and around 28 of them were all youth that talked about how big of an impact the last night of Snow Retreat was and how the worship was so moving, etc etc. It's so weird that I was actually used by God in an active way to touch people's lives with my gift. On top of that, I didn't care about anything that night, and I was HELLZAS tireds of everything yo. It is pretty surreal when I look at it in retrospect.
Well anyways, congrats (and happy birthday) to all those who were baptized today!!
Thursday, April 1, 2010
4/1/10
It's a boy!!!
just kidding. april fools!
Anwyays, today marks the momentous day that all of my college decisions are done with. I guess it's nice to know that your choices are narrowed when all of those gosh-darn ivy-league schools reject you. No worries, I am not bitter. Go TARTANS (mascot for Carnegie-Mellon)!! or Trojans (USC)!! or Tritons (UCSD)!! I think I only get accepted into schools whose mascots start with a T.
Looking at this whole process from a Christian prospective, the main lesson that I learned was that God's expectations are definitely NOT what you think they are. It's definitely all about the trust, and even though it sounds easy in theory, it sure is hard in practice.
Now all I have to do is pick...which baby to abort.
JUUUUUUST KIDDING!
just kidding. april fools!
Anwyays, today marks the momentous day that all of my college decisions are done with. I guess it's nice to know that your choices are narrowed when all of those gosh-darn ivy-league schools reject you. No worries, I am not bitter. Go TARTANS (mascot for Carnegie-Mellon)!! or Trojans (USC)!! or Tritons (UCSD)!! I think I only get accepted into schools whose mascots start with a T.
Looking at this whole process from a Christian prospective, the main lesson that I learned was that God's expectations are definitely NOT what you think they are. It's definitely all about the trust, and even though it sounds easy in theory, it sure is hard in practice.
Now all I have to do is pick...which baby to abort.
JUUUUUUST KIDDING!
Thursday, March 18, 2010
3/18/10
http://sivers.org/ff
In leadership, we watched this one video about a crazy guy that starts dancing, and it eventually turns into a "movement" or whatever. The url is above! But yeah, we had to write this bloggy reflection and I decided, hey, why not just post what I wrote onto my blog? kekeke.
After watching this video, I definitely had a lot going through my head about how this applies to me. Many people have labeled me as a “leader” my whole life, and I think that I have come to accept that “leadership” qualities that have been identified in other people as a part of myself. I guess, in my current state of teen angst and rebellion, it’s hard to see if that part of my own character exists within me.
This senior year has been quite interesting because of that. My dream of being a class officer was realized. I was a public official, and therefore, easy to follow. However, I started to see that my previous ideas of being a leader did not apply at all. I started to question myself: am I truly a leader? Or am I just a follower that happened to end up with friends that are involved in these school activities? I spoke up less and less in class, and my previous goal of getting my teacher to become BFFs with me faded into a new goal of breezing through my classes as a “quiet Asian girl” that nobody remembers after a couple of years. I guess this crazy transformation that I am currently going through is a little, well, crazy, but it’s hard to get myself out of this slump.
One thing that definitely know is that, however much I would like to deny my leadership qualities, I want my voice to be heard. I want to see my own dreams become realities, and what better way to do that than to get a bunch of other people to do it with you? I guess this is the un-glorified definition of a leader: a crazy person that has the insatiable need to be followed, liked, and well-received by his/her peers.
In leadership, we watched this one video about a crazy guy that starts dancing, and it eventually turns into a "movement" or whatever. The url is above! But yeah, we had to write this bloggy reflection and I decided, hey, why not just post what I wrote onto my blog? kekeke.
After watching this video, I definitely had a lot going through my head about how this applies to me. Many people have labeled me as a “leader” my whole life, and I think that I have come to accept that “leadership” qualities that have been identified in other people as a part of myself. I guess, in my current state of teen angst and rebellion, it’s hard to see if that part of my own character exists within me.
This senior year has been quite interesting because of that. My dream of being a class officer was realized. I was a public official, and therefore, easy to follow. However, I started to see that my previous ideas of being a leader did not apply at all. I started to question myself: am I truly a leader? Or am I just a follower that happened to end up with friends that are involved in these school activities? I spoke up less and less in class, and my previous goal of getting my teacher to become BFFs with me faded into a new goal of breezing through my classes as a “quiet Asian girl” that nobody remembers after a couple of years. I guess this crazy transformation that I am currently going through is a little, well, crazy, but it’s hard to get myself out of this slump.
