lead by EXAMPLE.

am i forgetting to remember or remembering to forget?

I have always liked to believe I trusted God with everything, but sometimes it's hard to just GIVE IT TO HIM and not try to be in control. Someone please motivate me to pray more and to never let go of my vision.

And if we are to call each other friends, I'll take it one day at a time.

i was a fool to think

you'd be there when i got back.

seven days without prayer makes

ONE WEAK.

the city is my oyster.

work is taking over my life. this weekend i'm missing lovefest and no one can get over it. geez, calm down, it'll be there next year. i work tonight, tomorrow from 12 - 7, and sunday from 9:30 - 4. wtf have i become? a money-hungry fool. whatever. i don't even care because i'm going to nordstrom's today to treat myself to a nice new purse. :) that's always fun.

what should i be for halloween? i've got a few ideas, but i don't even know! tell me what i would look cute in please. :)

so everyone seems to be writing about love nowadays.

My cliche moment of the day: what is love? Seriously though. Is it the kind of love Noah and Ally had in the notebook-- an attraction and passion so irresistible that even if they tried, they couldn't escape each other, even though it was over a mere summer? Is it the kind of love Harry and Sally had, where they were acquaintances who did not particularly like each other, then grew to become best friends after twelve years who loved each other and got married? Or is love more like the skewed, unromanticized versions we see on television and in movies? Is it like Jay Gatsby and Daisy-- unrequited and unfulfilling, ending in heartbreak, but known to have existed and survived the test of time, even if they couldn't be together? Is it like Jesus' love-- unconditional, worth giving your life for others?

The real question is... why do we try so hard to define love? Is it so that we'll know what it is when it comes just in case we miss it? Or is it because we always have to label everything and understand everything, even things whose purpose is to simply be enjoyed, not fully understood? Yes, I'm guilty of always trying to figure out love and be a lowkey hopeless romantic. But when love comes to me, I'll know what it is. Every kind of love is unique and incomparable, so why do we need to keep trying to one-up each other? So what if Landon took Jamie to the state border so she could be in two places at once or named a star after her. So what if Edward climbed up the fire escape with a dozen long-stemmed roses to give Vivian her fairy tale, even though he was afraid of heights.

I know there's a man out there who is capable of loving me. RIght now, I'm simply concerned with a man who can respect me.

So simply go to church with me and grow old with me and i'm yours.

all in all, a top night.

tonight after work, i had IN-N-OUT for the first time in San Francisco, the first time since August 21st. It was the most delicious food I've had since I've gotten here and the most delicious food I've had since I was a young baby being breastfed. that's right, i used that analogy.



then i took the trolley for the first time... i felt like i was on Full House..



and then i took a taxicab home. :) it was fun... except when the cabbie started talking on his cell phone. wtf. IT'S ILLEGAL IN CALIFORNIA, BUDDY.



and my brother's birthday presents came in the mail and i am currently enjoying them before i have to give them to him. yay.

i didn't do homework, but it was all worth it.