Friday, December 26, 2008
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Monday, July 14, 2008
It's Been A While...
If you haven't noticed, I haven't published any posts in a quite some time. So, here it goes.
I'd like to start by saying this post is dedicated to Ms. Diane Kwon, because she constantly nags to me that I never post blogs on here. ;)
Let's continue... It's summer! What have I been up to? To tell you the truth, not a whole lot besides work. And if you're wondering, I work at Payless in San Clemente. It's not exactly the most exciting job, but it's decent and it keeps me busy. Aside from that, I've been attempting to get out of the house as much as possible. I can't begin to tell you how tired I am of being home. Fortunately, I will be vacationing beaucoup soon. This weekend I will be venturing off to Yosemite. The weekend after I will be going to Blythe to jet ski. The weekend after that I will be leaving to Europe! Finally after years of anticipation I will make my way to a foregin land. I will be going with my dad and brother. We will start off in Madrid, Spain, make our way to Italy, spend a day in Switzerland, and finally reach France. I am so excited! When I return I will surely have much to write on here, and pictures!
Oh, how could I forget to start off with this: I graduated! Finally. So long San Clemente High School! Starting in October, yes, October, I will start school at The Fashion Institute of Design and Merchandising. My first year I will attend the Irvine campus. After that I hope to go to the L.A. campus. My major will be Visual Communications. No I am not studying to be a fashion designer and no I will not be like Lauren Conrad. If there's one thing I hate it's how people automatically associate me going to FIDM with me wanting to be a designer. Furthermore, I find it offensive to be compared to someone like Lauren Conrad. Anyway, I will explain what I will be studying. The Visual Communications program prepares for the world of SET DESIGN. Hopefully one day I will get the chance to design sets for movies and television. That's not to say that is my aspiration for life. Right now I am between wanting to be a stylist, an event coordinator, or a set designer. As a stylist I would want to coordinate wardrobe for productions. As and event coordinator I would want to arrange shows, such as runway shows. And I've already explained what I would do as a set designer. So, we'll see where life takes me.
I honestly don't have much more to say. So, I'm done. Until later...
I'd like to start by saying this post is dedicated to Ms. Diane Kwon, because she constantly nags to me that I never post blogs on here. ;)
Let's continue... It's summer! What have I been up to? To tell you the truth, not a whole lot besides work. And if you're wondering, I work at Payless in San Clemente. It's not exactly the most exciting job, but it's decent and it keeps me busy. Aside from that, I've been attempting to get out of the house as much as possible. I can't begin to tell you how tired I am of being home. Fortunately, I will be vacationing beaucoup soon. This weekend I will be venturing off to Yosemite. The weekend after I will be going to Blythe to jet ski. The weekend after that I will be leaving to Europe! Finally after years of anticipation I will make my way to a foregin land. I will be going with my dad and brother. We will start off in Madrid, Spain, make our way to Italy, spend a day in Switzerland, and finally reach France. I am so excited! When I return I will surely have much to write on here, and pictures!
Oh, how could I forget to start off with this: I graduated! Finally. So long San Clemente High School! Starting in October, yes, October, I will start school at The Fashion Institute of Design and Merchandising. My first year I will attend the Irvine campus. After that I hope to go to the L.A. campus. My major will be Visual Communications. No I am not studying to be a fashion designer and no I will not be like Lauren Conrad. If there's one thing I hate it's how people automatically associate me going to FIDM with me wanting to be a designer. Furthermore, I find it offensive to be compared to someone like Lauren Conrad. Anyway, I will explain what I will be studying. The Visual Communications program prepares for the world of SET DESIGN. Hopefully one day I will get the chance to design sets for movies and television. That's not to say that is my aspiration for life. Right now I am between wanting to be a stylist, an event coordinator, or a set designer. As a stylist I would want to coordinate wardrobe for productions. As and event coordinator I would want to arrange shows, such as runway shows. And I've already explained what I would do as a set designer. So, we'll see where life takes me.
I honestly don't have much more to say. So, I'm done. Until later...
Friday, May 2, 2008
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Surprise, Surprise...Shoes!
I want these shoes! They are MARVIN Y QUETZAL. They are only sold in the UK and Mexico City. So I have to wait until winter break to get them... This deeply upsets me.
Friday, April 18, 2008
Fashion [2]
The length of this woman's dress is also short but I adore the floral pattern, which seems to be "in" nowadays. But I won't deny it, I have a few floral patterned garments in my closet. Also, I love her shoes (I bet you guessed that already)! I don't understand why I never witness any fashion like this when I go to Mexico City, or any other part of Mexico. I seem to always be the "odd-one-out" when it comes to roaming the streets of this magnificent, in my opinion, country.
Fashion [1]
Although the length of this woman's dress is quite scandalous, that is not what stood out to me. If you don't know already, I love shoes. And her's are absolutely spectacular. I have no idea where to find a pair or if I could even pull it off, but I simply cannot keep my eyes off them!
