<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840</id><updated>2011-07-08T01:15:16.033-07:00</updated><category term='sticker'/><category term='so'/><category term='ugly horses'/><category term='sisters'/><category term='good'/><category term='cuteness'/><category term='SF'/><category term='thank'/><category term='pray'/><category term='seeking answers'/><category term='the results'/><category term='keeps'/><category term='grow'/><category term='home'/><category term='you'/><category term='bless'/><category term='angel'/><category term='family'/><category term='30 hr famine'/><category term='I&apos;m'/><category term='evil'/><category term='shining'/><category term='sisters in the rain'/><category term='Grace'/><category term='sin'/><category term='future'/><category term='God = Happiness'/><category term='New Blog'/><category term='i'/><category term='God'/><category term='thanksgiving break'/><category term='Learn'/><category term='God&apos;s word'/><category term='growth'/><category term='Design'/><category term='Josh Harris'/><category term='hate'/><category term='faith'/><category term='Winnie the pooh'/><category term='Pixar'/><category term='bday'/><category term='The Search'/><category term='laughter'/><category term='construction'/><category term='Kirk Cameron'/><category term='up'/><category term='Pictures'/><category term='hard work'/><category term='birthday birthday birthday'/><category term='love'/><category term='Bored'/><category term='evangelism'/><category term='Next'/><category term='Econ can be fun'/><category term='mistake'/><category term='gospel'/><category term='ebay'/><category term='feel'/><category term='Steph'/><category term='give'/><category term='roller coaster'/><category term='soymilk'/><category term='band'/><category term='yo'/><category term='Schedule Fall 2009'/><category term='witness'/><category term='the &quot;towel&quot; of Babel'/><category term='lucky'/><category term='dumb'/><category term='frozen'/><category term='ENFP'/><category term='not to'/><category term='Challenges and excitement'/><category term='Baltimore'/><category term='Awesomeness'/><category term='don&apos;t'/><category term='zZzz'/><category term='Porcelain'/><category term='Gracepoint'/><category term='berkeley'/><category term='under'/><category term='Why Christianity?'/><category term='a2f3'/><category term='life'/><category term='skype me'/><category term='Sun'/><category term='Mercy'/><category term='Christ'/><category term='wonder'/><category term='communicate'/><category term='Nancy pooh'/><category term='comic relief'/><category term='unfinished watercolor'/><category term='Ditto'/><category term='vision test'/><category term='have'/><category term='Books'/><category term='is'/><title type='text'>The Meaning Of "Blessed"</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-7041319416169520180</id><published>2010-06-06T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T20:20:40.392-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><title type='text'>life at home</title><content type='html'>Hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're all doing well. Life here is boring/okay. Without weekly prayer meetings, bible study, church stuff, I suddenly realize I have a lot of time on my hands. Though that might change after this Thursday because my Covenant Life membership interview is this Thursday. Afterward, I'll be an official member of Covenant Life church, and I'm expected to serve in some way at the church. My first choice: outreach ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhooz I've been thinking a lot about post-graduation. Where am I headed career-wise? Life-wise, I'm set or I believe so. I know my identity. I'm Christian. I know whom I serve. But to survive on earth, I need to have some future career plan. Maybe God will tweak it a little, maybe He'll close doors, but a lot of the decision-making in this area is up to me. At the moment, I've roughly mapped out two possible career routes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Graduate, find a job in brand management/marketing/sales/finance, etc. Any business-related career that is conducive to ministry is fine. Get an MBA and continue down this road. Pros: $$ and lots of room for creativity, Cons: Avg. 50-70 hrs a week as I move up the "career ladder" and marketing is a lot of soft skills (I'll be easily replaceable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Graduate (I hope so) after taking Bio 1b, MCB something, and bio-statistics, find a job in the healthcare/pharmaceutical/public health sector. Work 5 yrs. Go to business school (preferably Haas School of Business or a business school near a church plant), get a dual degree MBA/MPH, go into health management. Pros: $, somewhat normal work hrs, fast-expanding career path. Cons: Not too much creativity involved, kind of a boring career (*runs away from people who are very very much in love with public health, maybe I'll learn to love it!), you need to have a good undergraduate GPA (avg. 3.6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, it seems like the second option is the best. The biggest problem: GPA. Why did I take econometrics in the Spring? It was destined to kill me mentally, physically, and career-ly. Oh well, it's time to start raising my GPA in the fall/spring. Please keep me accountable in the upcoming year. I don't want to be homeless on the streets after I graduate. If I'm not studying, if I'm wasting time, please kick me (as hard as you can).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-7041319416169520180?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/7041319416169520180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=7041319416169520180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/7041319416169520180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/7041319416169520180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2010/06/life-at-home.html' title='life at home'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-2915823711640228317</id><published>2010-05-27T17:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T17:37:17.982-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bored'/><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>Hmmm...I'm super bored again. Nothing to report. Work has been boring and being at home has been boring. The only exciting thing that happened today was chatting with Nancy on skype. She took a lot of pictures of me. Weird pictures...ask her for them if you want to see. Apparently I can distort my voice on skype using special vocal effects. I can sound like a chipmunk, a ducky, a man, a robot, etc. It's so fun! Skype me so you can hear hhehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-2915823711640228317?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/2915823711640228317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=2915823711640228317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/2915823711640228317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/2915823711640228317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2010/05/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-8439780842891045900</id><published>2010-05-24T18:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T18:14:42.834-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skype me'/><title type='text'>I'm super bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm super bored, skype me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lilypooh23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-8439780842891045900?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/8439780842891045900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=8439780842891045900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/8439780842891045900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/8439780842891045900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-super-bored.html' title='I&apos;m super bored'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-3531216295392652221</id><published>2010-05-22T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T19:31:09.060-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Back home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm homeeeeeee!! Had fish for dinner mmmmmmmmmm :) obviously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;--Today 5.23.10--&lt;br /&gt;1. Went to church - asked about church membership. I think I can be a temporary member yay. Today's message was from 1 Peter 2:13-17, about submitting to earthly authorities. I liked the message a lot. Reminded me to live like a citizen of Heaven, not of earth. Also reminded me not to slander/make fun/show disrespect towards current authorities in government. God calls us to show respect for everyone. On the other hand, media is famous for slander, gossip, derision, etc. towards  governing authorities. Christians are called to conduct themselves differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Went to a korean market, bought bulgogi, SHRIMP, salted seaweed, mung bean popsicles, and seasoned squid. Had some soybean paste stew for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. (going to the mall to buy skincare products. my mom thinks my skin looks hideous)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. (going to the gym tonight to run)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have shrimp for dinner yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Will post up some pictures later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-3531216295392652221?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/3531216295392652221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=3531216295392652221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/3531216295392652221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/3531216295392652221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2010/05/back-home.html' title='Back home'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-5584602132931155446</id><published>2010-05-19T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T22:47:21.916-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='berkeley'/><title type='text'>Still in Berkeley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--Update from graduation banquet (5.19.2010)--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/S_TMPBCLCvI/AAAAAAAAARI/aBptkIg97pE/s1600/P1020007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/S_TMPBCLCvI/AAAAAAAAARI/aBptkIg97pE/s320/P1020007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473224005509647090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cata and Chanhee from the graduation banquet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/S_TMOpsz4fI/AAAAAAAAARA/eGm7trOfXuU/s1600/P1020005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/S_TMOpsz4fI/AAAAAAAAARA/eGm7trOfXuU/s320/P1020005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473223999246033394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cata and Chanhee again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/S_TMOCWrCsI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/2XvJQHxDPXU/s1600/P1020003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/S_TMOCWrCsI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/2XvJQHxDPXU/s320/P1020003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473223988684196546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww Jenny and Emily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--At Emeryville (5.15.2010)--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/S_R8nFmX3nI/AAAAAAAAAQw/a0KYOq_MZ9k/s1600/How_to_train_your_dragon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/S_R8nFmX3nI/AAAAAAAAAQw/a0KYOq_MZ9k/s320/How_to_train_your_dragon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473136458121862770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hiccup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/S_R718mlL6I/AAAAAAAAAQo/VyWXhNbfjOY/s1600/P1010986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/S_R718mlL6I/AAAAAAAAAQo/VyWXhNbfjOY/s320/P1010986.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473135613893226402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Angel was wayyy too excited about her 3-D glasses. It was her 1st 3-D movie. We saw How to Train Your Dragon! (I saw it 3 times hehehhehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/S_R68qzrFnI/AAAAAAAAAQY/7BC7SPoZ5bU/s1600/P1010983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/S_R68qzrFnI/AAAAAAAAAQY/7BC7SPoZ5bU/s320/P1010983.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473134629863757426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Angel, Sandy, and I in front of Pixar :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/S_R6rJCyLoI/AAAAAAAAAQI/KazLn46MOEk/s1600/P1010984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/S_R6rJCyLoI/AAAAAAAAAQI/KazLn46MOEk/s320/P1010984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473134328742555266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steph, Me, Angel in front of Pixar :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Graduation 5.19.2010--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/S_R6qobv24I/AAAAAAAAAQA/RXJPgIPZzns/s1600/P1010981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/S_R6qobv24I/AAAAAAAAAQA/RXJPgIPZzns/s320/P1010981.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473134319988890498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/S_R7N10ksoI/AAAAAAAAAQg/7lWyexazuQU/s1600/P1010992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/S_R7N10ksoI/AAAAAAAAAQg/7lWyexazuQU/s320/P1010992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473134924878099074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Greek Theatre (Yay Haas Grads! 2010!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/S_R5KbzgJ8I/AAAAAAAAAP4/UkDpN_5rni8/s1600/Photo0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/S_R5KbzgJ8I/AAAAAAAAAP4/UkDpN_5rni8/s400/Photo0051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473132667331422146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just posting up some pictures to test out my blog before I start posting regularly in the summer when I'm at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above is Angel :) I took a picture of her as we were waiting for the ac transit near Staples with my phone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-5584602132931155446?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/5584602132931155446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=5584602132931155446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/5584602132931155446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/5584602132931155446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2010/05/still-in-berkeley.html' title='Still in Berkeley'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/S_TMPBCLCvI/AAAAAAAAARI/aBptkIg97pE/s72-c/P1020007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-8092371180168224916</id><published>2009-10-19T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T17:23:38.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God is great</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guys, check this out, it is amazing. And scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ow.ly/uQYE"&gt;Survival Story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-8092371180168224916?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/8092371180168224916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=8092371180168224916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/8092371180168224916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/8092371180168224916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2009/10/god-is-great.html' title='God is great'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-4361436595207066326</id><published>2009-10-06T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T00:11:01.489-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Blog'/><title type='text'>New Blog Layout</title><content type='html'>Yay! Check out the new blog layout I made =) I started it this summer, and I just finished the top part today. Of course some sisters are missing, which I will put on later on the upper right hand side of the blog. Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-4361436595207066326?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/4361436595207066326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=4361436595207066326' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/4361436595207066326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/4361436595207066326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-blog-layout.html' title='New Blog Layout'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-5239890838335783972</id><published>2009-08-22T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T22:31:36.384-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SF'/><title type='text'>Steph's Bday San Fran!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SpDTfVg2HsI/AAAAAAAAANo/mhyDuvq1JZI/s1600-h/P1010284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SpDSfpAqcvI/AAAAAAAAAMo/05YmpH2SbhI/s400/P1010227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373025796479415026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun fun fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-5239890838335783972?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/5239890838335783972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=5239890838335783972' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/5239890838335783972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/5239890838335783972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2009/08/stephs-bday-san-fran.html' title='Steph&apos;s Bday San Fran!'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SpDTfVg2HsI/AAAAAAAAANo/mhyDuvq1JZI/s72-c/P1010284.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-3469966534112415950</id><published>2009-08-12T18:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T18:58:48.954-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not to'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><title type='text'>35 Reasons Not to Sin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check this out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.therebelution.com/blog/2009/08/35-reasons-not-to-sin/"&gt;http://www.therebelution.com/blog/2009/08/35-reasons-not-to-sin/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-3469966534112415950?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/3469966534112415950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=3469966534112415950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/3469966534112415950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/3469966534112415950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2009/08/35-reasons-not-to-sin.html' title='35 Reasons Not to Sin'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-3997883201221844878</id><published>2009-08-04T11:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T11:42:51.076-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Schedule Fall 2009'/><title type='text'>Question</title><content type='html'>I'm planning out my Fall 2009 schedule right now and I realized MCB 32 and Econ 136 lectures are held on Tuesdays and Thursdays back to back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MCB 32 9:30 a.m to 11:00 a.m (VLSB)&lt;br /&gt;Econ 136 11:00 a.m to 12:30 p.m (Lewis Hall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question:  Do you think I'll be able to make it in time to Econ every Tuesdays and Thursdays? I mean VLSB to Lewis Hall is a hefty distance away. What if there's an exam in Econ that day...and I'm late.... =_= Do you think this schedule plan is a good idea or should I change it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-3997883201221844878?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/3997883201221844878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=3997883201221844878' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/3997883201221844878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/3997883201221844878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2009/08/question.html' title='Question'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-1556571073862957553</id><published>2009-07-28T08:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T08:51:24.811-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday birthday birthday'/><title type='text'>Ahh! =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;To my wonderful sisters,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS =) Thank you so much!!!! I got your card and your mini letters Monday night (7.27.09) ahahha. My mom gave it to me around 11:00 ish pm. I didn't really open it until 12:00 p.m so I guess you can say I officially received it on my birthday! I love it so much. Thank you! It's the best birthday present someone who's 2,419 miles away could receive (thanks Nancy for doing the "distance" research...and did you know your mini-letter was the only one that was gray? Everyone else's letters were pink and purple) Guess what I got for my birthday from my parents? A CAMERA! Yay! Now I can take pictures when I come back to Berkeley w00t. How are you guys doing? Ahh, I can't believe Chanhee is joining our small group! Yay! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for my guitar playing...ahem...it's going. Hehe I can play "How great is our God" using 4 chords! Hah-hahhaaha. I'll keep improving on it until I come back. Promise! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel very much loved on my birthday. That was all I had wished for. Thank you! And also thank you for your prayers. My grandfather is doing well (though he's got a slight lung problem now) but the doctors say this occurs often after people over the age of 70 undergo surgery. Thank you thank you thank you. I need to post up pictures. I'll post up pictures from my tiny birthday party on Sunday. Hahhaa I invited two people to my birthday party hehe. It was the smallest, most wonderful birthday party I ever had. And o.m.g has anyone ever played CLUE before? It's so fun! I'm bringing it with me to Berkeley so we can play together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-1556571073862957553?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/1556571073862957553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=1556571073862957553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/1556571073862957553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/1556571073862957553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2009/07/ahh.html' title='Ahh! =)'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-7936813989849188610</id><published>2009-07-20T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T07:38:59.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's happening</title><content type='html'>I'm thinking of changing my blog theme again. I already have the sketch laid out, and part of the design finished. I think you guys will be pretty shocked when you see it hahaha. I'll give you a hint (I've got all of you in the design).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Internship has been interesting. I never knew I could actually wake up early in the morning and make it to work by 8:00 a.m. I think I'll have no problem getting up for 8:00 a.m classes anymore. I really like the projects I'm doing, even though research is taxing. My co-workers are all super smart, and my office is next to a bunch of medical officers (Pediatrician, Physician, Veterinarian, etc.) When I'm hurting somewhere, I just have to go next door and ask for a diagnosis hahahha. Oh, and if any of you drink coffee with fake sugar, watch out for Splenda =) I'm not telling you why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since Obama signed H.R. 1256, the Family Smoking Prevention and Tobacco Control Act (the Act) into  law (June 22nd), FDA is getting a new addition to the family: a "center" for Tobacco regulation w00t. This is what our director said in the email: "FDA is looking forward to playing a key role in reducing the human toll of suffering and disease caused by our nation’s leading cause of preventable death." Aren't you guys excited? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another good news is I got into the Econ major! Yay! Now I just need to somehow get into the public health major as well. Alas, my GPA is poor so I must work hard on my personal statement again. Hope you guys are well! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-7936813989849188610?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/7936813989849188610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=7936813989849188610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/7936813989849188610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/7936813989849188610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2009/07/whats-happening.html' title='What&apos;s happening'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-2885083764753147927</id><published>2009-07-03T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T19:47:25.036-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='witness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evangelism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kirk Cameron'/><title type='text'>A Brave Witness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kirk Cameron (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Growing Pains, Fireproof, Left Behind I, II)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cVco8t-R8KU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cVco8t-R8KU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; Love, Lily &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-2885083764753147927?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/2885083764753147927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=2885083764753147927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/2885083764753147927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/2885083764753147927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2009/07/brave-witness.html' title='A Brave Witness'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-8059366565437622564</id><published>2009-06-27T13:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T13:30:29.366-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 hr famine'/><title type='text'>30 Hour Famine</title><content type='html'>Hi guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to shout out: "Good Luck!" while you fast until tomorrow morning. Please be careful as well. To first time fasters: if you need to drink a little juice, please do. Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-8059366565437622564?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/8059366565437622564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=8059366565437622564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/8059366565437622564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/8059366565437622564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2009/06/30-hour-famine.html' title='30 Hour Famine'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-5706001223800029135</id><published>2009-06-12T18:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T19:18:52.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Urgent Request!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A interesting, but exciting conversation with my best friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I seem to just ATTRACT people with intellectual doubts about Christianity to my side. This is the 6th or 7th time! I seriously think this is a sign (lol) from God that I need to brush up on my Christian knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyhooz, my best friend took a "Christian Tradition (or rather Christian History)" class at Dartmouth, and she came back really unsettled. How could I tell? Well like 5 minutes after I came to visit her (who I hadn't seen in 5 months), she exclaimed that she just took a religious class and asked me what I thought of Jesus destroying the temple (why did he do it? What's wrong with sacrifices?(there's plenty of it in the old testament)), that she didn't believe in the New Testament because the early gospels were spread by "oral tradition" (like "telephone" and we know how many errors that can cause!), that she couldn't understand why Christians got all anti-semitic (what's wrong with the Jews?), and that she liked the morals displayed in the old testament but she didn't believe in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. I think this time I handled it better than all the previous times I had conversed with people who had intellectual doubts. I think mainly it was because I had prayed to God for opportunities like this to talk about Christianity with her, and when it happened today, I just felt humbled and gracious that God would give me this chance. Secondly, I love her so much =) And because of that, I was even less prone to arrogance or pride. Third, I was just happy that she TOOK the initiative to request an explanation to her doubts! Boy I'm proud of her. It would be worse if she had an indifferent attitude to this. And so I had no unstated expectations whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I answered her questions to the best of my abilities. Now I got stumped at the part about the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"oral tradition"&lt;/span&gt; and how that screws up some of the validity of the earliest manuscripts of the gospel. (especially when she brought up the "telephone" analogy) Now I definitely played telephone before and I know the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; results &lt;/span&gt;of that game. But how could I answer a question like that without bringing up the holy spirit? I even mentioned to her that there were more than 100,000 manuscripts (or even more...) found, and that MOST, if not all, of the manuscripts did not deviate from the truth of the gospel. I even said that the time frame between Jesus's ressurection and the earliest manuscript is TINY! (50 years was it?). But her argument was that "alot can happen during 50 years," and so I mentioned what I learned in Course 101 about the timeframes of other old manuscripts that we have determined to be "true" like Odyssey's Iliad that were MUCH MUCH BIGGER. Still she concluded: "because the gospel was initially spread through oral tradition, much of the gospel we have now could be erroneous, and so I do not believe in the New Testament."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aish. My best friend also has a good friend in Dartmouth who's Jewish. She doesn't like the fact that Christians are so "anti-jew." Hm...wait a minute...what? My FDA supervisor is Jewish! And we get along like Grandpa and Granddaughter! Really! Okay, well here's the question: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are the differences between Judaism and Christianity? Was it just that they did not believe Christ was divine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;P.S And yes I will post up pictures of my hair hehe :p hahaha you'll be surprised when you see it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-5706001223800029135?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/5706001223800029135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=5706001223800029135' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/5706001223800029135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/5706001223800029135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2009/06/urgent-request.html' title='Urgent Request!'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-5940110133112383984</id><published>2009-06-12T09:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T09:56:35.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lily cut her hair....REALLY short</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hehe. I did exactly as the title said. =) I'll post up pictures...maybe :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-5940110133112383984?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/5940110133112383984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=5940110133112383984' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/5940110133112383984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/5940110133112383984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2009/06/lily-cut-her-hairreally-short.html' title='Lily cut her hair....REALLY short'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-4178660471551502297</id><published>2009-06-03T20:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T20:34:08.994-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vision test'/><title type='text'>Color Vision</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COLOR VISION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Inspired to take the color vision test again after reading David's Blog, I took it and scored 0 again. But doubting the score, I took it again and scored the same. I guess it wasn't a fluke the first time around. Cool! I don't know why but this makes me really happy =) Also, congrats to DP for scoring a 3! That means you only missed one color switch! Sweet! That's a hefty improvement from last time. Photography does help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/Sic-ALi_guI/AAAAAAAAAL4/syWfGNy8ziw/s1600-h/Color+Vision2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 125px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/Sic-ALi_guI/AAAAAAAAAL4/syWfGNy8ziw/s200/Color+Vision2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343307655718863586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/Sic96UWuCMI/AAAAAAAAALw/NlI8ih_frx0/s1600-h/Color+Vision.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 125px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/Sic96UWuCMI/AAAAAAAAALw/NlI8ih_frx0/s200/Color+Vision.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343307555004090562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-4178660471551502297?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/4178660471551502297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=4178660471551502297' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/4178660471551502297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/4178660471551502297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2009/06/color-vision.html' title='Color Vision'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/Sic-ALi_guI/AAAAAAAAAL4/syWfGNy8ziw/s72-c/Color+Vision2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-8522738291736118489</id><published>2009-06-03T07:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T07:09:05.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obama names June "LGBT Pride Month"</title><content type='html'>I just checked my FDA mailbox and received the shock of my life. The email title: "A Message from The President: Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, and Transgender Pride Month, 2009."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the proclaimation the President wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WHITE HOUSE&lt;br /&gt;Office of the Press Secretary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;For Immediate Release                                     June 1, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LESBIAN, GAY, BISEXUAL, AND TRANSGENDER PRIDE MONTH, 2009&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;BY THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA&lt;br /&gt;A PROCLAMATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forty years ago, patrons and supporters of the Stonewall Inn in New York City resisted police harassment that had become all too common for members of the lesbian, gay, bisexual, and transgender (LGBT) community. Out of this resistance, the LGBT rights movement in America was born. During LGBT Pride Month, we commemorate the events of June 1969 and commit to achieving equal justice under law for LGBT Americans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LGBT Americans have made, and continue to make, great and lasting contributions that continue to strengthen the fabric of American society. There are many well-respected LGBT leaders in all professional fields, including the arts and business communities. LGBT Americans also mobilized the Nation to respond to the domestic HIV/AIDS epidemic and have played a vital role in broadening this country's response to the HIV pandemic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due in no small part to the determination and dedication of the LGBT rights movement, more LGBT Americans are living their lives openly today than ever before. I am proud to be the first President to appoint openly LGBT candidates to Senate-confirmed positions in the first 100 days of an Administration. These individuals embody the best qualities we seek in public servants, and across my Administration -- in both the White House and the Federal agencies -- openly LGBT employees are doing their jobs with distinction and professionalism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LGBT rights movement has achieved great progress, but there is more work to be done. LGBT youth should feel safe to learn without the fear of harassment, and LGBT families and seniors should be allowed to live their lives with dignity and respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Administration has partnered with the LGBT community to advance a wide range of initiatives. At the international level, I have joined efforts at the United Nations to decriminalize homosexuality around the world. Here at home, I continue to support measures to bring the full spectrum of equal rights to LGBT Americans. These measures include enhancing hate crimes laws, supporting civil unions and Federal rights for LGBT couples, outlawing discrimination in the workplace, ensuring adoption rights, and ending the existing "Don't Ask, Don't Tell" policy in a way that strengthens our Armed Forces and our national security. We must also commit ourselves to fighting the HIV/AIDS epidemic by both reducing the number of HIV infections and providing care and support services to people living with HIV/AIDS across the United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These issues affect not only the LGBT community, but also our entire Nation. As long as the promise of equality for all remains unfulfilled, all Americans are affected. If we can work together to advance the principles upon which our Nation was founded, every American will benefit. During LGBT Pride Month, I call upon the LGBT community, the Congress, and the American people to work together to promote equal rights for all, regardless of sexual orientation or gender identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW, THEREFORE, I, BARACK OBAMA, President of the United States of America, by virtue of the authority vested in me by the Constitution and laws of the United States, do hereby proclaim June 2009 as Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, and Transgender Pride Month. I call upon the people of the United States to turn back discrimination and prejudice everywhere it exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN WITNESS WHEREOF, I have hereunto set my hand this first day of June, in the year of our Lord two thousand nine, and of the Independence of the United States of America the two hundred and thirty-third.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BARACK OBAMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;What do you guys think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-8522738291736118489?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/8522738291736118489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=8522738291736118489' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/8522738291736118489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/8522738291736118489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2009/06/obama-names-june-lgbt-pride-month.html' title='Obama names June &quot;LGBT Pride Month&quot;'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-1113501016417071031</id><published>2009-05-30T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T19:56:42.323-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><title type='text'>NEXT Conference Day 2 *VIDEOS UPDATED!*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;c&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VIDEOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://img.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v126/xblessed/MOV01610.flv" width="448" height="361"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brief video of Kevin DeYoung speaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://img.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v126/xblessed/MOV01531-1.flv" width="448" height="361"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brief video of D.A Carson speaking &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiHqMeCnNiI/AAAAAAAAAJM/iOjhTe0EPzQ/s1600-h/DSC01611+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiHqMeCnNiI/AAAAAAAAAJM/iOjhTe0EPzQ/s320/DSC01611+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341808132981470754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt; Kevin DeYoung! Amazing speaker, amazing author, and absolutely hilarious! Read his book "Just Do Something" - short read, tiny book, BRILLIANT content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiHpKM81NcI/AAAAAAAAAJE/kATkcU4st7U/s1600-h/DSC01600+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiHpKM81NcI/AAAAAAAAAJE/kATkcU4st7U/s320/DSC01600+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341806994522453442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;Moi! =) For this photograph, I admit I played around with it in photoshop for a bit, I didn't like the lighting or the "spots" on my forehead in the original so I fixed all of that har har har...Behind me is the Baltimore Convention Center&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiHmLmolmjI/AAAAAAAAAI8/4jT-O9O_DaE/s1600-h/DSC01594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiHmLmolmjI/AAAAAAAAAI8/4jT-O9O_DaE/s320/DSC01594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341803720061852210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt; Happy People! &lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiHlfoNI3nI/AAAAAAAAAI0/4JIPPU9lQyk/s1600-h/DSC01589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiHlfoNI3nI/AAAAAAAAAI0/4JIPPU9lQyk/s320/DSC01589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341802964569349746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt; I really like this picture for some reason. It's kind of poignant. Next to the harbor, I see Deborah and Rachel's bibles stacked neatly on top of each other, and that Next button just tops it &lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiHlIFQhBkI/AAAAAAAAAIs/M8CARmJBf4s/s1600-h/DSC01576+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiHlIFQhBkI/AAAAAAAAAIs/M8CARmJBf4s/s320/DSC01576+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341802560051283522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt; While I was exploring Baltimore, I saw this HUGE Barnes and Nobles, Cool! &lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiHj2QAxrvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/NGntmNHM7cw/s1600-h/DSC01556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiHj2QAxrvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/NGntmNHM7cw/s320/DSC01556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341801154188783346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt; Saw this cool looking clock tower from behind these metal thingies that fenced around the Baltimore Convention Center, where the conference was held &lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiHjVOHV70I/AAAAAAAAAIc/HYc_C9l_mlw/s1600-h/DSC01540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiHjVOHV70I/AAAAAAAAAIc/HYc_C9l_mlw/s320/DSC01540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341800586743770946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;Deborah and Rachel! (She is wearing one of those rare NEXT shirts) &lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiHh6NffxGI/AAAAAAAAAIM/wacLBky2SEM/s1600-h/DSC01513+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiHh6NffxGI/AAAAAAAAAIM/wacLBky2SEM/s320/DSC01513+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341799023208547426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt; Bob Kauflin! &lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiHtmzv4axI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ga2H8gzJ2Ds/s1600-h/DSC01504+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiHtmzv4axI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ga2H8gzJ2Ds/s400/DSC01504+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341811884019968786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt; Found a new friend! Her name is Deborah. She is Josh Harris' home-school teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Will upload Videos next, keep on the lookout for updates!