tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53121842024-03-06T23:37:19.271-08:00en amiKimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00213238453989402430noreply@blogger.comBlogger319125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312184.post-14524456364145051592009-04-25T09:46:00.000-07:002009-04-30T07:50:48.962-07:00Your universe mostly devoid of matter too?"If in touching their skin we are touching the void, why does it feel so complete?" ~Natalie Angier, <span style="font-style: italic;">The Canon<br /><br /></span>Being in this city has opened my eyes to the nature of human connection. Increasing the density of people surrounding you and increasing the number of interactions with other people does not, by any means, increase the number of actual connections made. Obviously there is no scientific algorithm for friendship (as much as Sheldon from Big Bang Theory would like to believe there is). So many people come to this city in order to "find themselves", and yet in a strange but cliche turn of events, I think that I've had to maintain a vigilant awareness of my goals in order to <span style="font-style: italic;">not</span> get swept up in the swaying of the masses.<br /><br />I really should be writing my paper right now, but because of a failed "free wifi" hunt, I opted to read a bit and enjoy an iced Spanish latte in the sun. Solitude with so many people walking/talking around me used to feel so strange- and it still does, but to a lesser degree.<br /><br />Note about the quote | Natalie Angier is one of my favorite contributors to the New York Times Science section. Her ability to cross the worlds of all six Nobel prize categories demonstrates a rarely seen well-coordinated crossing of the brain hemispheres; one in a myriad of traits that I wish I could embody.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00213238453989402430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312184.post-24152454172138203322009-03-09T09:05:00.000-07:002009-03-09T09:46:02.057-07:00Dear Life,You're breaking my heart.<br /><br />(1) Nothing is ever fair in life.<br />Aside from social justice issues in the world, there are just some things that I think are truly unfair. Bad things happening to good people and vice versa- not that I'm any authority on what is "good". I used to think that there was some sort of justice in the world and that I just haven't been able to grasp the long-term consequences of today's minor-offense criminals. I'm not talking about breaking civil law, just simple disregard for fellow human beings. The few promoters of egalitarian thought are continually competing against the immediate consequences, the current needs, and the selfish tendencies that drive innate human instincts and self-preservation.<br /><br />(2) That's it!<br />With my usual rants and criticisms of the American socio-political climate, I usually have a hard time putting my finger on what I am so frustrated about. And then it just comes out- surprisingly, during a conversation with my roommate (who is learning English and acquainting herself with American culture). Most American citizens can trace back to ancestors that voluntarily immigrated to the United States in order to realize the potential this country has to offer. And now for the realization: <span style="font-style: italic;">After all these years of incredible development, this country has yet to realize its amazing potential</span>. What are we doing with incredible resources, diverse cultures, and the greatest minds of the world?<br /><br />Instead most in this country get sidetracked with recreation and how to spend that "disposable" income. I say "disposable" because it is anything but disposable in my mind. I'm not saying that you can't spend some money on yourself, but when did regular spa treatments become necessary for a stress-free life? Those $5 you spend on coffee every day- set the equivalent aside for a month (if you can afford it) and do something with it. There are tons of organizations that do great things with your extra money (e.g. Kiva).<br /><br /><a href="http://awesome.goodmagazine.com/transparency/014/014-buying-whos-buying-what.html">Check out what the developing world has been up to with its money.</a> (*I haven't checked their data collection methods, but most of it is intuitive)Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00213238453989402430noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312184.post-63433373996685080632009-02-20T16:25:00.000-08:002009-02-23T19:32:45.000-08:00I don't care for fancy things...<span style="font-style: italic;">"I don't mean to seem like I care about material things like a social status</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I just want four walls and adobe slabs for my girls"<br />~ My Girls, </span>Animal Collective<br /><br />Although I would like to think that I could live outside of the "material world" (I'm channeling karaoke and Madonna), it's really not as simple as it seems. I stress on a regular basis about how to pay for things- the necessary and the "unnecessary". Yet the unnecessary are often, in my opinion, pretty much necessary for my happiness and existence as a human being.