It's Been A While
Diane has been asking me why I haven't written on here in so long. For starters, I haven't had time and more important happenings take control of my life. Also, I've had load of homework to do. I mean, I haven't finished a book in almost three weeks. (For those of you who don't know, I tend to read about one book in the time span of week, every week.)
So, let's begin.
I was browsing the Face Hunter and came across a number of pictures that I both liked and disliked. (Read the posts above this one.)
So, let's begin.
I was browsing the Face Hunter and came across a number of pictures that I both liked and disliked. (Read the posts above this one.)
Sunday, February 10, 2008
My Spiritual High
This weekend I went on a retreat with my church, St. Edwards. It was my second retreat, but my first as a leader. I have to say, I was skeptical about going at first because I really didn't know anyone but I obviously decided to attend. It was one of the best experiences of my life. Although I went last year as a confermee (I don't know if I spelled that right) I feel that this time was absolutly, I can't think of the word so let's just say beyond inspiring. I met so many amazing people that I learned to love. I simply can't wait to strengthen our friendships and I hope that they are lifelasting. This retreat was so significant to me that I decided to join in on the next retreat in a couple of weeks. I also chose to continue being a part of the S.U.R.F. Team, our youth ministry (Serving Under our Richious Father). It's experiences like this that make me feel to rejuvinated, and I feel as if I've been reborn as completely new soul.
One of our team leaders, Eric, shared a song with all of us. You might know it, it's So Contagious by Acceptance. I've been a fan of Acceptance for a while but I don't know how I hadn't heard this song before. I can't stop listening to it. It's like one of those songs that just takes you back to those memories deep inside of you.
Without God I don't think I would have been able to be so outgoing on this retreat. I participated in a number of skits with the rest of the team. It was amazing and I can't wait to do it again.
A poem was recited by one of the adult team members that really got to me and sort of made me realize where my place is. Here it is:
So I Stay Near the Door
By: Samuel Shoemaker
I stay near the door.
I neither go too far in, nor stay too far out,
The door is the most important door in the world-
It is the door through which men walk when they find God.
There's no use my going way inside, and staying there,
When so many are still outside and they, as much as I,
Crave to know where the door is.
And all that so many ever find
Is only the wall where a door ought to be.
They creep along the wall like blind men,
With outstretched, groping hands,
Feeling for a door, knowing there must be a door,
Yet they never find it...
So I stay near the door.
The most tremendous thing in the world
Is for men to find that door-the door to God.
The most important thing any man can do
Is to take hold of one of those blind, groping hands,
And put it on the latch-the latch that only clicks
And opens to the man's own touch.
Men die outside that door, as starving beggars die
On cold nights in cruel cities in the dead of winter-
Die for want of what is within their grasp.
The live, on the other side of it-live because they have found it.
Nothing else matters compared to helping them find it,
And open it, and walk in, and find Him...
So I stay near the door.
Go in, great saints, go all the way in-
Go way down into the cavernous cellars,
And way up into the spacious attics-
It is a vast, roomy house, this house where God is.
Go into the deepest of hidden casements,
Of withdrawal, if silence, of sainthood.
Some must inhabit those inner rooms,
And know the depths and heights of God,
And call outside to the rest of us how wonderful it is.
Sometimes I take a deeper look in,
Sometimes venture in a little farther;
But my place seems closer to the opening...
So I stay near the door.
There is another reason why I stay there.
Some people get part way in and become afraid
Lest God and the zeal of His house devour them;
For God is so very great, and asks all of us.
And these people feel a cosmic claustrophobia,
And want to get out. "Let me out!" they cry.
And the people way inside only terrify them more.
Somebody must be by the door to tell them that they are spoiled
For the old life, they have seen too much:
Once taste God and nothing but God will do anymore.
Somebody must be watching for the frightened
Who seek to sneak out just where they came in,
To tell them how much better it is inside.
The people too far inside do not see how near these are
To leaving-preoccupied with the wonder of it all.
Somebody must watch for those who have entered the door,
But would like to run away. So for them, too,
I stay near the door.
I admire the people who go way in.
But I wish they would not forget how it was
Before they got in. Then they would be able to help
The people who have not yet even found the door,
Or the people who want to run away again from God.
You can go in too deeply, and stay in too long,
And forget the people outside the door.
As for me, I shall take my old accustomed place,
Near enough to God to hear Him, and know He is there,
But not so far from men as not to hear them,
And remember they are there, too.
Where? Outside the door-
Thousands of them, millions of them.
But more important for me-
One of them, two of them, ten of them,
Whose hands I am intended to put on the latch.
So I shall stay by the door and wait
For those who seek it.
"I had rather be a door-keeper..."
So I stay near the door.
