3.31.2003

today's Visual Basic Code is:
lblTodaysBlog.Caption = Question(BusDrivers)
'function call [Question] with argument [Bus Drivers]; stores the returned value to Today's Blog

so i was on the bus today after school.... i was headed to Jackie's workplace... and i wanted to get there before the mall closed, right?

have you ever been on a bus when you're in a rush to get somewhere.....
   and the bus driver chooses that particular moment in time
   on that particular run through his or her route
   at that time when it's most inconvienient for you
   to grab a frickin' coffee?

i dunno what it is; it must be some cosmic force that knows excatly how to screw up your timetable...
and you know them -- they take their sweet-ass time doing it to... they don't care how in a rush people might be, at any time during the day -- they need their coffee, and they need it now, dammit!

okay, fine, it was nighttime when it happened to me this time... *and i still had 5 mins to spare before the mall closed... but that's beside the point...

but it's not just the coffee, there're those times when they park their bus just beyond a bus stop -- for no apparent reason! people who are waiting out in the cold -- people who can see the bus just 30 seconds drive away -- have no choice but to wait for the bus as it "waits for it's schedule"... but seriously, if you can see the people down the street waiting (im)patiently in the cold....

then there are those bus drivers that just drive right by you as you're running for it.... see, i can understand it if it's a frequent service bus [e.g. Finch East during the rush hours] -- (*why do people run for a bus that'll come every 2 (two!) minutes..?) -- but if it's not that frequent, then....

okay, a lot of bus drivers are nice people... but to those few, select drivers....

God bless those inconsiderate bastards.

3.30.2003

11:12pm
today's Visual Basic code is:
MsgBox "Sytnax Error! 'Car' not defined!" vbInformation, "Missing Variable"

i miss driving.
[here's the story...]

over two months ago, i got into a driving accident... skidded off the road.. lucky that no one was around me -- heck, i didn't leave my neighbourhood! no injuries, car suffered minor damages... but my dad isn't let me drive anymore, for an indefinite period of time... at first i thought that he was just upset about it -- CAA said that he had to be at the location before he could call it in -- but only recently i found out differently...

i was in another accident a couple months before that... rear-ended someone; ripped off a piece of his bumper... from that, my insurace almost doubled.. so, alright -- i can understand why my dad doesn't wanna pay the insurance...

i'd go to work, but my parents don't want me to work so long as i'm in school.. they want me to finish first... and fine, i can accept that, too..

i understand the reasons, but.. i still miss driving...

t's not even the driving, the act of driving... i miss the freedom to go places, at anytime... i used to live in scarborough, and i could take the bus at anytime in the day / or night, and only have to walk a maximum of 15 minutes... i live in northern markham now -- i can't go anywhere without waiting for a single, specific bus that takes forever when it not during the weekday rush hours (129A, baby!)... add to the fact that i live a good 15 minutes away from the bus stop, and the bus ride is another 25 minutes just to get into scarborough, and once i'm there it's another 40 - 80 minutes just to get to where i'm going.... getting to STC used to take me 25 minutes, from the doorstep, to the bus stop, to the station... now it takes at least an hour to make that same trip...



i went out today... but i had to go home early, 'cuz my bus stopped running early... as i was passing Markville, i once again realized how much i missed the freedom i once had....

as if it wasn't already hard enough to see Jackie with the situation we're in [perhaps in another blog], not driving just makes it all the harder...

i'm just complaining... but it's not like there's nothing i can do about it...
i'm doing what i can to start driving again,
i'm doing what i can to see jackie...

and as hard as it's always been,
and as hard as it is to keep going...
i still do it...

jackie, no matter how hard it is...
we're still worth it.

3.27.2003

today's Visual Basic Code is:
lblTodaysBlog.Caption = Answer(WhyTheBlog)
'function call [Answer] with argument [Why the Blog?]; stores the returned value to Today's Blog

[actually, this is what i wanted to answer yesterday, but i got so caught up in the moment of blogging, as it were... love does that, it seems...]

but yeah, Why the Blog? i asked myself the same thing when i started this... i have a girlfriend, and we talk everyday... even though we don't see eachother as often as we'd like, we make the effort because communication is important in any relationship... i have my friends (some closer than others), but it's difficult to keep in touch monday to friday...

