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Two Thoughts

Many serious thoughts are conglomerating in my mind, and a thoughtful post is in the works. Until then, I have two irrelevant (but not irreverant) thoughts to share:

1. I watched SNL on Saturday, since I was getting an extra hour of sleep. Not only was it hosted by Hugh Laurie, who is both an excellent grouchy doctor and somewhat humourous comedian, but the musical guest was Beck. In the theme of twos, here are the highlights of his performance:
i. there was a matching marionette band that mimicked the dress and actions of the live performers. brilliant!
ii. for his second number, he played his guitar while his band sat at a table and brought rhythms to life in plates and glasses and tapping was amazing and wondrous and like being at Stomp again. only not live. and much shorter.

2. My roommate has an old Palm Pilot (a PalmV, I believe) that she no longer uses, but doesn't want to throw it out as it is still good. Since I am her roommate, I am the first candidat…


Tonight is the end of the week. I should have lots of exciting things to say. But right now...I don't. It was a good week. And I am glad it's the weekend. I'm really looking forward to church on Sunday. I would like to find a church to call my own. And a few more friends would be nice too.

I did make a couple of fun jewelry pieces also. I like them. It's amazing what you can do with a piece of shell and some wire.

P.S. Dead mouse on the balcony. Good thing my roommate has a brother. He will take care of it.


I've decided to coin a new word, to describe a new class of people. They're a class that is quite widespread in Vancouver, and here is what I mean when I say someone is a "hip-uppie:"

They hold to some of the "hippy ideals" but haven't let go off the pleasures of capitalism. They shop at Capers (a high-end organic grocery chain) and wear LuluLemon and American Apparel (both are fairtrade, N. American manufactured clothing brands) and probably live in my neighbourhood.They may not be married, but probably have 2 children with their partner. What else...Most likely belong to a running club or a yoga group, are spiritual but not religious. The yuppie part of their lives lies in their possessions - the nice condo or even a house!, the car that is probably more recent than 2002, the job in the downtown core. Maybe in a high-rise, definitely a suit-and-tie type office.


Tonight I watched Prison Break. Now that I have a TV, but don't have friends yet to go…

So Much For That...

After my first UBC weekly meeting last night(non-Asian count: 6), a bunch of us went out for dinner. Of course, everyone had many questions for was, "So how did you finish school already?"

Uhhhhhh. "Cause you're the same age as me: you were born in '85, right?"
Me: "Yup." Darn.

First week and the students know how old (slash young) I am. I was hoping this wouldn't come up until I was established as a leader and authority figure...but maybe it is better this way. Because now I can't hide behind the pretense of being older than I am. And as I'm established, I'll be accepted for who I am, young as I am. I think I'm actually sort of relieved.

This is a corner near my house. Notice how, instead of cutting down the trees, they take out the middles to make room for wires. And you still get the gorgeous look of a tree-lined street. This afternoon, I went for a quick trip down to the beach. Here are a couple of my favourite snaps.

More Pictures

Ok, only one picture. My bed. Garnet coloured sheets. Unbleached comforter cover. Can't wait for bedtime.

I conquered the bus today. Yes, I went all the way downtown to the Bay, where I bought linens. Priscilla Presley was about to make an appearance in the linen department to sign autographs and promoter her new line of luxury linens, so I made a fast getaway. Her PR guy needed to shave and he walked funny. Maybe it was supposed to be a saunter?

I like the bus because it is full of interesting characters. On the way downtown, the women behind me were discussing the younger one's need for rehab/detox. She is 35 and didn't want to go back to her group home. As they talked, she said, I just feel so far from the Lord. I just feel so far. To which the older woman replied, What you need is more of the Lord. Then later, on the subject of sleep: Remember, the Lord grants sleep to the ones he loves. Your mind is overtired. I almost cried listening to the deep unrest and need in this…

Virtual Tour

Living Room

Bedroom Window (balcony on the other side)

Desk Nook


Dresser/Bed (closet in the far left corner)

Sorry about the mis-order. Don't know how to fix that. I haven't put my nice comforter on the bed yet. And I'm leaning toward a red with pink undertones for sheets. Don't know where to get them though, unless I go to a local store that produces and sells bedding. Only $50 for a fitted sheet. Another $50 for a top sheet. Pillowcases are a STEAL at $12 a pop.