I just wanted to share that with you. Whether this poem was significant to you or not, or even if you acctually read it, I'd like to thank you for reading it. I hope it help you to percieve where I stand right now.
I think that's all I have for tonight. It's late and I've only slept between four to six hours each night for the past three or four nights. Once again, thank you for reading this blog entry, it means a lot, even if I don't know who it is that read it. Peace and love.
One of our team leaders, Eric, shared a song with all of us. You might know it, it's So Contagious by Acceptance. I've been a fan of Acceptance for a while but I don't know how I hadn't heard this song before. I can't stop listening to it. It's like one of those songs that just takes you back to those memories deep inside of you.
Without God I don't think I would have been able to be so outgoing on this retreat. I participated in a number of skits with the rest of the team. It was amazing and I can't wait to do it again.
A poem was recited by one of the adult team members that really got to me and sort of made me realize where my place is. Here it is:
So I Stay Near the Door
By: Samuel Shoemaker
I stay near the door.
I neither go too far in, nor stay too far out,
The door is the most important door in the world-
It is the door through which men walk when they find God.
There's no use my going way inside, and staying there,
When so many are still outside and they, as much as I,
Crave to know where the door is.
And all that so many ever find
Is only the wall where a door ought to be.
They creep along the wall like blind men,
With outstretched, groping hands,
Feeling for a door, knowing there must be a door,
Yet they never find it...
So I stay near the door.
The most tremendous thing in the world
Is for men to find that door-the door to God.
The most important thing any man can do
Is to take hold of one of those blind, groping hands,
And put it on the latch-the latch that only clicks
And opens to the man's own touch.
Men die outside that door, as starving beggars die
On cold nights in cruel cities in the dead of winter-
Die for want of what is within their grasp.
The live, on the other side of it-live because they have found it.
Nothing else matters compared to helping them find it,
And open it, and walk in, and find Him...
So I stay near the door.
Go in, great saints, go all the way in-
Go way down into the cavernous cellars,
And way up into the spacious attics-
It is a vast, roomy house, this house where God is.
Go into the deepest of hidden casements,
Of withdrawal, if silence, of sainthood.
Some must inhabit those inner rooms,
And know the depths and heights of God,
And call outside to the rest of us how wonderful it is.
Sometimes I take a deeper look in,
Sometimes venture in a little farther;
But my place seems closer to the opening...
So I stay near the door.
There is another reason why I stay there.
Some people get part way in and become afraid
Lest God and the zeal of His house devour them;
For God is so very great, and asks all of us.
And these people feel a cosmic claustrophobia,
And want to get out. "Let me out!" they cry.
And the people way inside only terrify them more.
Somebody must be by the door to tell them that they are spoiled
For the old life, they have seen too much:
Once taste God and nothing but God will do anymore.
Somebody must be watching for the frightened
Who seek to sneak out just where they came in,
To tell them how much better it is inside.
The people too far inside do not see how near these are
To leaving-preoccupied with the wonder of it all.
Somebody must watch for those who have entered the door,
But would like to run away. So for them, too,
I stay near the door.
I admire the people who go way in.
But I wish they would not forget how it was
Before they got in. Then they would be able to help
The people who have not yet even found the door,
Or the people who want to run away again from God.
You can go in too deeply, and stay in too long,
And forget the people outside the door.
As for me, I shall take my old accustomed place,
Near enough to God to hear Him, and know He is there,
But not so far from men as not to hear them,
And remember they are there, too.
Where? Outside the door-
Thousands of them, millions of them.
But more important for me-
One of them, two of them, ten of them,
Whose hands I am intended to put on the latch.
So I shall stay by the door and wait
For those who seek it.
"I had rather be a door-keeper..."
So I stay near the door.
I just wanted to share that with you. Whether this poem was significant to you or not, or even if you acctually read it, I'd like to thank you for reading it. I hope it help you to percieve where I stand right now.
I think that's all I have for tonight. It's late and I've only slept between four to six hours each night for the past three or four nights. Once again, thank you for reading this blog entry, it means a lot, even if I don't know who it is that read it. Peace and love.
Friday, January 18, 2008
Fashion Crisis?
So earlier I was writing a new post on here and my computer got screwed up. Naturally I refreshed the page and I don't know what happened my whole blog got deleted. Thankfully I was looking at my posts earlier on a different tab and I could just copy and past all the posts up again. It was a pain changing all the dates and times though.
Anyways, I was looking over pictures and reading comments on The Sartorialist when I realized how unique people can dress. Often, you see people that dress with the same style as others, therefore forming clicks or even introducing new forms of dress. I'm not saying that there's anything wrong with dressing the same, I mean everyone does it, but I truly appreciate those that dress in such a way that makes them look like they don't care about how the rest of the world percieves them. For example, the woman in the picture on the right inspires me to express myself in a carefree way.
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