&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-1113501016417071031?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/1113501016417071031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=1113501016417071031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/1113501016417071031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/1113501016417071031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2009/05/next-conference-day-2-in-progress.html' title='NEXT Conference Day 2 *VIDEOS UPDATED!*'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiHqMeCnNiI/AAAAAAAAAJM/iOjhTe0EPzQ/s72-c/DSC01611+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-1676633706685643068</id><published>2009-05-30T12:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T12:27:35.764-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugly horses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unfinished watercolor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sisters'/><title type='text'>Sketchbook Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;c&gt; SKETCHBOOK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;c&gt;I know I was going to post up notes, pictures, and videos from Day 1 and Day 2, but I couldn't resist putting some of these pictures I drew from Winter Break up on this blog. I found them in my sketchbook and couldn't believe how ugly those horses are haha jkjk, but I totally forgot I drew a bunch of you guys in my sketchbook and never brought it with me back to Berkeley, so here they are (too bad they're so rough, maybe I'll define it more in Photoshop later), and an unfinished watercolor painting: &lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiGDwt1mCAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/0P4VZ5YS9dY/s1600-h/DSC01726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiGDwt1mCAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/0P4VZ5YS9dY/s400/DSC01726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341695505999464450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiGIX_KV21I/AAAAAAAAAHs/wzHXvazND5o/s1600-h/Daybreak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiGIX_KV21I/AAAAAAAAAHs/wzHXvazND5o/s400/Daybreak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341700578711296850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiGDoSvkNLI/AAAAAAAAAHU/tsSF5yWInbg/s1600-h/DSC01729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiGDoSvkNLI/AAAAAAAAAHU/tsSF5yWInbg/s400/DSC01729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341695361287468210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-1676633706685643068?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/1676633706685643068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=1676633706685643068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/1676633706685643068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/1676633706685643068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2009/05/sketchbook-pictures.html' title='Sketchbook Pictures'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiGDwt1mCAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/0P4VZ5YS9dY/s72-c/DSC01726.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-1936423109064798952</id><published>2009-05-29T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T21:55:54.250-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh Harris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s word'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Next'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesomeness'/><title type='text'>Next Conference Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHRIST'S PREEMINENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Speaker: Joshua Harris&lt;br /&gt;Focus Text: Colossians 1:15-20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://img.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v126/xblessed/MOV01493.flv" width="448" height="361"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;Paul is writing to the Colossians because the Colossians have started to exalt human philosophies and have started to bring Jesus down. But remem&lt;/c&gt;&lt;c&gt;ber:&lt;/c&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesus is greater than all things (He holds all things together. The atoms, the molecules, the "stuff" holding together the walls of your house or the tree arching over your roof; Jesus holds it together. One word from Him, and all of it can collapse)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Every breath we breathe is a gift from God&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Have you been impressed by ANYTHING in this world?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Turn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; from that and worship Jesus, because He made it and is so much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;greater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt; - Joshua Harris&lt;/c&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesus is Preeminent! But are you living your life and shaping your life based on the reality that Jesus Christ is preeminent? "It is one thing to say Jesus is preeminent but another thing to LIVE as though Jesus is Lord...Do not say Jesus has ultimately authority over my life. LIVE IT." - Joshua Harris&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Focus Text: Luke 6:46-49&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"Why do you call me, 'Lord, Lord,' and do not do what I say? I will show you what he is like who comes to me and hears my words and puts them into practice. He is like a man building a house, who dug down deep and laid the foundation on rock. When a flood came, the torrent struck that house but could not shake it, because it was well built. But the one who hears my words and does not put them into practice is like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; a man who built a house on the ground without a foundation. The moment the torrent struck that house, it collapsed and its destruction was complete."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;Is Jesus talking to Godless people? NO. He is talking to believers, people who go to church, people who call Jesus "Lord."&lt;br /&gt;"It is not enough to give 'lip' service. Is your life in Jesus grounded? When obstacles and hardship come your way, will [your house] stay firm or will it be KNOCKED down?" - Joshua Harris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;Points to remember:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Come to Jesus. Go to Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We often come to Jesus on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;our way&lt;/span&gt; to something else. We see Him as a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; means &lt;/span&gt;to something else such as healing, material stuff, peace, car, new home, wealth, liberation from a tyrannical government, etc. But this is the wrong foundation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Paul tells Timothy 'remember Jesus Christ!' Does Timothy need to be&lt;/c&gt;&lt;c&gt; remembered of Jesus? He's a pastor!....YES he does. We all do. We forget Jesus so easily...It's so easy to think we have come to Jesus Christ but it's so easy to replace the truth with your o&lt;/c&gt;&lt;c&gt;wn ideas and philosophy; with your own desires. Do you want to build your life on a rock? Jesus Christ is our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rock&lt;/span&gt;." - Joshua Harris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The person who's life is built on a rock HEARS Jesus' word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Most of the time, yeah, we hear about 10% of what other people say. But this should not be the case when it comes to Jesus' words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;span&gt;"You're in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;big trouble&lt;/span&gt; if the 10% case holds. There is eternal danger." - Joshua Harris. Do not ignore the wisdom of Jesus' word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;span&gt;"Studying God's word requires WORK...a wise man digs." - Joshua Harris. What this means is that a person who's life is ROOTED in God's word is saved from et&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;span&gt;ernal destruction. Many times we give up reading difficult passages or we no longer find God's word refreshing, or we no longer feel that "emotional thrill or pang" when we read God's word. But as C.J Mahaney says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you want to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deeply&lt;/span&gt;, you need to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deeply&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us want deep, emotional feelings for Jesus (we want this experiential relationship with God) but "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;feeling built on feeling, emotion built on emotion is E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MPTY&lt;/span&gt;." - Joshua Harris. "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emotions need to be built on something solid. Something unchanging.&lt;/span&gt; And what's unchanging? Sound Doctrine!" The Truth = Jesus. The unchanging truth. (Not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;span&gt;something that changes with the weather like that moment you had or some time you cried in the past)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. We must put Jesus' truth into PRACTICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jesus is talking to believers. "You can know all about Jesus. You could have grown up with Jesus' teaching in your ears. You could have been soaked in his word since&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;span&gt; you were little, but if you don't put it into practice, you house is built on SAND." - Joshua Harris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;span&gt;Please do not think you're a "rock" person just because yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;span&gt;u know all about the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Josh Harris shared his testimony--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then "Jesus is preeminent. He pushes everything aside. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You can't have two preeminent things in your life.&lt;/span&gt; You can't say "God, you are preeminent righ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;span&gt;tttttt alongside my girlfriend heh-heh." - Joshua Harris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;span&gt;His ending words: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You can't truly love your mother, your father, your brother, your son, your daughter if you put them at the center. When you place Jesus at the center, you gain everything." &lt;/span&gt;There was a young man who visited Buddhist temples and read the Qur'an, but the closer he got to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pu Sha&lt;/span&gt; and Mohammed, the smaller they became to him. And then he turned to the scriptures, and he came to this sudden realization: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The closer I got to Jesus, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;c style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bigger Jesus became!&lt;/span&gt;.... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The closer you get to Jesus, the bigger Jesus will get. You might disappoint Jesus many times throughout your life, but Jesus will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; disappoint you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a video during praise with Bob Kauflin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://img.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v126/xblessed/MOV01514.flv" width="448" height="361"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;span&gt;And pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiC1ZBwbtQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/TA6i7cy5TJg/s1600-h/DSC01477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiC1ZBwbtQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/TA6i7cy5TJg/s320/DSC01477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341468599634343170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiC2IY17JaI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hWG8-aDLP6w/s1600-h/DSC01482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiC2IY17JaI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hWG8-aDLP6w/s320/DSC01482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341469413285242274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The picture above shows the sold-out t-shirts before the Conference even started)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiC1pOZivnI/AAAAAAAAAHE/90JEtElxe4o/s1600-h/DSC01480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiC1pOZivnI/AAAAAAAAAHE/90JEtElxe4o/s320/DSC01480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341468877905903218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;span&gt;I will post up Day 2 and Day 3 tomorrow. *sigh* so tiredddd.. zzZZzzz&lt;br /&gt;I love you Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-1936423109064798952?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/1936423109064798952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=1936423109064798952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/1936423109064798952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/1936423109064798952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2009/05/next-conference-day-1.html' title='Next Conference Day 1'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SiC1ZBwbtQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/TA6i7cy5TJg/s72-c/DSC01477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-701325442071730527</id><published>2009-05-26T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T18:03:55.099-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sticker'/><title type='text'>After Next Conference</title><content type='html'>I am dead tired so I'm just going to post up like 3 pictures and just call it a day. I'll post up notes, videos, and pictures tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought these three books at the conference:&lt;br /&gt;1) Just Do Something (A Liberating Approach to Finding God's Will) by Kevin DeYoung&lt;br /&gt;2) Humility by C. J Mahaney&lt;br /&gt;3) Sex is not the problem (Lust Is) by Joshua Harris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/ShyNZWi6-AI/AAAAAAAAAGU/FzmGfLean-8/s1600-h/DSC01713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/ShyNZWi6-AI/AAAAAAAAAGU/FzmGfLean-8/s400/DSC01713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340298724842862594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Above is a bunch of books I'm reading. I have 30 more books on my reading list. I actually finished "The Shack" by WM Paul Young recently. I would recommend this book but I would read it with caution. The author has a huge bias against the institutional church and organized religion, but since the content of the book was amazing, I overlooked that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also met a band named "Reilly" at Next Conference. I got to meet two of the members and got my album autographed =) I highly recommend their songs. There's none of that lovey dovey wishy washiness you might see in other christian artist's songs where you can't tell whether it's a love song or a worship God song. Another amazing thing about "Reilly" is that their music has an amzing blend of classical music and rock. The two band members I met, Noelle and Dan (married to each other), are the violin duos on the band. They were really happy to hear I go to school in California. I promised to email them if an opportunity to come to UC Berkeley to give a concert at our church comes up. I'll have to talk to Eunice about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/ShyQ6yTqhJI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Eoxoo9mH4Aw/s1600-h/DSC01678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/ShyQ6yTqhJI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Eoxoo9mH4Aw/s400/DSC01678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340302597765629074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/ShyP1mo-XrI/AAAAAAAAAGc/aIEAHC2nkmo/s1600-h/DSC01719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/ShyP1mo-XrI/AAAAAAAAAGc/aIEAHC2nkmo/s400/DSC01719.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340301409222811314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/ShyQQ7ioP8I/AAAAAAAAAGk/MUJUalAPdJ8/s1600-h/DSC01721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/ShyQQ7ioP8I/AAAAAAAAAGk/MUJUalAPdJ8/s320/DSC01721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340301878689808322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://reillytheband.com"&gt;http://reillytheband.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got this funny sticker from Next Conference:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/ShyQiewKU3I/AAAAAAAAAGs/Ks4QVqAOZiw/s1600-h/DSC01724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/ShyQiewKU3I/AAAAAAAAAGs/Ks4QVqAOZiw/s200/DSC01724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340302180199584626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-701325442071730527?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/701325442071730527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=701325442071730527' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/701325442071730527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/701325442071730527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2009/05/after-next-conference.html' title='After Next Conference'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/ShyNZWi6-AI/AAAAAAAAAGU/FzmGfLean-8/s72-c/DSC01713.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-6674674197519561872</id><published>2009-05-24T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T21:09:41.108-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenges and excitement'/><title type='text'>Conference: Day 2</title><content type='html'>First of all, I just want to tell you guys that I'm so blessed to have sisters like you. Your comments on my last post really really made me happy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second of all, I'm being challenged and pulled left and right by the messages from the conference (and the sessions). Today Kevin DeYoung and D.A Carson came to speak to us (yesterday Joshua Harris spoke of Christ's Pre-Eminence) about Christ's Life and Incarnation. I learned things I never knew before, and it has made me realize how small I have made my God to be. How easy and manageable I have made Jesus out to be in my mind. Kevin DeYoung's message was like a siren in my ears (Do you really know Jesus? If you have never felt fear or ever felt discomforted by Jesus like the way the disciples felt when Jesus only spoke ONLY three words to a STORM "Quiet! Be Still! (Mark 4:35-41) and the storm OBEYED immediately...you do not truly know him). Jesus commands nature, demons, sickness/disease, and death (Storm, "Legion," the bleeding woman, and Jairus's little girl). Through Jesus....all things were created. The fullness of God dwells in Him. Jesus is God and Lord over all. I don't think I have truly, deeply understood the gravity of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D.A Carson's message was also like a needle that penetrated my shrouded view of God. God does not need you and me. YOU need God. God did not create the earth and people so that they can whip out their guitars and sing praises to Him. God is so much from himself, he doesn't need anyone or anything. It was out of goodness that God created us. When John wrote God so loved the world...John wasn't talking about the dimensions of the world and relating it to how big God's love is. God's love is awesome not because the world was so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; but because the world was so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bad&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**This is just a very tiny synoposis of what I learned. I will post up notes and pictures and videos hopefully the day after tomorrow. The conference ends Tuesday and I've been there basically from 9:00 a.m till 11:30 p.m. (More than 14 hours of just worshipping and praising God. It's been wonderful).