Quote of the day:
me: When I found out I was coming to UBC, I embraced my Asian-ness and put a charm on my cell phone. Well, I took it off yesterday because it was scratching the phone. But I had it on there for months!
steph: If you were really Asian, you would have bought a new phone instead.

On Settling In

Walked around my neighbourhood today and ran some errands. As I’m walking down 4th after leaving Bell World, I do a double take of a girl ahead of me on the sidewalk. There have been several times I’ve seen people I thought for a second I knew, but then I realize, Duh. You’re in Vancouver. You aren’t going to see anyone you know. Well, I proved myself wrong. There in front of me was a girl from Clarissa and one of my Powell classes! Bizarre. She’s from Victoria, I think, in town for a couple days to see her brother and a friend off to S. America. I went into Chapters and used a gift card for some mad savings – a couple desk drawer organizers, regularly $14.99 each for $.98 – booyah. And a book by Dionne Brand: $32.95 marked down to $4.99. She’s a prof at Guelph and a renowned Canadian author, so I thought I’d give her a try. Also stopped in Pier 1 and a looked in the windows of a couple ritzy home décor stores. My room is at a standstill until I pick an accent colour. Black furniture,…

A Thought on Tears

I haven’t cried in awhile. I haven’t let myself feel much of anything. I’m afraid that once I let in one bit of sadness or sorrow or longing, I’ll be so overwhelmed that I won’t know what to do with myself. But lately, I’ve found myself fighting tears when I listen to music that speaks of the beauty of God, the riches that wait in heaven, and intimacy with the One who loves me more than I can imagine. There’s a piece of my heart that is so desperately in need of Him. No – it’s not just a piece. It’s the entirety of my heart. Having Him in just one part of my heart is no satisfaction at all.A couple weeks ago, my friend Alison told me about a revelation that God gave her this summer (Alison, if you’re reading this – I met Stephanie today at church – she just graduated and knows you from Queen’s). Anyway, Alison was praying, asking God that He would be her heart’s Number 1 priority. A prayer some of us have probably prayed many times. But as she prayed, she realized that wasn’t the righ…

From the Cornerstone

It’s funny how the “little” things can make the biggest difference. Especially when those “little” things are related to technology. I am sitting in a café just down the street from my new place where there is free wireless. I came and bought a hot drink so that I could log onto the Internet, post a blog or two, check my email, and try to fix my computer. Apparently, my sound card is not functioning properly and I cannot play anything musical. It is killing me. However, I am writing this in Microsoft Word and not on my blog because my computer can’t seem to get an IP address from the network. If I wasn’t in a public place, I might scream. If I weren’t so dependent on this machine, I might throw it on the ground. Before I continue ranting and raving, I really should revisit the positive aspects of my move. It started off with a perfect flight – no charge for my oversized baggage, free food for breakfast, half-empty flight meant I got a whole row to myself…Got all my luggage at the othe…

Tonight At 10:15

Kirsten and I are being supermodels. You can tell by the face I am making, and by Kirsten's intense stare directly at the camera.

Kirsten's kitchen sink is not draining, and she likes to boil water in a pot. We talked in deep and meaningful analogies, but right now, I don't remember what they were, so I can't blog about them as I'd originally planned. We also laughed about my favourite scene from the LOTR trilogy, which is actually in the behind the scenes footage. If you own the DVDs and want to watch it, I will tell you where it is found.

I heart Kirsten.

{And I heart that the word heart is becoming a verb. 'Tis true.}

"the Other"

"You haven't blogged in...four days!" says my mom at lunch today. It's true. I haven't had much to say, and didn't want to just repeat my last post (I am listening to the song as I write). I've started, and almost finished, packing. I'm wrapping up loose ends, I'm trying to go hard. I've started saying goodbyes. I'm trying to figure out what furniture I need to buy. I'm getting ready to live in Vancouver.

