I Have Friends in Holy Places

30 days down. 16 more to go.

I feel like I've grown spiritually. My life feels like its in such a rush. Older people tell me that the real world is even more intense, but as you age, you get accustomed to it.

Is not what I am experiencing real?

I could blab about my shortcomings, but one thing I have learned during Lent is to stop getting so worked up and just slow down even when I am in the fast lane. Sometimes it's those decelerations that make you realize that in an effort to improve the future, I am missing the present. My "shortcomings" blind me from my blessings. Its like I've been acting like Haman in the book of Esther. His pride and malice brought about his downfall and I hate to admit it, but I see some of my own actions through Haman.

Do I miss fast food?
Kind of. It's empty calories. I have gotten up and stayed up to cook myself chicken breasts and whatnot so that I can eat it during the week. Not only has my energy increased, but my wallet size as well. My belt size has decreased inversely. ^^
I've lost 8 lbs.

Do I miss soda?
You better believe it. Sodas from Sonic on a Saturday night were my getaways from the hectic week, but deriving equations has the same therapeutic effects.

Do I miss swearing?
Oh boy. I am glad that I am putting a full effort on this day in and day out. The discipline goes hand in hand with slowing down to smell the roses along life's pathway. I have become more articulate, and my mood that much milder.

The question arises... Will I pick these things back up once Lent is over? Probably, but in this past month, I have geared more toward what I think is the path I should be walking. It feels better than the "vices" that I gave up during Lent. Will the F-Bomb slip? Almost certainly. I am only human :( Will I chug a cool Cherry Limeade? Yes. Will I eat a Triple Meat Triple Cheese? Of course, but not on the regular, or weekly.

If you finished reading this, I hope you enjoyed a held by the hand tour of my not so much dark mind

hay un corazon mas poderoso que nos protege que jamas y nunca sera vencido

Today is the closest I have come to death. I thank the lord for sparing my life, but also my mother and sister’s. My sister was driving along 610 South when a large SUV almost cut into our lane causing my sister to swerve back and forth. The car kept in the lane we were on and our car spun 360 degrees. Thankfully there was not a car on our left lane. Few moments have left me speechless and breathless, and this is one of those moments. The cars behind us all stopped after the spin and my sister took control of the car again. We quickly took the exit.  Although this is not the case I hope We were all shaken and I put my head into my knees and prayed. My sister is still shaken up because she feels like she was at fault. Lord help my sister find comfort because she was not at fault at all.


It was only earlier today that I put myself in God’s mercy concerning another private matter but this was something else. We were spared. Lately I’ve been acting and thinking in ways that are contrary to my customs and beliefs. Lent is the time to reflect upon myself and put myself back on the path that I have skewed from. This near death incident today puts things in perspective. Lord I am thankful for keeping me safe. Me encomiendo en tu sabiduria.

THE GOGGLES. THEY DO NOTHING

LOL

FALL OUT BOY

HIGH EXPECTATIONS ASIAN FATHER

Stay Tuned. More sh** to come. Promise

Head is in Heaven, Soles are in Hell

Oh how it's been so long, I'm so sorry I've been gone, I've been busy writing stuff for you!

Well not really. I've been playing hours upon hours of Pokemon. Caught up on Platinum, which I bought my freshman year! and HeartGold. That doesn't mean I haven't thought of stuff to write.


Watch this video. It's pretty creepy but I found it really interesting and it's an inspiration for one of the posts I'll be adding soon.


It's based off of The Mysterious Stranger by Mark Twain. I picked up the book, which contained many other short stories by Twain, about two weeks before school ended and spent a bulk of my free time reading it. It is very very good however unlike the video I posted, it isn't the actual SATAN, but his nephew with the same name. The ending however is very disappointing and anti-climatic. This is probably due to the fact that Twain passed away before completing any of the versions of The Mysterious Stranger.

Enjoy! and don't wet yourself

Forget Work, it's All Play at the End of the Day

I AM DONE WITH FINALS!!

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I will never underestimate the urgency of studying right up to the final. Luckily for me, my two easiest finals were on the first day. I knocked out English and New Testament last Tuesday. I know I aced New Testament but I felt really guilty about not knowing the answers to about 3 questions. I really enjoyed that class and I felt I should have known the answers. Dr. Neesley is such a great professor. If I could put as much effort and energy as he does into what I do, then perhaps I could really balance all the things I juggle in my life.

Speaking of New Testament, I rested on Wednesday and prepared for my next 4 finals, which I called the 4 horsemen of Finals. I had a 14 page Theoretical Physics test to study for. No easy picnic. I never really learned line/surface/volume integrals so I spaced out on those questions. Friday I had Linear Algebra, not a bad horseman. I knocked his ass down that horse, but later that day I got jousted by the 10 page horseman of Biophysics. I literally felt like tearing that test. Although I like the notion of differential equations and solving them, I was ill-prepared for that final.

I just finished my Ordinary Differential Equations final. I was expecting the last horseman to be the worst of all, because Dr. Benitez knows how to write a challenging test, and although the test I just took was challenging, I did not feel like crying and puking all over my test. I am a little sleep deprived but I am freeee. I have much I have thought about.

A day of playing nothing but Pokemon should be good detox.



To everyone who still has or is starting finals: Good Luck

I also have a Tumblr... which I update a little more regularly
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I'm the chemist who found the formula to make your heart swell and burst

Dear Chemistry,

     I remember when I first saw you; I was determined to get to know you. I had been thinking of you the summer before my sophomore year in high school. So much so that I read all about you, so that when the school year began, I’d be ready to make my move. You seemed so alluring at first, but then I began to notice the little things, like your long oh so long list of positive and negative ions, or the fact that your experiments left me with a bad taste in my mouth (I’m not lying). I kept my composure and I told myself that I still found other aspects of you interesting to keep my attention. You didn’t seem to mind when I started to pay more attention to physics. You accepted the fact that I decided to have both of you going into college, because who likes a long distance relationship anyway?

      We had our ups and downs, and when we got to our Organic Chemistry I phase, you were getting to be a handful. Spending more time with physics and math (yes I started seeing math in a new light, call me a pig), I began re-evaluating our situation. Despite the final disaster of Organic Chemistry II, where I put in so much time memorizing and writing out all your reaction mechanisms, I still thought we could make it. Going into junior year, I realized you were only my major on paper. I didn’t even have you in a single class.


      Going into the next semester, I have decided to break things off and just stick with physics and minor in math. We had our good and bad times, but I just can’t find the time to fit you in my schedule.  Besides, I think a solo physics degree covering all the physics courses at HBU is a stronger degree than basically having a degree with two giant minors.