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a side note, I got to shake Josh Harris's hand. I was so speechless to see him just kind of pop out of nowhere and say "Hi," that all I could do was just shake his hand back and just kind of like nod my head in acknowledgement. I was standing next to someone who was Josh Harris's kid's home-school teacher and he saw her and went up to say "Hi" and then saw me and was probably like "Hey, new kid" and just said "Hi" as well. Yeah, even now I'm still a little shocked, and I kind of wished I got to say a little bit more. Man, now I'm thinking what it'll be like to meet Jesus Christ face to face....I think I'll just drop dead or something...okay maybe not drop "dead" cuz I was saved and all but most likely fall to my knees with my head bowed to the floor and never get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm excited about tomorrow. C. J Mahaney and Sinclair Ferguson will be talking during the sessions. Can you believe Convenant Life Church gets speakers like Jerry Bridges and John Piper to come speak on Sundays? I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Like I promised, I'm taking good notes for you guys! And cool videos too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-6674674197519561872?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/6674674197519561872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=6674674197519561872' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/6674674197519561872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/6674674197519561872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2009/05/conference-day-2.html' title='Conference: Day 2'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-3935051229142992551</id><published>2009-05-22T19:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T21:52:33.851-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baltimore'/><title type='text'>Life in MD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's Happening (Currently in Baltimore, Maryland)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tomorrow is the &lt;a href="http://www.thisisnext.org/2009-conference"&gt;NEXT 2009 conference&lt;/a&gt; (Starts at 7:30 p.m tomorrow) So Excited! Can't wait! My mom and I will be driving up to the Baltimore Convention Center. Here's the schedule for tomorrow night:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7:45 pm - 10:15 pm -- Christ's Preeminence: Joshua Harris&lt;br /&gt;10:30 pm - 11:30 pm -- Community Groups&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Here's a picture my mom took of my brother and I before he left for China &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt; (I told him to buy a "I Love China" shirt for Angel and I! *If you want one too, tell me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/ShdfK_1No4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/PZBH8-sMRoI/s400/DSC01454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338840525808968578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/ShdiGjy4c7I/AAAAAAAAAGM/LcxDbEF-Gy0/s1600-h/Aunt%27s+Place.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;That's all for now! I'll definitely post pictures from the conference tomorrow!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-3935051229142992551?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/3935051229142992551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=3935051229142992551' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/3935051229142992551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/3935051229142992551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-in-md.html' title='Life in MD'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/ShdfK_1No4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/PZBH8-sMRoI/s72-c/DSC01454.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-1454377246149124439</id><published>2009-05-10T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T16:23:49.385-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mercy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grace'/><title type='text'>Loving the Unlovable</title><content type='html'>This bible verse really stuck out to me today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matthew 5:46 "If you love those who love you, what reward will you get? Are not even the tax collectors doing that? And if you greet only your brothers, what are you doing more than others? Do not even pagans do that? Be perfect, therefore, as your heavenly Father is perfect."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but take a very critical look at myself. I came to this conclusion: I seem to love people &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; when they love me back. I love this verse so much because it motivates me to fight my natural tendency to distance myself from people I don't get along with or people I don't really like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like the verse stated: "What are you doing more than others?" When I'm loving &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;certain&lt;/span&gt; sisters, my parents, and my leaders but distancing myself from people who seem "unlikeable" or people with strange personalities (kind of funny considering how strange I am), or coarse people with rough tongues, or selfish, whiny brats who only seem to care about themselves, or the awkward, or the people who love to point out other people's flaws or talk about others behind people's backs, or people who are always suspicious of other people's motives*, etc. how can I call myself "Christian" (Little Christ**) when I'm not doing anything more than what non-Christians do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*All of these bad characteristics actually describe &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;. When others display these characteristics and therefore are like me (similar in flaws), I naturally want to put as far a distance as possible between them and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this verse really opens my eyes and it encourages me to step outside my "zone" to reach out and to care for people who I normally don't like to associate myself with. The funny thing is the people who I normally don't like to associate myself with are the people I relate with the most because I am a sinner with many, many, many bad points. Honestly, I see a little bit of myself in everyone's flaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I become more spiritually mature, I hope I never lose the awareness that I am a total, complete sinner but God loves me anyway. Because I have experienced this wonderful love that I do not deserve but God has shown me anyway, I want to show the same compassion to other sinners who don't know Christ or know Christ but is wavering in their faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to become like a Pharisee who says "I thank God I am not like this tax collector..." Or else I'll never be able to relate with other people! Oh how puffed up I would be! Instead, I pray I will have the tax collector's mindset: "Have mercy on me, for I am a sinner." I want to be someone who has ZERO illusion of his/her own merit, so I can truly experience God's wonderful grace, mercy, and unconditional love for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** C.S Lewis's description of Christians: "Every Christian is to become a little Christ. The whole purpose of becoming a Christian is simply nothing else." (Mere Christianity) - This touches on the last part of the verse "Be perfect, therefore, as your Heavenly Father is perfect." We got to imitate Christ :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-1454377246149124439?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/1454377246149124439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=1454377246149124439' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/1454377246149124439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/1454377246149124439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2009/05/loving-unlovable.html' title='Loving the Unlovable'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-2498502308768156357</id><published>2009-04-27T11:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T11:44:52.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yea-uhhh Volleyball Spring 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SfX9Gf6-dFI/AAAAAAAAAFs/lX_nM3j4SqI/s1600-h/Yea-uh+volleyball+team+SP+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SfX9Gf6-dFI/AAAAAAAAAFs/lX_nM3j4SqI/s400/Yea-uh+volleyball+team+SP+2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329444022152754258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are so cool...AHHHH jk =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-2498502308768156357?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/2498502308768156357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=2498502308768156357' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/2498502308768156357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/2498502308768156357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2009/04/yea-uhhh-volleyball-spring-2009.html' title='Yea-uhhh Volleyball Spring 2009'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SfX9Gf6-dFI/AAAAAAAAAFs/lX_nM3j4SqI/s72-c/Yea-uh+volleyball+team+SP+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-895527896196018808</id><published>2009-02-11T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T01:38:36.104-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ditto'/><title type='text'>Fun Fun Fun</title><content type='html'>Meet Ditto, the puffball who can squash and stretch and transform into anything!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://img.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v126/xblessed/DittoOfficial.flv"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I was bored and decided to make this. (P.S I'm whistling to "Forever and Ever" by David Crowder) Practice for 3-D animation- start with 2-D. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-895527896196018808?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/895527896196018808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=895527896196018808' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/895527896196018808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/895527896196018808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2009/02/fun-fun-fun.html' title='Fun Fun Fun'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-1509744429808428547</id><published>2009-02-11T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T16:47:51.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An inspiration</title><content type='html'>After talking with Sofia today, I was really inspired by the story of her Aunt's struggles. Even though life had thrown all kinds of curve-balls at her, even though the devil within her husband tormented her daily, she picked herself back up and said, "Praise the Lord." She is now an eighty year old woman, still full of spirit and energy, and still full of joy. Praise the Lord indeed. I wish I could understand that joy- so powerful it can allow someone to stand up even if every part of one's body is hurting or every bone in one's body is cracking, and say with utter joy, "Praise the Lord." What kind of joy is she experiencing? Throughout my life, I think I've only felt a glimpse or a sliver of that joy. Though believe me, when I felt that little sliver of joy, it was always a momentous experience for me; I thought "surely indeed, this must be that 'joy' of salvation, of knowing God's existence and His word, of His amazing grace and mercy that would save a weak and unworthy creature like me." But now it seems I haven't quite grasped it yet; that feeling or conviction that all the apostles seem to know so well. I'm now left with a great feeling of anticipation. If the joy I had felt in the past was just a mere glimpse of "true joy," then I'm excited to seek out more of God. He seems not only willing but eager to bring all of us closer and closer to realizing what that "true joy" really means. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-1509744429808428547?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/1509744429808428547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=1509744429808428547' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/1509744429808428547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/1509744429808428547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2009/02/inspiration.html' title='An inspiration'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-2064468833365598550</id><published>2008-12-28T21:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T22:03:37.916-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seeking answers'/><title type='text'>Ruminations on question from previous post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The question: What about all the wars that have been caused in the name of Christianity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; [Keyword: many conflicts/wars were caused by religious disputes. Why did God allow this?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;After an afternoon of searching for answers, and thinking of answers of my own, I wrote them down on my electronic notebook. Free feel to critique and question it, actually, please do! I have already been asked this question two times: once from the girl I met at the Christmas party and second from my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Many conflicts/wars were caused by religious disputes. Why did God allow this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Begin thought process]&lt;br /&gt;i. Well, you can't blame God. People are all prone to make mistakes. God is a just and loving God, he advocates love, fellowship, and forgiveness...he would never support war, violence, murder...it's all written in the 10 commandments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii. Adam and Eve; God gave us free will out of love. That is why humans are prone to sin because we were give free will to make choices of our own. That is the risk God took because He loved us too much. Sometimes our choices are bad, but sometimes our choices are good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If God knew that free will would cause so many problems, why did he allow it? (Very stupid question, maybe they won't ask...). Or why did God set up the tree in the garden of Eden? It seems like a trap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Because love without freedom/free will is not truly love. If someone is forced to love you, would you be happy? Would the other person be happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iii. *&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Remember that we should not judge the teachings or the truth of a religion or philosophy by the conduct or behavior of those who are not following those teachings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iv. Jesus warns of this in Matthew 24: "For many will come in my name, claiming, "I am the Messiah," and will deceive many. You will hear of wars and rumors of wars…such things must happen. Nations will rise against nation…all these are the beginning of birth pains…Because of the increase of wickedness, the love of most will grow cold, but whoever stands firm to the end will be saved." We learn from the mistakes of the past, and we all try not to let history repeat itself. Nowadays, do you hear of major wars in the name of Christianity? No. We have learned from our mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v. We have to consider that many wars/atrocities committed in the name of Christ were carried out by people who weren't really Christians or were Christians but didn't follow the teachings of Jesus- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;judge Christianity by the teachings of its founder and leader, Jesus Christ, not by the actions of those people.&lt;/span&gt; In the New Testament of the bible, Jesus says "If someone strikes you on one cheek, turn to him the other also," and "Love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you," and of course "love your neighbor as yourself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vi. Remember that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;war is not a problem just for Christianity&lt;/span&gt;. It is a problem for all religions and ideologies. Also remember that more murders have been committed by atheistic regimes in this century than have been committed by any "Christian" organization/government over the past 2,000 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vii. Don't forget the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;positive impact&lt;/span&gt; Christianity has made on society. Other than charity, donations, fundraising, volunteering, etc. One must remember that most of our educational institutions came out of Christianity (if I'm not wrong, Berkeley's motto is "Fiat Lux" though that probably doesn't mean much]. "Many of the founders of modern science were Christians." Philanthropic organizations such as the "Salvation Army, the Red Cross and the YMCA came out of these revivals [ of the 17th and 18th centuries]." I think the article I am reading is referring to the Christian revival=&gt; the two great awakenings. (Wiki it: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Revivalism)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[End thought process]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S http://powertochange.com/questions/qna5/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S I finally bought &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mere Christianity&lt;/span&gt;!!! I also went to church today, man I missed Covenant Life, and my pastor's awesome sermons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-2064468833365598550?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/2064468833365598550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=2064468833365598550' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/2064468833365598550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/2064468833365598550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/12/ruminations-on-question-from-previous.html' title='Ruminations on question from previous post'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-8302293011144425038</id><published>2008-12-26T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T00:12:16.791-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Why Christianity?'/><title type='text'>2nd Mistake/ Lesson 2- Fourth day since coming home</title><content type='html'>Here we go again :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at a Christmas party and I met a girl there (she's a senior in High School). I think our conversation about God started when we started talking about college and making good friends there. She was worried that college was all about partying and drinking, but my brother and I told her, "No, you just need to find the right group of people who respect your decision not to drink." She was surprised to hear that we didn't drink in college, and that we didn't party on the weekends or the weekdays. Afterward, I assured her that she would be able to find good friends there because I understood how she felt. She told me she was jaded from High School (from all the drama, the gossiping, cattiness, etc.) Then I asked her, completely without thinking, "Are you religious by any chance?" She shook her head and told me, "I was very religious once, but over the years, I started believing less and less until now, I don't believe at all." She told me she had a lot of doubts and that she was a very logical person, but she never got her questions answered. She told me that people often gave her the answer, "It's just the way it is! Just have faith." She couldn't accept the simple answer "it's just the way it is. Don't question it, just believe." I totally relate to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she asked me, "Many conflicts and wars happened because of religious disputes. Why do you believe that Christianity is the one religion? Why do you have wars over this belief, and why did God allow it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was struck dumb. Which is ridiculous! I took SET over the summer, Course 101, and have questioned my leaders and the upperclassmen, and even my peers on questions like these, but somehow I couldn't think of the answer. I was completely caught off guard. This means I have been slipping a lot over Winter Break- I have "unwinded" too much. My mind has either turned into mush or has decided, at that crucial point, not to function. I began saying, "Well, you can't blame God. People are all prone to make mistakes. God is a just and loving God, he advocates love, fellowship, and forgiveness...he would never support war, violence, murder...it's all written in the 10 commandments!" But that answer was not satisfactory to her. She just gazed at me and said, "Wow you seem very religious." But that was not the reply I wanted to hear! She asked me how I became Christian. I told her my story and shared a bit of my testimony, but at the end, she said, "I need a more logical answer. You are an artist" - she gave me an uneasy look- I sighed and agreed, "You're right, I'm more of a "feeler" than someone who can give you the clear cut, logical side of things."