Several people have commented on the different racial make-up of the population in Vancouver. Guelph, I can easily say, is not a diverse community. We are moreso today than when I was five, but still have a long way before we can call ourselves fully "multicultural." Vancouver, I'm told, is "bi-cultural." I'm excited to encounter Asian culture in a new way, but I also feel underprepared to be the minority (I'm told I will be, at least in the ministry on campus) . Wait. That was an obnoxious oxymoron. On…

Through the Dark

Do you ever hear a song and think, "This is my life!"? Well, every time I hear the song Through the Dark by KT Tunstall, it resonates with me and this new stage of my life.

Today, I got the official go ahead to move to BC next week (as of this moment, I am at 75% support, but am stepping out in faith). After next weekend, I don't know what my life looks like. I am leaving this behind, and stepping into the dark. But it's as beautiful to me as this song. (I highly recommend the entire album)

As I walk away
I look over my shoulder
To see what I'm leaving behind
Pieces of puzzles
And wishes on eyelashes fail

Ohh! How do I show
All the love inside my heart
For all this is new
And I'm feeling my way through the dark

I used to talk
With honest conviction
Of how I predicted my world
Gonna leave it to stargazers
Tell me what your telescope says

Ohh, what is in store for me now?
It's coming apart
For all this is new
And I'm feeling my way through the dark

Trying to find a ligh…

3 Events, 3 Thanks

Last night I was going out for dinner with Becky...we walk into Casey's, where a couple of friends are eating, to say hello. As I look around, I catch some fast movement out of the corner of my eye; it is Jess-farq, ducking behind a table...and Vaness - trying to peek over top at me. It takes me a second to realize that it isn't coincidence that they are there (Jess, I know you'd hide from me for fun), but that they are there for me. In fact, there were around 15 people who came to hang out one last time! (props to Paul, for being the only boy, even if your wife dragged you and you were only there for 10 minutes) I felt loved that you girls were there. Especially when you told me some of the things that you appreciate about me. I didn't really want to look at you, because I knew I'd cry, and I like to pretend that things aren't going to change, even though I know they will. Thanks girls, for being amazing friends...Come visit the west coast, ok?

Home for a coup…


For seven consecutive posts (6 Months Static to Summit Summary) , I used an unusually noticeable word and no one noticed. Well, no one commented on it. I have therefore concluded that one or more of the following must be true:

a) people skim my posts rather than reading them
b) people don't understand the words that I use
c) people don't care enough to point out my overuse of gangly words
d) people think I'm weird enough to do something like that intentionally and you were all waiting for me to get over it

Well, I'm over it. For now.

Deep Thoughts

I am not, by nature, a very good contemplative (meaning, I don't often just sit and think about deep things, like why the sky is blue, or how much God loves me, or what happened to the penny that I ate as a child). I like to think about these things, but after about 3 minutes, my mind wanders to some other fascinating and usually shallow topic, and I forget to be meaningful.

Thankfully, my amazing job requires me to not only think about deep things, but to actually study some of the most complex things in the world. Namely, the person of God. And as I process what I've read/realized, I thought that I might share it with all of you readers in the anonymous world of blogging.

John 13-15
God’s love goes to the very end – the “full extent.”
Love prompts service. (13:1)
Love is the evidence of our connection to Christ. (13:34-35)
Obedience is the evidence of our love. (14:15, 24)
Love results in the manifestation of Jesus in/to us. (14:21)
Jesus’ love for the Father prompted exact obe…

WANTED: Single Christian Male(s)

You girls are either going to laugh really hard or kill me after this...

It might be hard to believe, but these lovely girls are available, men. And after an evening of much talking, laughing, and a little picture-taking, I thought I'd do them a favour and write them singles' ads. Since I love to write and know some great guys and all.

We'll go clockwise from the girl in the front.

Steph: S(slightly-brownish)CF seeking SCM for a whole lotta laughter and maybe a little love. Skills include sharing her lime nachos, water-polo, and singing. She sometimes sees angels, and is looking for a man who loves Jesus. Her ideal man wears lumberjack plaid, sweat pants, and has a little bit of scruff. Currently studying Marketing Management.

Taryn: SWCF seeking SCM for wedding next summer. This Psychology student not only sings and makes a mean cup of tea; she also works for a classic Canadian company and has the gift of healing. Musical talent a must - not quite sure what type of man she…