Random thought that just came to me, but has pursued me a bit recently: "Good luck on that midterm!"... "Have a great day!"... "Hope it goes well!".... "Have a good one!"
These are all seem like passive statements to me. What, are we hoping the gods of Luck and Goodness will bless our day's happenings?
I've been struggling to come up with ways of saying to my friends that I want them to do well, try hard, study thoroughly, feel confident, and not let stress get the jump on them. I would say all these things, but text messages can be limiting. "Good luck" just seems to fit ever so easily. But luck comes across as this god, as I mentioned, that either is with you or not. Luck seems especially prevalent in our society, as well as the Asian society.
I guess man will always put their hopes in empty, weak things when they don't have God, whether its luck or themselves.
How about: "This test doesn't matter as much as your eternal salvation! But I hope you try hard anyways!"
Or maybe: "You may not know all the answers on the test, but God does, so serves you right for ignoring Him."
Or even: "Jesus is my study buddy, and I'm doing fine!"
Unrelatedly, where do Christians get such a bad reputation as being annoying and snotty anyways?
Monday, December 11, 2006
Glimpses
The opening post.
The opening post?
The opening post!
After resigning from my previous blog an age and a half ago, here I am again. To link to my old blog of 2+ years, click nowhere because it remains a secret - shhhh... I had no intention of coming back to the blog scene, but depriving people of my geniousness seemed evily.
In truth though, it is tough to stay in contact, especially if one desires the ever-increasingly elusivity of in-person contact. Blogs can be good for catching glimpses of what state someone's mind is in, but I assume that it works best when both people are vulnerably casting themselves out. Its only fair, right? I can't just consume others most closely-held desirings and innermost intricacies without exchanging for some of my... personal stuff. Thats a rule, it would seem, for both cyber and non-cyber relationships.
So here I am. Naked. For all to see. Take a good look. No flash photography (or Flash Player).
Hmm... something doesn't sound quite right about that.
What is so awesome about this post, among other things, is that I don't have to accomplish anything, send any sort of message, come to any conclusive conclusions, or even ask brow-furrowing questions that pursue the minds of readers for days. Nope.
Nope indeed, this is the first post. Nothing need be addressed or considered. There is no pressure to perform, and no desire on my part to do so. However, I am reminded that people tend to remember the first and last track of an album, the first and last chapters of a book, and... oh no. I guess I've blown it. I forgot to consider the First Impression. Bollocks! Better say something smrt and fast!
Erm... Nevermind, but I promise there will be less meandering and more feelings and contemplation-ing in my next post.
In the meantime, enjoy this fine Ben and Vesper song, "Especially We": http://www.myspace.com/benandvesper
"Pseudonyms are fine things, fine things, for those who like to use them. What are you, from Oakland?"
The opening post?
The opening post!
After resigning from my previous blog an age and a half ago, here I am again. To link to my old blog of 2+ years, click nowhere because it remains a secret - shhhh... I had no intention of coming back to the blog scene, but depriving people of my geniousness seemed evily.
In truth though, it is tough to stay in contact, especially if one desires the ever-increasingly elusivity of in-person contact. Blogs can be good for catching glimpses of what state someone's mind is in, but I assume that it works best when both people are vulnerably casting themselves out. Its only fair, right? I can't just consume others most closely-held desirings and innermost intricacies without exchanging for some of my... personal stuff. Thats a rule, it would seem, for both cyber and non-cyber relationships.
So here I am. Naked. For all to see. Take a good look. No flash photography (or Flash Player).
Hmm... something doesn't sound quite right about that.
What is so awesome about this post, among other things, is that I don't have to accomplish anything, send any sort of message, come to any conclusive conclusions, or even ask brow-furrowing questions that pursue the minds of readers for days. Nope.
Nope indeed, this is the first post. Nothing need be addressed or considered. There is no pressure to perform, and no desire on my part to do so. However, I am reminded that people tend to remember the first and last track of an album, the first and last chapters of a book, and... oh no. I guess I've blown it. I forgot to consider the First Impression. Bollocks! Better say something smrt and fast!
Erm... Nevermind, but I promise there will be less meandering and more feelings and contemplation-ing in my next post.
In the meantime, enjoy this fine Ben and Vesper song, "Especially We": http://www.myspace.com/benandvesper
"Pseudonyms are fine things, fine things, for those who like to use them. What are you, from Oakland?"
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