<br /><br />I think that I will always continue to work to carve my own path out of this nice system that society has created for itself and its participants. I'm not willing to remove myself from it and live "off the grid", but it gets tiring to maneuver through it, and at times, I really just want to succumb to the pressures. I think- no, I know- I'd succeed in the "corporate world", but aside from the comfort and stability, it really has never appealed to me.<br /><br />Am I willing to give up some of my own desires for a bit of relief from the stresses of the "real world"? Not too sure. It's a slippery slope. Job after job can inadvertently become a career. I've always been involved in this intricate dance with fate; allowing chance to bring things into my life while working to consciously choose which doors to walk through and sometimes, figuratively, which windows to peer through.<br /><br />I don't know if I've just convinced myself that I've out-smarted the system or if I'm just a victim like everyone else. Perhaps ignorance <span style="font-style: italic;">is</span> bliss.Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00213238453989402430noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312184.post-35270264750755739712009-01-15T22:07:00.000-08:002009-02-08T10:03:34.872-08:00Granted we known each other for some time | It don't take a whole day to recognize sunshineScreen time keeps taking up more and more of our lives. Television screens. Computer screens. Cell phone screens. All of varying sizes and content, but nonetheless growing in their allotment of time in our day. (Ironically, I'm immersed in my "screen time" as we speak)<br /><br />Lights, colors, images. These are all meant to bring excitement, a certain allure to the things we come into contact with every day. We are so caught up in a culture of sensationalism that our frame of reference is becoming narrower and narrower. Our nearsightedness regarding our actions has created a society in which it is acceptable to be impulsive and react instead of act with prudence and forethought.<br /><br />We feel the need to have multiple sources of input at a time. Tickers running on the bottom of our screens. Scanning and skimming instead of reading. It's not surprising that we find more and more emphasis on image and presentation over substance and content.<br /><br />It's a beautiful day today. I think I'll go and take a walk outside.Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00213238453989402430noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312184.post-60054127266829869472008-12-30T13:34:00.000-08:002008-12-30T13:36:53.126-08:00I can't stand it anymore!It is "definitely", not "definately".Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00213238453989402430noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312184.post-44730272051346330572008-12-24T15:50:00.001-08:002008-12-24T15:54:43.389-08:00As the fire alarm goes off...Merry Christmas to those of you who celebrate!<br /><br />I have finally felt the true stress of the holiday season and also some joys. Shopping, once a relatively enjoyable pastime, became the most painful task I could think of; not because I don't enjoy giving presents (believe me, I get more excited about giving than my receivers) but because of the time constraints, the elusive task of finding the right present, the long lines, and the parking.<br /><br />But in the end, it is the holiday season and I love to place well thought-out gifts under the tree for my family and loved ones. And for those that don't celebrate anything at all...winter wishes!<br /><br />Now I'll have an order of home cooking, oh and hold the kitchen fires please.Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00213238453989402430noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312184.post-65933130201708627992008-11-30T21:37:00.000-08:002008-11-30T22:39:48.146-08:00Rationing KindnessIt has to be much simpler than this, much purer than this, much clearer than this.<br /><br />Relationships of any kind used to be so much easier when we were in sandboxes and sneakers. Yes there was jealousy, fighting over toys, and maybe some name calling; but most of what needed to be said was said.<br /><br />It may be idealistic (or naive) of me to think that people can just appreciate one another's company without having any ulterior motives, but I can't help but hold out hope for that ideal. I hate to think that I have to ration out my kindness and friendliness because of what intentions this may reflect on my part. Suddenly there are lines that I cannot cross, things I hesitate to say, and rules I have to follow.<br /><br />If this is what growing up is about, then I want no part in it.Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00213238453989402430noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312184.post-52513836648419082442008-11-04T08:10:00.000-08:002008-11-09T17:51:50.203-08:00and I'll gamble away my fright...