One thing that definitely know is that, however much I would like to deny my leadership qualities, I want my voice to be heard. I want to see my own dreams become realities, and what better way to do that than to get a bunch of other people to do it with you? I guess this is the un-glorified definition of a leader: a crazy person that has the insatiable need to be followed, liked, and well-received by his/her peers.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
3/16/10
Today I learned that my brother has started taking kung-fu lessons.
That might just be the bawss-est thing I have ever heard.
That might just be the bawss-est thing I have ever heard.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Snow Retreat 2010
It has been almost a month since my very last snow retreat ended, and I guess it's finally time for that traditional rant. Originally, I told myself that I wouldn't write one of these this year because I wanted to keep my thoughts on the private side, and apparently I "have better things to do with my time". Still true for the first half, definitely not true for the second half. My senioritis has gotten so bad that yesterday, I downloaded and played Age of Empires II for 3 HOURS. and then I watched Chuck.
random tangent end.
Anyways, snow retreat. I actually started working on snow retreat in 2009, when I teamed up with MAC and Grace to start making stuff happen. In retrospect, a lot of the Snow Retreat planning stuff ended up running smoothly, so props to MAC and Grace and the rest of the team for that. Thanks, guys :)
So yes. Things I learned about God/me from snow retreat:
-Slow down! I definitely realized that I have been slowly inching away from God by immersing myself through activities, surprisingly, through the Church. It's easy to plan things and not be able to step out and see the whole picture.
-Prayer performs miracles. I definitely think that this year's real theme should have been something like this, or at least something about prayer. Our worship team actually prayed on Sunday night and Monday night, and, to me, God definitely answered our prayers. He did what I thought would be impossible-people actually opened up and drank up His beautiful glory.
-God will always provide a way out. I guess this is related to that infamous Monday night. I had to play piano for around 3 hours, and I was not looking forward to it at all. I realize now that I have ended up viewing my musical abilities as a chore instead of an act of worship. As our worship team gathered in the back, I could not help but feel exhausted. I don't think I have ever been more physically, emotionally, and spiritually spent, and all I wanted to do was to sleep. But, when people actually started praying for me (cue the waterworks), I felt energized and completely at peace for the rest of my duration up on stage (it's actually pretty neat, the moment we finished, I was back to being tired). There really is no other way to describe that night, other than cliche, because the experience of that night is overused by everyone who was there that evening. That's a good thing though.
-and, on a lighter note, watch out for random bumps on the slopes that will SCREW YOUR PERFECT RUN. I am still bitter.
I am glad that I never really got any emotional high from this retreat, because I am now able to actually see what God was able to teach me. I will miss Snow Retreat? I guess I'm just scared that I will become a statistic, and be one of the 8 out of 10 that fall away because I won't have these mid-year retreats at college.
the end.
random tangent end.
Anyways, snow retreat. I actually started working on snow retreat in 2009, when I teamed up with MAC and Grace to start making stuff happen. In retrospect, a lot of the Snow Retreat planning stuff ended up running smoothly, so props to MAC and Grace and the rest of the team for that. Thanks, guys :)
So yes. Things I learned about God/me from snow retreat:
-Slow down! I definitely realized that I have been slowly inching away from God by immersing myself through activities, surprisingly, through the Church. It's easy to plan things and not be able to step out and see the whole picture.
-Prayer performs miracles. I definitely think that this year's real theme should have been something like this, or at least something about prayer. Our worship team actually prayed on Sunday night and Monday night, and, to me, God definitely answered our prayers. He did what I thought would be impossible-people actually opened up and drank up His beautiful glory.
-God will always provide a way out. I guess this is related to that infamous Monday night. I had to play piano for around 3 hours, and I was not looking forward to it at all. I realize now that I have ended up viewing my musical abilities as a chore instead of an act of worship. As our worship team gathered in the back, I could not help but feel exhausted. I don't think I have ever been more physically, emotionally, and spiritually spent, and all I wanted to do was to sleep. But, when people actually started praying for me (cue the waterworks), I felt energized and completely at peace for the rest of my duration up on stage (it's actually pretty neat, the moment we finished, I was back to being tired). There really is no other way to describe that night, other than cliche, because the experience of that night is overused by everyone who was there that evening. That's a good thing though.
-and, on a lighter note, watch out for random bumps on the slopes that will SCREW YOUR PERFECT RUN. I am still bitter.
I am glad that I never really got any emotional high from this retreat, because I am now able to actually see what God was able to teach me. I will miss Snow Retreat? I guess I'm just scared that I will become a statistic, and be one of the 8 out of 10 that fall away because I won't have these mid-year retreats at college.
the end.
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