(1) i like to talk a lot -- maybe you've noticed... when i become inspired or enlightened by something or someone -- a quote, a realization, a really cool analogy -- my speech becomes incoherent... and the thoughts usually go around in circles... pure thought is incoherent, but edited thought can be translated into words, and be made linear.... writing everything down does help with the editing process...

(2) like i said, i've been doing things differently as of late... sharing my thoughts with the online community isn't something i would normally do -- it just takes so much time...
[i must have outgrown video games for a while... maybe that's why i've turned AA into my time vacuum?]

(3) i have my moments [sometimes hours] of deep thoughts and writings... i don't always have my journal with me, and i can type a lot faster than i write... i always seem to lose the sheets of paper i write on when i write at school, so.. things are safer here...

(4) my writings always help me learn about my journey through life, love, service, and the pursuit of happiness... sometimes, i gotta let my own imagination inspire me; maybe the words will inspire to write, or maybe just to think...

(5) Failing all of that, Jackie still likes when i write... and i know she must be sick of my circular arguments.

maybe we'll all learn something in the weeks to come? only time will tell.

sometimes, time is such a slow fortune-teller.

the Visual Basic Code for this blog is:
lblTitleBar2.Caption = ":on love and patience:"

what keeps my girlfriend and i together is that we are patient with each other... we've gone past that 'bliss period' that any relationship goes through, and now the hard part comes... we've had our arguements, differences, and challenges -- school and work schedules... and we've both asked ourselves, "why are we still in this?" [thankfully, we've both had the patience not to ask eachother that when we're mad at each other -- when we don't really have an answer...]

but i think the question that get's us out of it is, "why quit now?" we've been together for almost 2 years now, so why quit now? and i don't ask the question because i'm afraid of being alone, but because we're in love with eachother... like i said, love means patience, and understanding...

we've gone through so much in the past, and all we want now is to walk forward in our future together... why go our separate ways over one arguement?
okay, so we've been having more of them as of late... but that's because we haven't been able to see eachother as often as we'd like for the past couple months...

given our circumstances, she's surprised i'm still around... actually, given our circumstances, a lot of people are surprised that we're still together... i've had a few opportunities to end it all... but i love her...

love is not only the feeling i have, but it is my choice.
i choose to love her --to be all and do all that love entails and requires...

no matter what happens --
i choose to be patient, and to be kind --- not for my sake, but for the sake of our relationship.
i choose to love, as Jesus chose to love.
i choose to love her, as i choose to love the One who gave her to me.
-- for better or for worse.

Love is for the strong.
The strong realize that they are weak,
and that they need the Lord to do anything.

i don't believe that i am weak, because that would only be an invitation for 'bad things' to happen.

i believe that i am strong, because the Lord makes me strong.
i believe that i am strong, because she makes me strong.
i believe that i can love, because the Lord allows me to love.

i love her as i love my Lord --
with my heart,
my mind, and
my soul --
with ferver, and
with passion...

i continue to love, because she accepts the love that i can offer.


call it my proposal.

today's Visual Basic Code is:
lblTitleBar.Caption = ":.f.l.u.s.h.:"

i dunno what's it's been for the past few days, but i've been doing things a whole lot different... cruising AsianAvenue, signing guestbooks and dropping notes everywhere i go... and i'm not one to do that...

i've had a lot on my mind recently... and i really don't know where to begin... maybe over the next few days, i'll start flushing it all out of my system...

may i should start with, "why the blog in the first place?" maybe it had something to do with dropping those notes and signing those guestbooks -- which i haven't been able to stop doing for the past three days...

maybe it started with my aunt and uncle's wedding, [a blog i did only a few days ago, before i had this acccount]... call it my response to the north american view of marriage; it's so easy to get married, and so easy to call a divorce... i know there are cases when a divorce is necessary [abuse, etc.], but it seems that the instant-gratifaction culture can't adapt to a little emotional hardship.. everything has to to be done right, the first time, no mistakes, no tolerance...

marriage is about love, and love is about patience... in all my years in YFC, that's the single greatest lesson i've learned -- a lesson i'll take with me for the rest of my life...

patience -- something that i never grew up with, being the youngest of four kids...
patience -- something that doesn't run in my family...

patience -- something that tells me to let my pride down.

after all, is it better to be right? or to be kind?

10:34 PM 22/03/03

Marriage is such a beautiful thing.

Today my aunt and uncle got married. Actually, they`ve been married for 14 years. When people asked before, I`d say that they were getting there vows renewed. But after witnessing the wedding and enjoying the reception, they are now truly married.