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkVW8V1Flcr19I_IhdansfCTT__qNbc8s8989ryrrDNo6UTkUD8l8Rqn3NpA05gt_2rGllGzk99aR1-zLUQ3JiyoN8Dvu6jn3gCG6nxjAL-Hj9rTjtZQ-7VDtkEvhA88hIPpPZ/s1600-h/peas.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 140px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkVW8V1Flcr19I_IhdansfCTT__qNbc8s8989ryrrDNo6UTkUD8l8Rqn3NpA05gt_2rGllGzk99aR1-zLUQ3JiyoN8Dvu6jn3gCG6nxjAL-Hj9rTjtZQ-7VDtkEvhA88hIPpPZ/s320/peas.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264840485404913378" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Well it's been a long time, long time now</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />since I've seen you smile</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> and I'll gamble away my fright</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />and I'll gamble away my time</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />and in a year, a year or so</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />this will slip into the sea</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />well it's been a long time, long time now</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />since I've seen you smile</span><br /><br />~Nantes, Beirut<br /><br />This, I think, is my mid-semester crisis. Perhaps it is all this talk of elections, future, hope, and most importantly change.<br /><br />Many of us have hoped to save the world one day. Sitting in a class with plastic chairs- feet dangling an inch away from the ground- and believing that reading the next chapter of this awesome "Goosebumps" book will somehow indirectly equip us with the knowledge and skills to change our world. We were so young and already we were taught to have lofty dreams and seemingly unreachable goals.<br /><br />Here I am, 22, and still feeling the same way. We sit in class (some we don't like) pretending to debate things that matter, things that count. And they do. But talk is only useful if it incites action, and prudent action is the only thing that can create lasting change for the better. I've come to the conclusion that I may not be able to "save the world", but I can find the one thing I am passionate about and pour myself into that. Now to figure out what the heck that thing is...Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00213238453989402430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312184.post-64613818570575842722008-11-02T13:35:00.000-08:002008-11-02T13:46:26.213-08:00Crossword Clue: "Mind blowing!"I think I've found my new love. <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3yWDfRPrFHU&feature=related">Wycliff Gordon</a> was amazing last night (Dizzy's Club at the Lincoln Center).<br /><br />There's really not much to this post. Just that the words "mind blowing" were the only things that could have been said. Worth it. So worth it.<br /><br />Also, Halloween was quite the experience. Had a blast! Thanks to NY and some awesome people.Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00213238453989402430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312184.post-32460451837562123702008-10-23T20:14:00.000-07:002008-10-23T20:37:59.283-07:00Can you spare some change?I'm often caught in an internal dilemma to "do the right thing". One of the things I've gotten used to is passing people on the street asking you for money. And lately, it has been the announcements/pleas on the subway for some spare change.<br /><br />Can you spare some change?<br /><br />Here I am working to eventually fight for those who have been systematically neglected and I sit there averting my eyes away from imploring eyes. I am not one to point the finger (I mean, who is really at fault? we could go on for days playing "devil's advocate" hah), but here is a quick story:<br /><br />I'm sitting in the station. Waiting. The usual story for taking the train on the weekends. A family comes by and the father yells "sit down!". The mother pushing a stroller sits down and rolls her eyes. A young girl follows behind about 7 years old, and giggles to herself. The father yells "sit down!". She just laughs playfully and as a result really upsets her father. He starts asking her what she's laughing about, telling her he'll wipe that smile right off of her face, etc. All this yelling is getting to me and I'm just wishing for the train to pull up any minute so I can get lost in the crowd again.<br /><br />Meanwhile, I'm looking down, reading something (or trying). The train arrives and the father starts demanding them to get into the train. He takes the baby boy out of the stroller and holds him. The moment he steps into the train he's hugging and kissing this baby completely different from the aggressive and hurtful yelling I just witnessed 30 seconds ago. They get in, and lo and behold I hear the same old spiel: "Ladies and gentlemen, can we have one moment of your time..." I can't but see this as twisted use of human capital.