As you get older you don't grow wiser, you grow more like yourself.
-Who Knows
I wouldn't dismiss the old saying "wisdom comes with age" entirely... so as wrong as it is, I like it. I believe it anyway.
Experience is a function of age... and our experiences are what shapes us into the people we become. Thus, "more like yourself." I'm not trying to say anything intelligent or highly insightful at all... I just thought it was an appropriate segue...
As much as I appreciate my youth, I'm bored. I have been known to want to grow up too fast; I couldn't get out of middle school, high school, or college fast enough. I have an abnormally strong curiosity about life at thirty, forty, fifty...and so on.
Simple as it is, I'm amazed with the concept of compounding wisdom and every year I shake my head at my former self. I think about me at seventeen, nineteen, twenty, twenty-one, even twenty-two and I think about a girl with bad judgment, horrible logic, and ever-changing values... It makes me excited for mile-marking birthdays. Basically, I can't wait to know what I'll know/who I'll be at thirty, forty, fifty! I'm excited to... grow into myself.
I'm curious to see what I'll think of myself in a year...half a year... or even two months from now. :)
March 29, 2008
March 23, 2008
March 22, 2008
Renée "Bridget Jones" Zellweger
Er.. don't ask why or how but I have a subscription to InStyle magazine. Dear Glamour and Cosmopolitan... I am still waiting on yours to arrive! But that's totally besides the point of this post..
I was happy to find Renée Zellweger on the cover of my new InStyle magazine. I'm not big on celebrities..at all.. but I love Renée Zellweger for the sheer fact that she starred in Bridget Jones's Diary and sequel, Bridget Jones's Diary: The Edge of Reason. I'm not even big on chick-flicks! But I love, love, love this movie.
I'd like to share a couple of quotes from her InStyle interview... They made me smile :)
"What gives me joy? Work, friends and listening to a clever mind."
"If I have a bad moment, it doesn't take me long to switch the gear back. I say, 'That sucked,' and move on. There's a lot I want to do. I want to be better at things. I want to know more; I want to understand more. I want to figure out what is I'm supposed to do. I'm on the road, but I know it's not the whole road"
Otros Blogos I Reados
Here's a list of other blogs and websites I recommend and follow. At some point, I will try to organize and provide a brief description for each. Until then, you can check out my other blog: Fleeting Ambitions~ or check out where else you can stalk me.
- 101cookbooks.com
- Advergirl
- Behind the Seams
- Chris Randel Blog
- Cyanide & Happiness
- Engrish Funny
- Erin Lamberty Blog
- Fail Blog
- Fleeting Ambitions~
- Michelle Malkin
- Mr Pieterson Blog
- My Bare Style Blog
- My Playlist
- Post Secret
- Random Japan
- RANDOM PROLIFICS
- Target Women on InfoMania
- The Minority Militant
- The Pioneer Woman
- Twenty Five Eight
- YAYBIA
- Zen Habits
March 16, 2008
April comes like an Idiot..
I cannot help but love this quote: "April comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers."
Of course, I have no idea what it means at all. I bring it up for several reasons. One, because April is just around the corner. And two, because it makes me think of all the Aprils in my life. Historically, Aprils have always been a happy and magical time of the year. Aprils are also when I am the most refreshed, open, carefree, vulnerable... it always seems to be a time when I have finally triumphed over my January woes and have reinvented my spirit, too.
Without fail, my Januaries are dark. Then I'll spend January through March recollecting myself, figuring it out. Come April, I am wiser, happier.
As unplanned as it is, I wonder if April is coming too soon.
Of course, I have no idea what it means at all. I bring it up for several reasons. One, because April is just around the corner. And two, because it makes me think of all the Aprils in my life. Historically, Aprils have always been a happy and magical time of the year. Aprils are also when I am the most refreshed, open, carefree, vulnerable... it always seems to be a time when I have finally triumphed over my January woes and have reinvented my spirit, too.
Without fail, my Januaries are dark. Then I'll spend January through March recollecting myself, figuring it out. Come April, I am wiser, happier.
As unplanned as it is, I wonder if April is coming too soon.
March 8, 2008
Random- 3/9/08
Happy Daylight Savings... This will indeed be a a random Sunday post. Don't let me waste your time..