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started to get up, but I suddenly said, "Wait, I think I have a better explanation to your question." She sat down. I asked her, "Do you remember the Adam and Eve story?" She nodded. I said, "God gave us free will out of love. That is why we are prone to sin. Many of the evils of the world is not within God's control because we were given this free will to make choices of our own, sometimes bad choices...sometimes good choices." Still, it wasn't enough. She seemed like she wanted to get away from me more than she wanted to sit down and listen to me ramble. When she left, I was hitting myself over how my answers were so...elementary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm at home again, I remember that I could have said that wars and conflicts do not just stem from religious disputes. Many of the worst wars and conflicts came out from things that were not related to religion at all. There are two sides to everything. But still, I don't feel like it is an adequate answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I have definitely not done my homework. There are so many aspects of Christianity that I haven't researched about yet. And now I realize that knowing Christianity inside and out is not enough (Another problem is, I don't know Christianity inside and out). I need to research on other religions: Muslim, Hinduism, Buddhism, etc. When someone throws a question like "Why choose Christianity out of all the other religions?" It will be hard to answer if one didn't have a knowledge on the other religions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT the thing that frustrates me the most is that MANY people give up on Christianity...on God...because they just aren't willing to get on that computer, type in their doubt into that awesome google search bar, and SEARCH for answers to their questions, or get UP, go to the library, and check out a book that might have the answers to their questions!* Why work so hard to learn to read and then NOT USE this skill?! People give up so easily. It basically goes like this "Uh oh, she didn't give me an adequate answer, one strike...2 to go...and then I'm gonna give up on this religious thingymajiggy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She told me she never read an apologetic before, even when she was religious. I told her to check out "The Reason for God" and an author called "Lee Stroebel." But she didn't seem interested. I asked her if she ever bothered looking up her doubts on the internet or through a book. She shook her head. That saddens me. I told her my pastor is a very logical person, and that in order to break through many barriers of doubt, he sought out answers until he got them...and now he is a pastor. That means the answer is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OUT THERE&lt;/span&gt;. You just have to actively look for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, knowing this means I have to work harder and keep myself from slipping too much over break. I seem to have forgotten a lot of what I learned in Course 101 and SET, and from our discipleship retreats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, this is another lesson that I learned. Always be on guard. Always. And even if you think you know the answer to a question completely, and are completely convinced by this answer, you might be surprised to learn that people are all different, and that they need different answers to the same question in order to even just loosen their doubt by a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;little &lt;/span&gt;bit. Man, this is harder than I thought. Still, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gloria in excelsis deo&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because we love Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-8302293011144425038?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/8302293011144425038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=8302293011144425038' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/8302293011144425038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/8302293011144425038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/12/2nd-mistake-lesson-2-fourth-day-since.html' title='2nd Mistake/ Lesson 2- Fourth day since coming home'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-8349954929013932033</id><published>2008-12-23T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T17:19:31.986-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mistake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gospel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evil'/><title type='text'>Mistake- 2nd Day after coming home.</title><content type='html'>Today I made a stupid mistake. I met up with two of my old High School friends, David and Cacey, to go to the mall today. David was the guy who interned at Oracle over the summer and came to one of our A2F blue's bible study. And Cacey is my best friend =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were driving back, we suddenly touched on the topic of evil, and David quips, "I don't believe in sin." I reply, "Well "sin" may seem like a strong word, but its definition is just the word "wrong." David replies, "I don't believe in wrong or right." I suddenly got angry. I said, "So you don't believe a man who rapes a thousand girls and tortures them before he kills them is wrong? There's a moral standard in this world." I think I said it too harsh because he starts to retort in this very philosophical voice, "You're talking about the absolute-" before my brother (he was the driver) cuts him off and says, "guys, calm down."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David said something else, but I was too blinded by my anger to hear. I said "Why don't you read the "Reason for God" book I gave you over the summer and maybe then you'll understand." He replies, "Umm...I don't think so." His tone made his words seem final. That's when I yelled back, "Fine, then give it back to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know...stupid stupid stupid stupid. I know I shouldn't have said that. I know I shouldn't have reacted so strongly. I wonder what I could have said differently in reply to his question, and then I wish I could have been &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;patient&lt;/span&gt; enough to listen to every word he said before I argued anything back. This taught me a big lesson. Listen carefully before you speak. And always, "emotional intelligence." The hardest part of emotional intelligence is: "Anybody can become angry, that is easy; but to be angry with the right person, and to the right degree, and at the right time, and for the right purpose, and in the right way, that is not within everybody's power, that is not easy" - Aristotle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't make the same mistake I did. This was a backward step for me to introduce the gospel to 2 people over Winter Break. Now I have to take two steps forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before I do that, I need to apologize to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-8349954929013932033?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/8349954929013932033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=8349954929013932033' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/8349954929013932033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/8349954929013932033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/12/mistake-2nd-day-after-coming-home.html' title='Mistake- 2nd Day after coming home.'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-4157357833366379417</id><published>2008-12-08T02:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T02:54:56.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project 1 Done</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I'm done with this painting for now...I have another project to focus on called "Falling Angel" so I'm going to give this a status of "Finished." I wanted to decorate her with traditional Chinese clothing + fan + other stuff but I don't think I have time right now so the dragon will suffice. Enjoy!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/STz6zgepUbI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JNA99PLViic/s1600-h/Porcelain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/STz6zgepUbI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JNA99PLViic/s320/Porcelain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277368626170122674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Additional Hours took: 5 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Tools: Photoshop + Tablet&lt;br /&gt;Reference: None.&lt;br /&gt;Status: Finished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Took me forever to get that wet, saturated look on the painting &gt;.&lt; Never knew the smudge tool + smudge (saturation) would come in so much handy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-4157357833366379417?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/4157357833366379417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=4157357833366379417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/4157357833366379417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/4157357833366379417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/12/project-1-done.html' title='Project 1 Done'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/STz6zgepUbI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JNA99PLViic/s72-c/Porcelain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-1511061480891245730</id><published>2008-12-05T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T03:43:42.884-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porcelain'/><title type='text'>Peek at a project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I finally finished editing the picture "Porcelain" that I originally had on my deviantart account. Now I just need to add a dragon in the background (using a style of Chinese brush strokes to complete it) =) Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/STkT2d0rQoI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Z6hTn7tAztQ/s1600-h/Porcelain+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/STkT2d0rQoI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Z6hTn7tAztQ/s320/Porcelain+edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276270264880677506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so plain :(&lt;br /&gt;Hours took: Too long to count (started during Thanksgiving break)&lt;br /&gt;Status: Not finished.&lt;br /&gt;Tools used: Wacom Intuos + Photoshop CS2 + Open Canvas 4.05 +&lt;br /&gt;*Sorry about the watermark- once I'm done with the painting, I'll take off the watermark and post it on my deviantart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-1511061480891245730?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/1511061480891245730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=1511061480891245730' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/1511061480891245730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/1511061480891245730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/12/peek-at-project.html' title='Peek at a project'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/STkT2d0rQoI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Z6hTn7tAztQ/s72-c/Porcelain+edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-9058242225770680362</id><published>2008-12-01T23:42:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T00:01:10.480-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pixar'/><title type='text'>Pixar Opportunity! Ah!</title><content type='html'>I just can't stop smiling. Pixar offers a summer program/internship for undergraduates who do not have a degree yet, but are interested in animation, arts, or computer science. I found this out today while I was surfing through Pixar's job listings:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/STTpnjv3G-I/AAAAAAAAADU/N17f4IlGsZY/s1600-h/Program+link.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 22px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/STTpnjv3G-I/AAAAAAAAADU/N17f4IlGsZY/s320/Program+link.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275097929377848290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a bit of its descriptions:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/STTqAobcVDI/AAAAAAAAADc/pD3xQURDpE4/s1600-h/INTERNSHIP+AT+PIXAR%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/STTqAobcVDI/AAAAAAAAADc/pD3xQURDpE4/s320/INTERNSHIP+AT+PIXAR%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275098360131114034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The odds are definitely against me. I'm not pursuing a major in arts/computer science/etc. and Pixar will know that just by looking at my transcript, lol...with my Econ + UGBA 0_0 yikes. And I don't have any background in computer science. Oh well, it's well worth a try. I'm going to work really hard this Winter Break on my portfolio and application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be my support! This is what it feels like to have a goal! I haven't had a real goal (a goal that seems almost unreachable; that requires a lot of hardwork to achieve...and needs a bit of luck as well...) in so long. We'll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-9058242225770680362?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/9058242225770680362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=9058242225770680362' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/9058242225770680362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/9058242225770680362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/12/pixar-opportunity-ah.html' title='Pixar Opportunity! Ah!'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/STTpnjv3G-I/AAAAAAAAADU/N17f4IlGsZY/s72-c/Program+link.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-5747173813683136151</id><published>2008-12-01T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T01:49:11.802-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the &quot;towel&quot; of Babel'/><title type='text'>Sofia Blooper</title><content type='html'>LOL...here's a little conversation Sofia and I had on google chat as we were looking at BIAY together...:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table class="dlgTblGen"&gt;&lt;tbody style=""&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;changsofa284: &lt;/b&gt; Lily?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;me: &lt;/b&gt;YEAHHH?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;  SORRY WHAT'S UP?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;  I WAS READING PEOPLE'S BLOGSSS&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;  good question [I was commenting on Sofia's question for "Q&amp;amp;A Genesis"]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;  the first one&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;  I wondered about that too&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;changsofa284: &lt;/b&gt; the towel of babel?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;   xD&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;me: &lt;/b&gt;....&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;  the "tower" you mean....&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;  =_=&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;changsofa284: &lt;/b&gt; OH,&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;me: &lt;/b&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAA&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;changsofa284: &lt;/b&gt; OOOOOSHOOOOOOOOOOOOTTT&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;   SHOOOOTTTTTT&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;me: &lt;/b&gt;oh my god...this is going on disgracepoint!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;changsofa284: &lt;/b&gt; i cant help LOL now -w-&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;   OMY.....&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;me: &lt;/b&gt;this should totally go on disgracepoint... oh man...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;changsofa284: &lt;/b&gt; this is sad....&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;   no wonder it sounded weird...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;   it's too late man....&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;   1:45am....&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;   =w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;changsofa284: &lt;/b&gt; omy.. cant believe i actually wrote towel.....&lt;br /&gt;TTwTT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-5747173813683136151?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/5747173813683136151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=5747173813683136151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/5747173813683136151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/5747173813683136151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/12/sofia-blooper.html' title='Sofia Blooper'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-8557635186116612455</id><published>2008-11-29T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T00:59:44.512-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving break'/><title type='text'>Multi-sale Friday!</title><content type='html'>I really wanted to wake up early to get a digital camera from circuit city...but haha I couldn't wake up =p so I got up at 10:30 a.m instead and went with Tracy, her friend Olivia, and her little brother Justin to the mall. I bought a "guitar lessons" book + dvd! I can't wait to read it and watch the dvd. It was on sale at Borders! Yay for Black Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Thanksgiving and I forgot to post :( but Tracy's family had a huge party and I met this girl there name Jing. She goes to UCSD and she's part of this church called Kairos Fellowship Church. We talked a lot about Christianity, fellowship, and evangelism. It was really nice to have someone to talk to at the party. All the other kids were busy playing wii and xbox 360 in the other room (though I'm guilty of playing a little Halo and super smash as well hehehe). At one point we even shared a life/death struggle together....okay....lol it wasn't that extreme at all, but I was trying to open the window of the room I was staying at and the screen fell off so I kind of dived after it, and then I realized I couldn't get back into the room because I did jump like 7 feet down. So Jing and I ensued in a "tug-a-war" session between gravity and her, me being the rope. At this point, I realized I really needed some WEIGHT training because man, I could not pull myself up! No wonder I suck at arm wrestling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha anyway, thanksgiving break has been good to me. I'm almost too comfortable here. I have so much free time- I spend it just drawing away on the computer, using Tracy's really nice Wacom intuos 3 tablet. I'm currently finishing up 3 projects (all going at the same time...which is bad because I have a minor case of ADHD so it's hard for me to start something and finish it). Oh well I still want to try. I'll post it on this blog or deviantart soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to Berkeley tomorrow around 10: 30 a.m. It'll take me 2 hours to get back so I'll be there by 1:00 p.m. I hope everything is going well with everyone. Sofia and Carolynnnn- I hope you guys were productive at home. I know I wasn'tttt :p (academic wise). I can't wait to see you guys. I missed a2f + gracepoint so much. I do have a lot of stuff to share with my sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-8557635186116612455?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/8557635186116612455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=8557635186116612455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/8557635186116612455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/8557635186116612455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/11/multi-sale-friday.html' title='Multi-sale Friday!'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-8352356365429239670</id><published>2008-11-26T02:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T02:21:20.227-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the results'/><title type='text'>Results from The Search</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yay! I finally got some pictures from "The Search" event...though it's not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SS0haOpWDiI/AAAAAAAAADM/lUqG7KikTKM/s1600-h/IMG_9047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SS0haOpWDiI/AAAAAAAAADM/lUqG7KikTKM/s320/IMG_9047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272907473212542498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick Pitera and I. Really wish I had more chance to talk to him about animation + Pixar and such. Oh well :( Maybe someday...in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SS0hU75LXhI/AAAAAAAAADE/9JtO47dgtj4/s1600-h/IMG_9048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SS0hU75LXhI/AAAAAAAAADE/9JtO47dgtj4/s320/IMG_9048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272907382279331346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1/3 of my creative committee looking spiffy in front of Julia Morgan haha =) How cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Going to San Jose in about 15 hours. W00t! Can't wait to meet my mom's good friend and her daughter, Tracy (Check out her &lt;a href="http://angrytalic.deviantart.com"&gt;deviantart porfolio&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;*Warning: there are some promiscuous drawings :/ but it's not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone will have a wonderful, awesome, fantastic, superrrrrr THANKSGIVING HOLIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you God! You're my hero, my savior, my all =) I'm eternally grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I'll update again on Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-8352356365429239670?