<br /><br />So here comes the "choose your own ending" part of the novel: Do I give to this family and provide temporary relief while encouraging this unhealthy family dynamic to continue? or do I avert my eyes while telling myself that continuing to work for a greater net good in the world is more valuable than giving my one dollar?Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00213238453989402430noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312184.post-56851989737256181902008-10-05T19:59:00.001-07:002008-10-06T19:41:15.646-07:00Where's the "I take it back" button on this thing?Split second decisions can often lead to mishaps that have consequences far beyond what we could have possibly predicted.<br /><br />That's the thing. So much of this world is unpredictable and uncontrollable, it's a miracle that any of us can maintain a sense of stability or security. Things can't be unsaid or undone. The fact is that we are moving forward and there is never any turning back. I figure the odds will even out eventually and good deeds will always come back and the protagonist will always win. But "the road to hell is paved with good intentions", and you really never know where you'll end up. <br /><br />But even if a misunderstanding or mistake had created such a HUGE situation, how can you be so cold? In the words of the illustrious Gob Bluth "Come on!".Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00213238453989402430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312184.post-13636901675858415242008-10-02T10:48:00.000-07:002008-10-02T23:18:16.186-07:00Cut the verbiage.Honestly, there's not much content there.<br /><br />I'm working on an essay where the prompt is practically (not literally) longer than the paper. {Makes perfect sense to me.} <-- those are my "sarcasm brackets"<br /><br />Nonsensical tasks make it difficult to be motivated to accomplish anything. There has to be a purpose buried under all of the motions we go through, right? I certainly hope so.<br /><br />So much wasted energy on the unnecessary makes me wonder what could be accomplished if necessary tasks were given this much attention. If trying to impress someone requires all of this effort aimed at saying nothing or doing nothing, then you really have to wonder (1) if you are actually impressing this person and (2) if this person is worth impressing if they'll fall for your pointless but showy feats of strength. Kind of like flexing to show off your steroid-supplemented muscles and then failing to lift a thing. OK we get it, you're really buff.<br /><br />With all that said, I'm hoping I can back up my words with the amount of work I will get done this weekend. And sprinkled in will be a bit of <a href="http://www.themorgan.org/exhibitions/exhibition.asp?id=4">Babar</a> at the Morgan Library & Museum (and maybe some dim sum).<br /><br />All of this leaves me with only one thing to say: I can haz?Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00213238453989402430noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312184.post-12777898826161467262008-09-26T11:03:00.000-07:002008-09-26T11:04:14.356-07:00Anonymityt's difficult sometimes. You don't realize how much of your existence sits in the hands of all of those around you.<br /><br />I'm reminded of the whole "if a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear" question.<br /><br />Two points to make:<br />1. Anonymity that comes with such a large city gives you a sense of freedom, so much so that it feels like being dropped in the middle of the ocean.<br /><br />2. When does a person not matter? Phrases like "I don't care what they think" and "Why should it matter to you?" bug me. With the whole "no [<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">hu</span>]man is an island" mentality, it's really difficult for me to imagine a world where people can just voluntarily shut others out of their lives in all matters of consideration. The ripple-effect doesn't just apply to throwing pebbles into water. It ain't that simple, honey.<br /><br />BTW blogging is really becoming something far more than I would have imagined. I mean I know there are political, fashion, personal, and gossip blogs. It's like skittles, so many colors and flavors, you are sure to find one you'd like to bookmark and read up on regularly. Our Student AIDS Summit is looking into MTV having blogging stations for our students to blog about their experiences as the day goes on. Live blogging.<br /><br />I guess I always imagined this to be something that someone did in a quiet room by themselves, maybe with a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">caffeinated</span> drink at hand, and typing away at a desk. Not in the hustle and bustle of everything, mid-day and mid-contemplation. Then again, I am typing away mid-day, but it's Friday, cut me a little slack ok?Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00213238453989402430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312184.post-23311389384243834422008-09-08T11:02:00.000-07:002008-09-26T11:03:37.516-07:00I'm BACK! (sort of)So I'm in New York. A bit of a change from San Diego, to say the least.