Meanwhile:
I am taking a vacation from Tumblr until the end of the year (the year of 2009; not school year. I hate how my year is dictated by the school calendar and everybody in school is perpetually confused of what “year” is.) I can safely say that you all, those I’ve never seen in person or have a personal relationship with, will be missed. You don’t know how much I love strangers. Those who I know in the physical world but never communicate with beyond the blogsphere, you have already known me a great deal better than some of those whom I talk with in the physical world. Spoken words are never as much as my forte than written words. And lastly, those who are call friends, be blessed :) The next time I see you, you can try to interrogate me why I am leaving Tumblr. Not that it’s a big deal.
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My mom shared with me that she learned if loving ever came easily, one did not really love at all. The same goes for caring, sharing faith, tithing, treating one’s neighbor as oneself.
(Infinite kudos if you know where the screencap beneath comes from)
Future conditional
If there is ever an earthquake while I am at Monta Vista, I will die not of cement blocks cracking open my skull but of craning my neck during duck-and-cover and of contracting lethal diseases from antediluvian germy gums stuck dried underneath the desk.
"When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, “I used everything you gave me”."
— Erma Bombeck
| Seth: | He's got good abs. Women like abs. I got a six-pack myself. I know. |
| Summer: | Cohen, those are your ribs. |
| Seth: | Oh. |
Higgins: The question is not whether I treat you rudely, but whether you ever heard me treat anyone else better. (Pygmalion)
I’m beginning to understand the bad-boy appeal.
Stick It Out
Anyone who meets a testing challenge head-on and manages to stick it out is mighty fortunate. For such persons loyally in love with God, the reward is life and more life.
James 1:12