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/8352356365429239670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=8352356365429239670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/8352356365429239670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/8352356365429239670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/11/results-from-search.html' title='Results from The Search'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SS0haOpWDiI/AAAAAAAAADM/lUqG7KikTKM/s72-c/IMG_9047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-7732155467102616149</id><published>2008-11-25T01:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T02:02:38.639-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wonder'/><title type='text'>New Art</title><content type='html'>Just finished a new piece of artwork; took 6.5 hours but they were a fun 6.5 hours (I don't think I could study this long 0_0) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call it "Wonder!" ...like "Wonderbreaddd!!!"...okay fine maybe "wonderchild"?...well it's gotta have wonder in it because I like that word :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Got to experiment with fingers and feet (man I never knew drawing hands and feet could be so annoying and hard), lighting, shadow, and kids (because I never draw little children).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SSvLQ78X8JI/AAAAAAAAAC8/H5En8q772xc/s1600-h/Happy+Child.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SSvLQ78X8JI/AAAAAAAAAC8/H5En8q772xc/s320/Happy+Child.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272531280596562066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;Love, Lily (It's going to be put on my deviantart account)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-7732155467102616149?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/7732155467102616149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=7732155467102616149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/7732155467102616149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/7732155467102616149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-art.html' title='New Art'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SSvLQ78X8JI/AAAAAAAAAC8/H5En8q772xc/s72-c/Happy+Child.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-4878300902300210227</id><published>2008-11-19T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T00:21:21.011-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hard work'/><title type='text'>Why is "hard work" so hard?!</title><content type='html'>These days I can't concentrate on my studies. Actually I haven't been able to concentrate ever since the semester started. I'm getting my mid-terms back, and although they're not horrible...I used to do better. I've always had this problem with the idea of working "too" hard at something. Back in High School, I calculated my degree of "hard work" so well that I never spent more time than was necessary to achieve a good grade; which really meant if straight A's can be consisted of a bunch of 89.9% then that's exactly what I'm getting. Sure my GPA may have been higher than a 3.8 + throughout high school, but if they were represented by percents, more than 80% of the A's were 89.9%'s. I just never worked hard at anything (well...except for AP Chemistry...which I tried to get a 100%...but then I got distracted by this anime that just came out during that time...). Funny thing is...it was hard work making sure I didn't work too hard at something...&gt;.&lt; kinda sad eh?&lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew how to work hard! That was such a stupid sentence. I feel guilty every time I take a break in my studies to do something totally wasteful and totally meaningless like surf the internet or watch a movie or drool at people's artwork on deviantart when I could instead call up a friend and SPREAD the gospel!!.......no. See?! Aish I'm a lost case.&lt;br /&gt;I once knew a friend who practiced 8 hours on the piano EVERY DAY! (for 2 months!) 0_0 in order to win this competition. This means monotonous repetition of the same song over and over and over and over and over and over...need I say more? How do people do that?! How does one have the willpower to do that...the stamina...the tenacity....the abandoning of all pleasure and other activities to live and breathe PIANO?!&lt;br /&gt;Life offers too many distractions. It's hard to focus. I can't read Statistics without thinking of this cartoon that I want to watch or this painting I want to paint or this career I want to pursue or Gracepoint's upcoming events or getting a private tour at Dreamworks Studio!! or this food I really really want to eat or this blazer I'm dying to buy (I hope they have it in my size) or randomly thinking of Psalm 23 or the Genesis and how scary God can be in the old testament....and...and ....and ARGHH! Oh kill me.&lt;br /&gt;Will someone please teach me how to focus? No. I need to learn that on my own. -Cries- That's the hard part...and I hate the word "hard"! Oh Brett...and Alex Harris...how do you guys "do hard things"? ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-4878300902300210227?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/4878300902300210227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=4878300902300210227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/4878300902300210227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/4878300902300210227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-is-hard-work-so-hard.html' title='Why is &quot;hard work&quot; so hard?!'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-8064142649000542167</id><published>2008-11-12T01:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T01:24:43.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Language</title><content type='html'>I finally got around to taking the 5 love languages quiz! Yay! Here are my results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="750" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;u&gt;Score&lt;/u&gt;    &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td&gt;     &lt;u&gt;Love Language&lt;/u&gt;    &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;       9    &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td width="600"&gt;     Words of Affirmation    &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;       8    &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td&gt;     Quality Time    &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;       3    &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td&gt;     Receiving of Gifts    &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;       2    &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td&gt;     Acts of Service    &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;       8    &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td&gt;     Physical Touch    &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How to interpret your Profile Score:    &lt;br /&gt;Your highest score indicates your primary love language.  Your second highest score indicates your secondary love&lt;br /&gt;language.       If two scores are identical, you are bilingual (you have two primary love languages).  If the scores of your&lt;br /&gt;primary and your secondary     language are close (for example, 10 &amp;amp; 9 respectfully), it indicates both are important to&lt;br /&gt;you.  Whatever a significant other does to      express love in either of these languages will get emotional points with you.&lt;br /&gt;The highest possible score for any language is 12.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I completely agree with my love languages. Though I feel "receiving gifts" could be a little higher hehe :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-8064142649000542167?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/8064142649000542167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=8064142649000542167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/8064142649000542167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/8064142649000542167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/11/love-language.html' title='Love Language'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-4618796365093798941</id><published>2008-11-12T00:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T00:32:57.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Did</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"God Did" by Shane &amp;amp; Shane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Growin’ up I overheard&lt;br /&gt;All the grown ups sayin’&lt;br /&gt;You better be prayin’&lt;br /&gt;And sayin’&lt;br /&gt;All the right little things&lt;br /&gt;At the right little times&lt;br /&gt;And I had it down&lt;br /&gt;At least on the outside&lt;br /&gt;I’d put my best side forward&lt;br /&gt;I could smile with the best&lt;br /&gt;And dress like the rest&lt;br /&gt;Of the messed up church folk singin’ a song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you sitting down&lt;br /&gt;With all your sin and shame all stored up&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready to live&lt;br /&gt;For what the law could not do&lt;br /&gt;God did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that morality&lt;br /&gt;Got the best of you and me&lt;br /&gt;Got us thinking&lt;br /&gt;That we’re on the brink&lt;br /&gt;Of a drink of the cup that’s all filled up&lt;br /&gt;With the cross havin’ even a little to do with us&lt;br /&gt;It was His day&lt;br /&gt;It was His way&lt;br /&gt;To the glory of His grace&lt;br /&gt;Took our disease&lt;br /&gt;Enough to please&lt;br /&gt;The Father of lights&lt;br /&gt;To bruise Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe do’s and don’ts&lt;br /&gt;Were made to show&lt;br /&gt;How much we do&lt;br /&gt;And don’t ever make it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Lord, help us to understand the depth of Your ever sovereign sacrifice in Jesus. That what the Law could not do, weak as it was through the flesh, God did: sending His own Son in the likeness of sinful flesh and as an offering for sin, He condemned sin in the flesh…” (Rom 8:3)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-4618796365093798941?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/4618796365093798941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=4618796365093798941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/4618796365093798941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/4618796365093798941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/11/god-did.html' title='God Did'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-5250615822600619675</id><published>2008-11-10T21:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T21:27:36.344-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Search'/><title type='text'>The Search-Nick Pitera</title><content type='html'>Hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to let you know that my organization (UMA) is hosting an event called "The Search" on November 13th, at the Julia Morgan Theatre- 7:30 p.m! I'll be working on the tech crew (doing sound and music). If you would like to come, just talk to me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick Pitera will be at the performance, here's his video advertising the show:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kMUgiIFRKS0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kMUgiIFRKS0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can come, that would be awesome! I can assure you guys that there won't be any strange, provocative, abrasive, etc. things going on at the show. Ego is coming to perform (Traditional Korean Drumming Group), Movement jazz, Jellotech (hip-hop group), Noteworthy, and more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this girl name Lisa Qin who is coming as well (she's got several videos on youtube). She plays the guitar really well and she sings like a superstar. (She sings in Japanese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then this guy name Johnny Shin who's singing this piece by Rain called "I Do." Hehe that'll be fun to listen to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then of course...Nick Pitera. Let's see if he can really sing like a girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesearchatcal.com"&gt;http://thesearchatcal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-5250615822600619675?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/5250615822600619675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=5250615822600619675' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/5250615822600619675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/5250615822600619675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/11/search-nick-pitera_10.html' title='The Search-Nick Pitera'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-2155413378657349336</id><published>2008-11-05T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:17:05.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GONE!</title><content type='html'>Ahh! Can't wait for GONE tomorrow- hopefully the presidents from UMA will approve me not going to the speaker panel tomorrow (which is at the same time). I'm a little sad I won't be able to meet the representatives from Google, Gallup Polls, Burson Marsteller, and Johnson &amp;amp; Johnson but so what?&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I've got bigger fish to catch :p&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;lol...that doesn't make a lot of sense &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooo by the way, if you're interested, check out: &lt;a href="http://thesearchatcal.com/"&gt;http://thesearchatcal.com&lt;/a&gt; (my design is on there :p).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an event sponsored by my club Undergraduate Marketing Association. Guest performer: Nick Pitera (the guy who...sings like a girl- remember "A Whole New World"?) is coming to perform. If you're interested, I might be able to give you a discount price on the ticket hehe.&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-2155413378657349336?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/2155413378657349336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=2155413378657349336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/2155413378657349336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/2155413378657349336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/11/gone.html' title='GONE!'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-2032977888427583915</id><published>2008-11-05T02:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T02:42:23.850-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zZzz'/><title type='text'>Need sleep zzZzz</title><content type='html'>I really really need sleep zZZzz...I'm sad I missed prayer meeting :(&lt;br /&gt;DT today with Stephanie and Christina was awesome. I'm beginning to really look forward to DT sessions with them. I also learned a new trick to making a book cover hehehe- I can't wait to try it; I'm going to cover my bible with a FANCY paper bag so that it'll never get dirty or dusty again! (I learned this trick today during DT while I was analyzing this bible I borrowed from someone at the Y :p) Man people are so creative!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right...mid-term coming up soon so I really need to sleep zZzz. I'm also sad that I've been missing my Stat, math, and archery lectures again :( I don't get you math, engineering, science majors...math and stat just bores me to death. I can't even get past an equation without knocking out. And if I see the pi symbol, or the sigma, or the nu, or eveennn the carrot symbol (is that what it's called? That thingamagiggy you put after a number to indicate exponentiality)...my vision starts to blur and I go half blind. I swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-2032977888427583915?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/2032977888427583915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=2032977888427583915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/2032977888427583915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/2032977888427583915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/11/need-sleep-zzzzz.html' title='Need sleep zzZzz'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-6346351280342170306</id><published>2008-11-04T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T03:24:24.304-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Design'/><title type='text'>The Search</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRAqE0ytPVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9LQEDqLdPXQ/s1600-h/The+Search.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRAqE0ytPVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9LQEDqLdPXQ/s320/The+Search.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264754226775276882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! I just finished a design for my club's (Undergraduate Marketing Association)'s huge event coming up on November 13th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: The image was not taken by my me. It was taken by an awesome photographer &lt;a seenad2f1087824233224f4502304634ac8fb96b0d73="true" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/puerzer/2106835528/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/&lt;wbr&gt;puerzer/2106835528/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline; cursor: pointer; padding-right: 16px; width: 16px; height: 16px;" linkad2f1087824233224f4502304634ac8fb96b0d73="flickr.com"&gt;  (I just photoshoped it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Today during one of our UMA officer meetings...the vice president got on his knees, with this HUGE bouquet of flowers in his hands, to our co-president (they're dating)...and proposed! (All right not exactly but he presented her with a "promise ring") OH MY GOD. It was just too much- one of the officers and I almost burst out crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-6346351280342170306?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/6346351280342170306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=6346351280342170306' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/6346351280342170306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/6346351280342170306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/11/search.html' title='The Search'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRAqE0ytPVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9LQEDqLdPXQ/s72-c/The+Search.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-7165480549354918127</id><published>2008-11-02T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T12:13:39.035-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sisters in the rain'/><title type='text'>Sisters in the rain...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SQ1zq8ZP0OI/AAAAAAAAAB4/4TqeOLryPtI/s1600-h/Sisters+in+the+rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SQ1zq8ZP0OI/AAAAAAAAAB4/4TqeOLryPtI/s320/Sisters+in+the+rain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263990721069699298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh my goodness, I couldn't start studying until I finished this piece which got imprinted in my mind and wouldn't go away!&lt;br /&gt;I remember saying to Jenny as we were walking towards the corner of Hillegass/Dwight- as we gazed at the other sisters ahead of us, in little pairs, under their umbrellas- "Jenny, that is a painting right there. Them and their umbrellas, and the architecture, and the glow from the lights. I wish I could paint that." Aish...I didn't know I was serious &gt;.&lt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Title: Sisters in the Rain.&lt;br /&gt;Status: unfinished&lt;br /&gt;People: Front (from left to right): Carolyn, Sofia&lt;br /&gt;Back (from left to right): Catarina, Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;Time it took: 3.5 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S If you want to see other artwork, visit my &lt;a href="http://ylily.deviantart.com/"&gt;digital art portfolio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-7165480549354918127?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/7165480549354918127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=7165480549354918127' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/7165480549354918127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/7165480549354918127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/11/sisters-in-rain.html' title='Sisters in the rain...'