<br /><br />I should be finishing up my readings before my first day of "Health and Medical Care", but I only have half a chapter left, so I think I'll finish before class.<br /><br />There will soon be a better fleshed out post, but for now I think I should say 2 things:<br />1. Trying to get Mexican food out here was a bust. (I will update when I find something good)<br />2. I am going to the U.N. tomorrow for a symposium on the Social and Economic Dimensions of HIV/AIDS in Africa. Super excited!<br /><br />Until I have a chance to take a breath (maybe Friday or Saturday), this post will have to do.<br />--<br />update:: found Mexican food in Brooklyn! and the U.N. was really amazing. Loved it!Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00213238453989402430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312184.post-66612596176952932802008-04-21T23:31:00.000-07:002008-04-21T23:32:03.362-07:00But my heart lags behindSuch a struggle to know one thing but feel another.Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00213238453989402430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312184.post-32458822725227482052007-08-05T18:40:00.000-07:002007-08-08T23:05:33.929-07:00A Roundabout Way Back to San DiegoThe last week of my trip was hectic. So many ceremonies, and flights. We finished the last two ceremonies for my grandma on the 30th and 31st, with almost everyone on my dad's side of the family. Beforehand, my family folded 1000 gold paper "bao's" (which look like nuggets) to be burned for my grandma.<br /><br />The next day we flew to Nanjing with a stop in Hong Kong (no straight flights from Taipei due to political issues). After enjoying the Hong Kong airport, we arrived in Nanjing where it was about 40 Celsius (104 Fahrenheit). A day in Nanjing wasn't enough. I hope to return again and maybe recreate the "party room". haha<br /><br />The day after returning to Taipei was the day we left for LAX. Non-stop flying. But it was worth it to get back.<br /><br />Weather in SD cannot be more beautiful...home sweet home. Hopefully I'll stop being too busy catching up with all my work within the next week, and get some of my own personal things taken care of (like going to the beach).Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00213238453989402430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312184.post-22618743203997646432007-07-22T02:50:00.000-07:002007-07-22T03:24:30.851-07:00You know that grinds my gears?The Taipei 101 is officially not the tallest building anymore. Apparently Dubai is working on a building and they announced just the other day that it has surpassed the Taipei 101 (without saying how much higher they are going). The way I see it is, I went to the top of it while it was still the tallest. Why do people compete to be the superlative anything? I figure it gives them a sense of accomplishment until someone comes along to beat that record. But eh... I'm not the one who built such a tall building.<br /><br />Formosa is great and all, but there are some things that are "mind bottling". For example, anything that is made for couples. T shirts, key chains, hats, watches etc. Why? Just why would you want to match or have something that corresponds to your significant other. Drawing attention to the fact that they are in a relationship together because it is necessary to announce it to the world. I wonder if the business is thriving.<br /><br />For people who say that Asian people can't drive, I'd tell them to try and drive here. What would be 3 lanes in the states is essentially 5, and what would be a one way street somehow develops into a two-way street. I don't think I will ever try to drive in Taipei downtown traffic. Ever.<br /><br />Oh and I miss my Family Guy and I miss The Office. I've watched too many bad movies here, and need some good television that isn't streamed of the internet and blurry.Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00213238453989402430noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312184.post-59407726710247638012007-07-18T21:06:00.000-07:002007-07-18T22:06:34.698-07:00It's Bloody HotSo today it is supposed to hit almost 100F, but feel like 103. I don't know what that means, but I know that it is damned hot. I'm not a big fan of air conditioning, but this weather has definitely made it one of my newest friends.<br /><br />Yesterday we went to the area called Danshui (which roughly translated is "Weak or Tasteless Waters"). It's an area long the coast with lots of food, and random shops. You can ferry out to the other shoreline for less than a dollar. Randomly, while buying a drink on the street, I saw a friend from my Third Year Chinese class. I didn't even know he was in Taiwan, let alone in Taipei! Talk about random. It reminded me of when I ran into a friend in Beijing last summer in a random shopping area. Talk about "yuan fen".Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00213238453989402430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312184.post-28468925445141236292007-07-16T07:29:00.000-07:002007-07-16T07:45:24.674-07:00What's this about updating one's status?I have officially collected 10 mosquito bites (5 from a hike I took early Sunday morning).