In those 14 years, they had their highs and lows like and any couple would have. But as the years went on, the lows became really low, the highs not so high. In the middle was their son; try as I may, I could never understand what he had to go through in those times, or (being an only child) who the could turn to. They separated twice (that i can remember), and they threatened each other (and consequently, their son) with divorce.

They joined the Couples for Christ (CFC) community a few months ago, and their faith in the Lord was renewed, refreshed. I was so happy for them; I could see how the Lord had changed them, how it changed their view as a husband and wife, and as parents. They understood that the Lord never gave up on them -- that no matter how bad things were between them, it didn`t matter anymore. My aunt has a new passion for singing, and my uncle "re-awakened [his] hidden talent for guitar," as he put it; they`ve joined a church choir.

Apparently, after a couple completes a Cristian Life Program (CLP), if the couple hasn`t had a wedding at a church, CFC asks that they do so as soon as possible. My aunt and uncle didn`t have the money and time to plan all of that.

After today, I gained a higher respect for the CFC community. Under the direction of my aunt and uncle`s household heads, and many members of the CFC community, their household pulled it all together. They put up the money they needed for the church hall and wedding, and the decorations and reception. Most importantly, they put in the *time to plan and organize.

Today, they had a real wedding -- at a church -- with family and friends. A real wedding, with the blessing of family, in the presence of God. A real wedding, where the vows go beyond the words they speak, where the vows go beyond the people who witness them.

A real wedding, where they offer themselves as individuals to each other, and offer themelves as one to the Lord.

As of today, they are truly married.


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My aunt and uncle live all the way in Guelph. Just listening to all the CFC do their little speeches, I`ve learned that there is much respect them, because of their dedication and commitment to the CFC community. They make their way down to Scarborough for their households every friday, or for their general assembly every month. It`s this commitment that is reflected in their renewed commitment in each other as spouses and as parents, and it`s this commitment that *is to be respected. Although they don`t do it for respect, they`ve earned it, nonetheless.

My aunt told us a story today. {(something like this)} Before they joined CFC, my grandfather (her father-in-law) passedaway. As she held his hand in the hospital, he told her something that i`m sure was puzzling for her at the time. He told her to think about all the things that have happened to her and her husband in the past few years. He told her that that no matter what happens to them, trust that the Lord will watch over them, that Lord will take care of them. That surprised me; I never really knew my grandfather to speak of God. As proof that the Lord has continued to watch over them, they`ve made it this far; they know that they wouldn`t have made it this far without that blessing.

My uncle also told a story today. {(something like this, also)}


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There`s this girl who has gone through so many problems in her life. Her academics are faultering, she broke up with her boyfriend, and her best friend is moving away. She talks to her mom about it, who is in the kitchen baking a cake.

Her mom says, "I`ll tell you what: you can have some cake. Eat some flour."

And the daughter goes, "Just the flour? That`s gross! What about the baking soda, the sugar, the vanilla?"

And the mother replies, "That`s how it is with life, and with the Lord. You can`t have just the good things in life. By mixing the bad and the good over time, the Lord creates something special, like this cake."


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Hearing this story from my uncle, he really *does understand that they *had to go through those times they did -- the good, *and the bad. It`s this understanding that i`ve learned all the years i`ve been in YFC. I`m glad that they`ve learned that, and I`m glad I`ve learned it early.

They`ve gone through so much happiness and sadness -- pain and jealousy, yet gladness and joy in the Lord. They`ve stuck it through; what can go wrong so long as they praise God in all they do?

In the final words of my uncle`s speech, teary-eyed, "Daddy... we finally did it."

Today, they are truly married.


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If you`re currently in a relationship: if both of you have ever thought about a long-term relationship -- and I mean CFC long-term... if you have the good, guaranteed, you`ll get the bad eventually. Call it God`s way of saying, "Hey, call on Me in this relationship, because it won`t work without Me," as my aunt and uncle have learned. Without Him, they experienced deeper lows than they had to.

Marriage is two people living their life for the Lord as one.
Marriage is for the strong; the strong realize that they are weak and that need the Lord to do anything. "I can do all things, through Christ who strengths me." (Philippians 4:13)
Marriage is such a beautiful thing, as it should be.

Don`t throw it all away just because you have a taste of the bad. I know I won`t, because we are strong.

(*still*here* right? :D)

Makes me want to get married.

1:02 AM 23/03/03