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SQ1zq8ZP0OI/AAAAAAAAAB4/4TqeOLryPtI/s72-c/Sisters+in+the+rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-4402786545518671870</id><published>2008-10-28T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T00:55:14.494-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growth'/><title type='text'>Spiritual growth and time</title><content type='html'>Pastor Ed brought up a piercing example during Sunday's sermon- that when you have little time for spiritual growth, you ultimately have little time to research answers to answer questions/doubts many atheists bring up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that question your friend asked you long ago: "Why does God allow babies to die?" The question that you still don't have a good answer for because you never HAD the time to look this answer up in the bible or through apologetics such as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Reason for God&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Letters from a Skeptic&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember my best friend asked me once "If this idea of Christianity is so true, so good for humanity, then why doesn't everyone believe right now? Why?" I remember I had no good answer for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I remember she also asked me once "What about the people of this world before Jesus came to save us and die on the cross? Were they not saved? Huh?"...I also didn't have a good answer for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I remember my other best friend asked me once: "I hate the way religions keep warring against one another. It feels like all you're doing is competing against each other and arguing "My God is better." That's stupid...that's why I'm agnostic. I believe there's someone higher up there, but I don't believe He exists in any one of your religions." I didn't have a good answer for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend asked me once: "I don't get this trinity thing, how can God be three things at once? It all sounds so fantastical to me- like some sort of fable. Seriously, what is this God = Jesus concept? Wasn't Jesus God's son? How can He be God....and the son....&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I'm reading the bible more now, praying more, growing more, reading apologetics...I'm starting to see the answer to all my friend's questions; if they ask me these questions now (2 years later), I can answer with more assurity. But I can't believe it took me 2 years to realize this. I hardly talk to any of them now. I'm so ashamed. Oh how time flies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S If anyone shares the same doubt as my friend's, tell me! I'll provide a good answer for you! I promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-4402786545518671870?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/4402786545518671870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=4402786545518671870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/4402786545518671870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/4402786545518671870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/10/spiritual-growth-and-time.html' title='Spiritual growth and time'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-6215230396322927299</id><published>2008-10-23T23:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:14:51.958-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nancy pooh'/><title type='text'>I love Nancy Pooh :p</title><content type='html'>Heheheheh I love Nancy Pooh =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-6215230396322927299?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/6215230396322927299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=6215230396322927299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/6215230396322927299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/6215230396322927299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-nancy-pooh-p.html' title='I love Nancy Pooh :p'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-431107620799187259</id><published>2008-10-16T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T02:52:48.470-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winnie the pooh'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Winnie!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Winnieeee the Poooh Pooh!! Yay, it's the first time I can add a pooh to someone's name without a this =_= expression from somebody hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really pray for Winnie's mother...and her family overall. I know it hurts so much. Winnie is my role model. No matter how much she struggles, she puts on a strong and calm face in any situation. I want to learn from her- I want to face my struggles with the same peace and the same strength as she has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is with her. He promised us &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Surely I am with you always..."&lt;/span&gt; Matthew 28:20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;My favorite story&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One night I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;                      Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky.&lt;br /&gt;                      In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;                      Sometimes there were two sets of footprints,&lt;br /&gt;                      other times there was one only.&lt;br /&gt;                      This bothered me because I noticed that during the low periods of my life,&lt;br /&gt;                      when I was suffering from anguish,&lt;br /&gt;                      sorrow or defeat,&lt;br /&gt;                      I could see only one set of footprints,&lt;br /&gt;                      so I said to the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;                      “ You promised me Lord,&lt;br /&gt;                      that if I followed you,&lt;br /&gt;                      you would walk with me always.&lt;br /&gt;                      But I have noticed that during the most trying periods of my life&lt;br /&gt;                      there has only been one set of footprints in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;                      Why, when I needed you most, have you not been there for me?”&lt;br /&gt;                      The Lord replied,&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“ The years when you have seen only one set of footprints,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                        my child, is when I carried you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;--Author Mary Stevenson--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If you have time, please take a peek at my &lt;a href="http://ylily.deviantart.com"&gt;deviantart portfolio&lt;/a&gt; =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-431107620799187259?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/431107620799187259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=431107620799187259' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/431107620799187259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/431107620799187259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-winnie.html' title='Happy Birthday Winnie!'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-3716490346679359096</id><published>2008-10-11T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T00:01:34.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a break</title><content type='html'>I just realized that if I don't take 10 minute breaks in between my 40 minute studying spans, my brain goes WAYYYY ADD. That is how short my attention span is 0_0. So I'm taking one of those awesome 10 minute breaks right now...hmm...I've got 3 minutes before my break ends! Ahh! And then back to Stat. I'll post until 11:37, and then I'll study Stat 20 for 40 more minutes...and then I'll post again on the same post. Yay! Blogging is going to be my break today.&lt;br /&gt;I've decided on a whim today that I'm going to sit in on Chinese 100ax lectures every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday morning at 8:00 a.m until the end of this semester....hmmmmmmmmmmm...CAN I PERSEVERE WITH IT? I really want to take Chinese 100BX next semester, but my Chinese is- Ack! 11:37 p.m! TIME TO STUDY, I'LL BE BACK :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 11:37 p.m -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh I can't study anymore. I'M GOING TO SLEEP zZZZzzzz! I'll post tomorrowwwwwwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 12:00 a.m -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-3716490346679359096?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/3716490346679359096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=3716490346679359096' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/3716490346679359096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/3716490346679359096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/10/taking-break.html' title='Taking a break'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-8309521666575926891</id><published>2008-10-08T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T00:34:42.642-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Econ can be fun'/><title type='text'>Economics</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, wanna understand what reallly happened during the subprime mortage crisis? You gotta watch this: (Absolutely hilarious)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mzJmTCYmo9g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mzJmTCYmo9g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see the script &lt;a href="http://www.larecherchedubonheur.com/article-13399345.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you don't understand some parts. That last line though...man...that was brutal honesty right to the core. We pay for Wall Street's greed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-8309521666575926891?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/8309521666575926891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=8309521666575926891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/8309521666575926891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/8309521666575926891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/10/economics.html' title='Economics'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-7658219029157662422</id><published>2008-10-05T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T01:05:54.862-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God = Happiness'/><title type='text'>Not a fairy tale ending but maybe a good ending nonetheless?</title><content type='html'>I've been posting a load of stupid, useless stuff these days haven't I? None of my posts are really meaningful or insightful or anything. This post probably isn't going to be any different, but at least it won't be about soymilk, sublet, dot, ebay...etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really struck by the song we sang today at church: "More than enough." I heard this song a million times already, but today, I heard it differently. It stung me, though it never did before. I realized that you could have everything in the world- great people around you, great friendships, a comfortable lifestyle, money + job, clothing, and shelter, but you won't be truly happy without God in your life. If you're spiritually dead, nothing...I mean nothing in the world is going to make you truly happy. I know because I'm feeling it now- this spiritual deadness within me. I've let it consume me these past few days and the funny thing is I'm still letting it consume me. This process has led to bitterness, anger, self-pity...I know I'm falling away from God but somehow this "I don't care" attitude has dominated the "help me" cry. I know I cried in church; I remember I said to God in prayer: Please help me! But after church, I reverted back to the stubborn, defiant ol' me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is so negative right now but you know, I realized this is a reality for many people. Stories don't always start with "I'm struggling and I'm depressed" and end with "but I prayed to God, felt his wonderful light/presence wash over me...forgiving me...cleansing me and now I am redeemed- I have once again found joy in my life!" But don't worry, this post isn't going to end negatively, though a lot of times it does (I know because one of my best friends in High School was never able to reconcile with God again, fell away from Christianity, and became a hard core atheist). The reason is there is always a struggle in between- it's just a matter of whether you can overcome this struggle or not. This struggle is mostly about "Can I really put my faith in God or should I just rely on myself?" The correct answer is obviously: put your faith in God (in CAPS with an exclamation mark at the end), but do you really believe in this answer? Sometimes we don't. And then there's always human's rebellious nature. Never underestimate this innate rebellion against God born from when Adam and Eve first defied God's command.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling that rebelliousness within me right now. Even though I know I need Him, I'm saying and I'm feeling 'I don't care!' and 'God, I just finished that whole fiasco with my other roommate back in the cottage and now this?! I deserve a break! I hardly attended any of my lectures these past 6 weeks- I'm failing school and now I have to deal with this? I need a break." (Why is the kit kat commercial popping up in my head...) Now I'm just being childish. Yikes, I'm going off a tangent...this is why I'm an ENFP...my short attention span strikes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My main point is despite all this turmoil, all this struggle, all this hodgepodge of junk (mostly junk like junk thoughts: "I can't believe she lied to me...I can't believe she did this...I can't believe this is happening to me... or "What if my sublet's this evil evil person...what if?" or the "Rights" thoughts- "This is my right to have a break...I have a right to do this because this..that..this that...it's only FAIR that way" or my junk emotions: anger, bitterness, hate, self-pity....), I got to step back and see the big picture: without God, I will never be happy. And then, somehow, every itty bitty little thing just sort of vaporizes. These past few days, I may have done DT...I may have prayed...and I may have gone to church, but my mind was never really on God- my heart was never really with God, it was always elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is when a chorus of angels come up to sing "HALLELUJAH!" and a spotlight shines on my face. Now I understand why I need him. Now I know why I got to put my faith in him. And now I'm hitting myself and wondering why in the world I'm rebelling against God, why in the world am I rebelling against true happiness? And then I remember when I wrote in a post once: "Happiness is like perfume, you spray a little on others and get some on yourself in the process." This isn't even a biblical statement but I get it. When I make God happy, I become happy as well. When my "lifesong sings to" Him, and "brings a smile to His face" (Casting Crown: "Lifesong"), I 100% doubt anyone is going to say "and then I became sad." Doi! That's analogous to someone saying "I just ate all of Nancy's delicious home-made cheesecake a second ago and I feel so sad because I'm starving to death." Now how do I make God happy so that I can be happy too? And this is when someone's spiritual journey begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my best friend, the hard-core athiest I mentioned, will never truly be happy with the way her life is now. She may be stubborn and rebellious now, but someday...maybe many years later, I can reach out to her again and bring God with me, maybe then, she will finally stop saying "No one take control of my life but me" and just say "I think I need Help...I think I need my Father." I'm not giving up on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm saying to myself "I'm not giving up on Sister B" either. Yes, I've been hurt. Yes, I've been lied to. Yes, I've been feeling bitterness, hatred, anger, and all those bad emotions because of this situation with her. But this situation taught me an important lesson. And she taught me something. In a way, I've got to admire her strength and independence. She may not have a load of common sense or a load of interpersonal skills, but she's hella strong and kind of brave. In a sense, she's really not afraid of what anyone thinks of her or is that just naivety? I don't know but man, she's one tough cookie...or bread (sourdough bread anyone? I gave some to Steph). Even though she's leaving us officially, I want to make sure she leaves with the knowledge that she's...welcome to come back. She's welcomed here. Yeah, she's got a load of flaws, but so do we all- we just have the common sense to cover it better haha, no I'm just kidding. It's definitely not always common sense that we cover our flaws, most of the times, we do it out of love for each other and I know we all try to change for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes. I've forgiven her. I haven't apologized to her yet, but I don't feel anger anymore. Just a little sadness (still feel a little hurt) and a little bit of my stubborness, but my bitterness and my hatred and all those bad bad emotions are kind of wearing off, and now I'm just tired but content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-7658219029157662422?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/7658219029157662422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/7658219029157662422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/10/not-fairy-tale-ending-but-maybe-good.html' title='Not a fairy tale ending but maybe a good ending nonetheless?'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-8328541495834967455</id><published>2008-09-22T00:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T00:33:14.496-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frozen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soymilk'/><title type='text'>Frozen Soymilk</title><content type='html'>So I put a half gallon container of soymilk into my lovely refrigerator yesterday and I took it out today. I shook it like I always do but this time I heard this CLUNK CLUNK sound! I hastily twisted open the cap and peered inside...my soymilk FROZE OVERNIGHT! I checked my other juice containers and none of them were frozen like icicles &gt;.&lt;....is the freezing point of soymilk really high or something? Come on science peeps, help me. I can't eat cereal in the morning anymore...I gotta defrost it like frozen chicken now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=_=...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-8328541495834967455?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/8328541495834967455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=8328541495834967455' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/8328541495834967455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/8328541495834967455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/09/frozen-soymilk.html' title='Frozen Soymilk'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-2405186733339084199</id><published>2008-09-20T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T00:07:36.025-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thank'/><title type='text'>Thanks</title><content type='html'>Thanks Angel. You're wonderful. And my A2F blue Soph sisters, thanks =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-2405186733339084199?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/2405186733339084199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/2405186733339084199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/09/thanks.html' title='Thanks'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-7936457258371977783</id><published>2008-09-18T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T23:49:16.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='under'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='construction'/><title type='text'>Under Construction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v126/xblessed/RatatouilleRe-editedcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v126/xblessed/RatatouilleRe-editedcopy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog is going under construction! I'm going to start experimenting with html and web design again yay! And I'm going to make a background that'll make your eyes pop :) Hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah never mind, back to my old blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-7936457258371977783?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/7936457258371977783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=7936457258371977783' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/7936457258371977783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/7936457258371977783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/09/under-construction.html' title='Under Construction'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-3753724324518458052</id><published>2008-09-16T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T00:32:47.523-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feel'/><title type='text'>Lily Yu is not used to the NEW facebook</title><content type='html'>So I just went on Pastor Will's profile on facebook and wrote "HAPPY BIRTHDAY PASTOR WILL!!!" because every post under me said: Happy Birthday in some form or another...&lt;br /&gt;But what I didn't realize was that now the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; new&lt;/span&gt; facebook has this little "time/date" thingy on the left side (instead of in the wall box) so those "Happy Birthday" posts under my post were actually REALLY REALLY OLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. I feel stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Will post more later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH IT'S SO CUTE I CAN'T STAND IT ANYMORE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SNIEAJHGc1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/V-xrtvIi3Cc/s1600-h/Cuteness+Amplified.