I had a strong longing to cook all week! At a work event, I got the opportunity to learn how to cook a fantastic dinner with my co-workers and clients but that only fueled the desire. So, I spent my Friday night grocery shopping and making clam chowder soup. It wasn't as good as I normally make it for whatever reason. On Saturday, I made roasted potatoes with virtually every kind of herb we had on hand to go with some steamed carrots, Sautéed asparagus, and baked Northern Fresh fish. Two things I would say about Northern Fish is that it tastes like chicken cold... and watch out, they do have tricky bones embedded in their seemingly flawless flesh. I probably would not purchase again.. For lunch today I made this green curry dish. I made a half-ass version of coconut rice to go with it.... amazing! For dinner tonight I made a half-Alfredo, half-clam pasta sauce with angel hair...nothing special. And! Since no one likes the ever so healthy Kashi Go Lean cereal we've had sitting out for a while now, I decided to make "rice krispie bars" out of it. It was a brilliant idea. Basically, I cooked all weekend. I'm done!
The girls and I went out last night. While some girls actually like to meet /dance with guys at the club...we are not those girls that came to meet you, we are not those girls who want to dance with you. Last night we exchanged one too many 'I'll-save-you' looks and one too many 'Help! Get-this-guy-off-me' looks. Haha.. Isn't it ironic? I mean, if you're at a club, it's what you should expect shouldn't it? Guys think they have a free pass to touch your waist, your thighs, your boobs, your crotch area.. excuse me? Yuck...I cannot get over how much I do not like club guys! And yet there I was! Oh, of course I know once I step in da club I am putting myself out there. Can you imagine how lame an all-girls dance club would be though? Can't win, can we?...
I was just telling friends yesterday that I wanted to visit France and see my grandma...see Paris while I was at it. The reason is actually because I ran into this blog: parisdailyphoto.com. Also because have no concept of having grandparents or even elderly people in my life (she is the only living grandparent, the only grandparent I've ever met). And today I was told my grandma is visiting this summer! Because my Hmong is sooooo poor I could hardly carry a conversation when she was here about 4 years ago. The last time she visited before that was when I was 10... and before that, when I was 5. I'm not close to her at all, I don't know anything about her. I should improve my Hmong and have meaningful conversations with her. I just have to..
Cheers to another long week!
I had a strong longing to cook all week! At a work event, I got the opportunity to learn how to cook a fantastic dinner with my co-workers and clients but that only fueled the desire. So, I spent my Friday night grocery shopping and making clam chowder soup. It wasn't as good as I normally make it for whatever reason. On Saturday, I made roasted potatoes with virtually every kind of herb we had on hand to go with some steamed carrots, Sautéed asparagus, and baked Northern Fresh fish. Two things I would say about Northern Fish is that it tastes like chicken cold... and watch out, they do have tricky bones embedded in their seemingly flawless flesh. I probably would not purchase again.. For lunch today I made this green curry dish. I made a half-ass version of coconut rice to go with it.... amazing! For dinner tonight I made a half-Alfredo, half-clam pasta sauce with angel hair...nothing special. And! Since no one likes the ever so healthy Kashi Go Lean cereal we've had sitting out for a while now, I decided to make "rice krispie bars" out of it. It was a brilliant idea. Basically, I cooked all weekend. I'm done!
The girls and I went out last night. While some girls actually like to meet /dance with guys at the club...we are not those girls that came to meet you, we are not those girls who want to dance with you. Last night we exchanged one too many 'I'll-save-you' looks and one too many 'Help! Get-this-guy-off-me' looks. Haha.. Isn't it ironic? I mean, if you're at a club, it's what you should expect shouldn't it? Guys think they have a free pass to touch your waist, your thighs, your boobs, your crotch area.. excuse me? Yuck...I cannot get over how much I do not like club guys! And yet there I was! Oh, of course I know once I step in da club I am putting myself out there. Can you imagine how lame an all-girls dance club would be though? Can't win, can we?...
I was just telling friends yesterday that I wanted to visit France and see my grandma...see Paris while I was at it. The reason is actually because I ran into this blog: parisdailyphoto.com. Also because have no concept of having grandparents or even elderly people in my life (she is the only living grandparent, the only grandparent I've ever met). And today I was told my grandma is visiting this summer! Because my Hmong is sooooo poor I could hardly carry a conversation when she was here about 4 years ago. The last time she visited before that was when I was 10... and before that, when I was 5. I'm not close to her at all, I don't know anything about her. I should improve my Hmong and have meaningful conversations with her. I just have to..
Cheers to another long week!
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