<br /><br />My grandpa just offered me a cup of some Asian alcohol. No idea what kind. Japanese? Sweet and light. Tastes good.<br /><br />I miss people though. Needing a really good hug and I can't wait for arrival of my parents. Tomorrow is a day for me to get some work done. I've been working on several projects, and things have been taking shape pretty well.<br /><br />Today my brother and I went to the temple where they are keeping a spot/mini shrine for my grandma. We said our prayers and burned our incense. It's sad to go there every few days to see more photos being placed around us, and seeing different faces mourning different loved ones. That's life though. I come home to see the babies, and things just feel better. (Warning: holding babies can be addictive)Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00213238453989402430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312184.post-19360656046331615722007-07-12T07:50:00.000-07:002007-07-12T08:03:13.127-07:00I'm ok.I have been lacking good sleep lately.<br /><br />Aside from all the other madness in my life lately, I feel surprisingly empty at times. For the most part, I have relatives surrounding me, cooking things for me, taking me places, giving me babies to hold, telling me stories, and passing on wisdom. But other times, it's like I'm really all alone. There are things I can't say and things I can't express properly.<br /><br />The few chats with certain friends have been so great. Helpful in the healing process. But I can't wait until my parents come. I may be an "adult", but I miss them so much. <br /><br />It's hard being strong sometimes, and pretending like things don't bother you, or hurt you. I've been bottling up a lot since I've been here, and it hasn't been good. Faking smiles more often than not.Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00213238453989402430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312184.post-71988720849278284922007-07-09T18:13:00.000-07:002007-07-09T18:19:50.080-07:00Extended Stay.<br /><br />I am staying longer than originally planned. Because of my grandma's passing, I am staying to wait until we can gather most of the family and do the proper cermonies and going to Nanjing with her as well.<br /><br />It's been hard, yet good things have come of it. Family will be coming together, and that rarely happens when the family is so large. It's nice to be surrounded by loved ones. I have no doubt that good things are to come.Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00213238453989402430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312184.post-18332561972080139992007-07-04T20:55:00.000-07:002007-07-04T21:06:28.450-07:00Formosa the FunI'm back again in Taiwan. Shopping, sight seeing and visiting family as usual. Just me and my brother. Mostly getting come rest and relaxation for me though.<br /><br />Updates:<br /><br />Hairs cut.<br />Ears pierced.<br /><br />Soon to come:<br /><br />I might dye my hair.Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00213238453989402430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312184.post-39889038871726532512007-02-23T01:08:00.000-08:002007-02-23T01:20:56.050-08:00Chin UpI've come to realize lately, that I'm not as whole as I had convinced myself I was.<br /><br />The truth is, I have been a bit lost for some time now and am coming to terms with it. Slowly but surely, I'm managing to put pieces back to where they belong, where they once were. Large and small shards of what used to be whole, now scattered.<br /><br />It's internal. I don't think that people can see it, and I don't want them to try and help me. This is something that I need to fix on my own. Quick fixes are never solutions (that was a hard lesson to learn). I need patience and I need time. If I am lucky, I will get both. Until then, I will keep my chin up and face each day as I see fit.Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00213238453989402430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312184.post-69383885495373504992007-02-19T21:17:00.000-08:002007-02-19T22:31:22.360-08:00Golden PigHappy New Year! It is the year of the Golden Pig, which apparently, comes around every 60 years.<br /><br />Happily lost, and happily found. I'm just happy in general.Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00213238453989402430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312184.post-1166841383182968602006-12-22T18:32:00.000-08:002006-12-22T18:36:23.183-08:00Certainly...not meFar from perfect.<br /><br />Far from honest.<br /><br />Far from moral.<br /><br />Far from beautiful.<br /><br />Far from greatness.<br /><br />That's how it should be. I wouldn't want to be any other way. Striving to be, is where I am, what I'm doing, and what I should want. If ever I feel that I have reached a point of completion, then I know that I need to start over. And honestly, I don't have the energy to go back to square one any time soon. :)Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00213238453989402430noreply@blogger.com0