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SNIEAJHGc1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/V-xrtvIi3Cc/s320/Cuteness+Amplified.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247260916332262226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-3753724324518458052?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/3753724324518458052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=3753724324518458052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/3753724324518458052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/3753724324518458052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/09/lily-yu-is-not-used-to-new-facebook.html' title='Lily Yu is not used to the NEW facebook'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SNIEAJHGc1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/V-xrtvIi3Cc/s72-c/Cuteness+Amplified.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-5599711219278576050</id><published>2008-09-16T01:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T01:46:51.737-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lucky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m'/><title type='text'>Why am I so lucky?</title><content type='html'>...to have wonderful sisters like you guys in my life. Sofa, Cata, Carolina, Angel, Nancypooh, Stephypooh, and Jennyroni...you guys are awesome. Did I mention how lucky I am?&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-5599711219278576050?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/5599711219278576050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=5599711219278576050' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/5599711219278576050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/5599711219278576050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-am-i-so-lucky.html' title='Why am I so lucky?'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-6710846612800610627</id><published>2008-09-15T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T00:55:02.696-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Learn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thank'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Thank you.</title><content type='html'>I love you all. My wonderful sisters in Christ and my wonderful brothers in Christ. I learn so much from you guys each day. I'm so thankful for all the wisdom you impart...sometimes unconsciously onto me, and the love and care you have all shown to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I learned patience from Angel. I am probably the most impatient, most intolerant person you'll ever meet. I have no patience for anything...as I'm sure everyone can attest to- and now probably Chuck e' cheese *ahem* I mean Stephen Chee as you have seen me deal with math today. I'm so grateful for the magnitude of your patience. I wouldn't be able to deal with this moving out conflict in my life without you guys. You have all shown compassion, love, and patience for both of us...I need to learn patience. Thank you. I've got lots of flaws but you're all so patient with me. I love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today David wrote "I think it's really helpful to read it and think about what applies to you and what does, then if there's anything that your personality is supposed to entail that's bad, then you can try to fix it and stuff too if you know what I mean." That's true. Knowing I'm an ENFP makes things a lot clearer for me. Makes me understand now why sometimes I would rather die than surrender- which can be a horrible hindrance in any relationship or conflict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, life is about learning and growing, and I'm learning and growing so much each day. Thank you God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your sister,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-6710846612800610627?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/6710846612800610627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=6710846612800610627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/6710846612800610627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/6710846612800610627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/09/thank-you.html' title='Thank you.'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-5705081948980883219</id><published>2008-09-14T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T17:42:43.292-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ENFP'/><title type='text'>Just Kidding..I'm ENFP yo!</title><content type='html'>I just realized my Myer's Brigg test came out to be ENFP...lol...and oh my gosh, I was reading these descriptions of ENFP online and THEY'RE SO EXACT IT'S SCARY! Here are a few examples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"ENFP children are 'into everything.' Their natural curiosity results in children for whom questions were invented. They often spend long periods of time devising new and original --- but not necessarily practical --- languages, plays, and scenarios."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"ENFP teenagers are agreeable, sociable, outgoing people who like to imagine themselves in the future. They spend many hours wondering and discussing with friends whom they will marry, where they will live, what their children will be like, and what work they will do. They leave no option or possibility unexplored and find it difficult to see themselves in any single job or career.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"To onlookers, the ENFP may seem directionless and without purpose, but ENFPs are actually quite consistent, in that they have a strong sense of values which they live with throughout their lives. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everything that they do must be in line with their values."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"Do this, do that!" jobs demanding strict compliance with rules, regulations and procedures, and attention to logic, facts and details are stressful for most ENFPs. Their characteristically short attention span and diversity of interests may sabotage their accomplishment in enterprises demanding tenacity and single-mindedness." &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;-- THIS IS WHY I HATE MATH! Now I know the reason why I'm horrible at it :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;"ENFPs are warm, enthusiastic people, typically very bright and full of potential. They live in the world of possibilities, and can become very passionate and excited about things. Their enthusiasm lends them the ability to inspire and motivate others, more so than we see in other types. They can talk their way in or out of anything. (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh really?&lt;/span&gt;) They love life, seeing it as a special gift, and strive to make the most out of it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And LOL this is completely me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"ENFPs have what some call a "silly switch." They can be intellectual, serious, all business for a while, but whenever they get the chance, they flip that switch and become CAPTAIN WILDCHILD, the scourge of the swimming pool, ticklers par excellence. Sometimes they may even appear intoxicated when the "switch" is flipped."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh I feel like the internet knows more about me than I do 0_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-5705081948980883219?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/5705081948980883219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=5705081948980883219' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/5705081948980883219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/5705081948980883219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-kiddingim-enfp-yo.html' title='Just Kidding..I&apos;m ENFP yo!'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-2603142063028263763</id><published>2008-09-11T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T00:01:25.530-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='give'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='have'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='don&apos;t'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keeps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shining'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>...And the sun keeps shining</title><content type='html'>"Clouds form, winds blow, rain falls....and the sun keeps shining. Have Faith that this storm will pass." - Hallmark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that everyone in my small group has an issue in their life, whether it's as small as worrying about what to wear to Saturday's wedding to as big as issues about life, love, and relationships, or legal conflicts with roommates, or just overall feeling suffocated by life or by your living situation. I'm humbled however by the even greater worries that mankind face every day...or rather the kind of worries that people outside of our luxurious, sheltered world have to face each day. Here are some pictures that I want to share with you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;If you think your salary is low, how about her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SNSff0O8aRI/AAAAAAAAABg/Shh5XUZ8LO4/s1600-h/Salary+low.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SNSff0O8aRI/AAAAAAAAABg/Shh5XUZ8LO4/s320/Salary+low.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247994834739554578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel like giving up, think of this man:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SNSfTq7n6dI/AAAAAAAAABY/UyL2A4ws3Cg/s1600-h/Give+Up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SNSfTq7n6dI/AAAAAAAAABY/UyL2A4ws3Cg/s320/Give+Up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247994626084170194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 191, 0);font-size:14;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think you suffer in life, do you suffer as much as he does?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SNSfNDRkoZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/rLXtUulhdek/s1600-h/suffer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SNSfNDRkoZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/rLXtUulhdek/s320/suffer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247994512359596434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your society is unfair to you, how about her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SNSeuLn07CI/AAAAAAAAABI/CXFm5Vu3wME/s1600-h/Unfair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SNSeuLn07CI/AAAAAAAAABI/CXFm5Vu3wME/s320/Unfair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247993982024477730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SNSeabBsNEI/AAAAAAAAABA/t_YcJbLI0YY/s1600-h/Addidas+vs+no+choice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SNSeabBsNEI/AAAAAAAAABA/t_YcJbLI0YY/s320/Addidas+vs+no+choice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247993642562106434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I've been plunged into freezing, cold water. And I've surfaced...humbled. My mind is clear now. I wonder what kind of person I would be if I'd grown up from that sort of environment where I would use flattened bottles for shoes and corpses as entertainment. I wonder what kind of person I would be if I've never had a good meal in my life, and have never known luxury at its finest. If I was that kind of person, and I got the chance to come to America, come to Gracepoint...I think I would explode with gratefulness. I think I would never complain; I think I would find joy in the smallest, most banal things that people overlook each day. And food...oh man- I think I would cry with tears of joy every time I see it. Oh, how rich and full our lives are! I'm so thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this can be an analogy to when we finally go to heaven and meet our Father. I think it'll be like entering America...for those kids...but x somehugeridiculousnumber. I don't think we'll know true joy until we're there. I don't think we'll know what richness really means until we're there. I don't think we'll know what the word "awe" really means until we're there. I know it'll be wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth..." Matthew 6:19 because God has already provided all the treasures in Heaven for you, He has already ordained a place for you there, and is just waiting for you to finally come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what my point in this post is...I'm half rambling but half ruminating on the way I live my life. I guess I'm just trying to shine a light in the darkness. I re-read John:1 yesterday and the line "The light shines in the darkness, but the darkness has not understood it" struck out to me. I don't know but sometimes I can relate with that statement "the darkness has not understood it..." It's hard, sometimes, to turn to God for your problems. But "Light of the world...he stepped down into darkness...opened my eyes...let me see."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God wants to be in every part of your life, he purposefully stepped into darkness...to share our troubles and to carry the burden with us. He loves us so much but we take it for granted sometimes...or even worse, we don't always think that's true. I know at times when rage or stress takes ahold of me, or when I can't handle something anymore...I sometimes wonder "Why God?...Do you really love me? Because if you did...why would you let me suffer?" or... "Are you really there?" But then God does things in His own unique, loving way that eludes me at first but then it hits me like a ton of bricks later on when I realize that He had a plan to make me stronger or wiser...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't give up on Him. Sometimes I do, and it hurts so much when I do because I know it hurts Him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;span style="font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-2603142063028263763?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/2603142063028263763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/2603142063028263763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-sun-keeps-shining.html' title='...And the sun keeps shining'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SNSff0O8aRI/AAAAAAAAABg/Shh5XUZ8LO4/s72-c/Salary+low.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-4536840896904940961</id><published>2008-09-09T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T23:14:11.333-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cuteness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bored'/><title type='text'>I'm boreeeedddd</title><content type='html'>Aw man, everyone's writing these profound, thought-provoking posts and I can't think of anything to say! I should be doing homework...as a matter of fact, I've got a week's worth of homework to do :(&lt;br /&gt;You guys are all at Prayer Meeting right now; I wish I'd gone! I'm not being productive at all. Please visit my apartment some day, I'm lonely and bored :( Betty's gone because she's going to sleep over at her friend's place so I'm allll bored and aloonnnneee in this tinnnnyyy studio by myself- okay. I'm delirious.&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about Jenny's post today and listening to the podcast for last week's Sunday service that I missed. I wish I had been there to see the slides...especially the one about Pastor Will that caused the entire church to explode in laughter (I think I just went "Hehehehe...heh.....ughhhh...why am I laughing?! I can't even see the picture!"). I also think I fell asleep during the last quarter of his sermon because when I woke up, I couldn't remember whether I had dreamed his sermon or had actually been listening to it. -Sigh- Aish come back soon guys! From Prayer Meeting! And visit me...if you  have the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just positively miserable (okay...I'm exaggerating),&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And OMG...I just have to share this image with you...it's sooo cutteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SMdlAxo6heI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/-ZkqHWmlXD8/s1600-h/Cuteness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SMdlAxo6heI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/-ZkqHWmlXD8/s320/Cuteness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244271355095582178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-4536840896904940961?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/4536840896904940961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=4536840896904940961' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/4536840896904940961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/4536840896904940961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-boreeeedddd.html' title='I&apos;m boreeeedddd'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SMdlAxo6heI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/-ZkqHWmlXD8/s72-c/Cuteness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-1065391183215181727</id><published>2008-08-22T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T01:31:24.985-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='is'/><title type='text'>Happiness is Like Perfume</title><content type='html'>Have you ever heard of the saying "Happiness is like perfume...you spray a little on others and get some on yourself in the process"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This saying by some wise old/young anonymous dude/dudette has kept me going for many, many years. Whenever I'm sad, I seek others who need help; who are sad, and in the process of bringing joy to their lives, I feel my heart lift up as well. That is why I need to serve. I don't think I could be happy just serving myself forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, I'm learning not to worry so much. I'm learning to just trust God; to have faith and not be Peter walking on water besides Jesus; to be rebuked by the savior: "You of little faith." I have never wholeheartedly trusted God in any situation before, yet God is good. I have never completely believed that he would save me during a crisis...I knew, or I believed, that it is always up to me; the individual; the independent...oh the strong independent girl- I got to take care of myself. No. Footprints on the sand...God walks with me and carries me when I fall...when I am dry, He fills my cup...when I am weak, He is my strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to trust God with my worries; especially the little ones that get in the way of my path or my purpose in life. It is hard to think about recruiting students for NSWN when my mind is filled with "What kind of scheme will my crazy ex-roommate concoct next?" It is hard to put God first when I'm thinking "How can I survive on just $40 in my bank for the next week or so?" It is hard to concentrate on DT's when I'm thinking "What if I get kicked off Blueprint Leadership because I am unable to find time to paint their 'leadership cabinet'?" Now..."How do I get my package back- the one delivered to an imposter pretending to be me?"and "Will I be able to move in, get my apartment cleaned and ready before school starts or before Betty comes back?"...What if? How is this possible?...Why me?...What's next...? How do I approach this issue...? Little, miniscule worries that are like flies that go "bbzzzzzzzzzzzz" next to my ear every time I try to focus. I can't concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know now all I have to do is breathe and pray... in the morning before the day starts; before things start to get hectic. Because I know then God will be there beside me and then guide me through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-1065391183215181727?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/1065391183215181727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=1065391183215181727' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/1065391183215181727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/1065391183215181727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/08/happiness-is-like-perfume.html' title='Happiness is Like Perfume'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-5215737101589491771</id><published>2008-08-13T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T23:00:55.583-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ebay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><title type='text'>I LOVEEEE EBAY...do I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh joy, the beginning of a new semester is approaching. Waitlisted classes...check. Tele-bears dying at impromptu moments...check. Ned's refusing to buy back my old textbooks...check. Buying new textbooks...AH! Why are they so expensive?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I go on the lovely ebay.com, and JOY OF JOYS!- I find my econ 100b textbook $80 cheaper! w00t w00t. I immediately bid- I'm first hah-hah-hahahha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That was 4 days ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I come back today, 4 days later and I've been outbidded 10 times 0_0 -insert anime sweat drop-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay...no big deal, so I wait...for another 24 hours and finally there's about an hour left of the auction. I set my maximum bid, and I proudly say it's a nice, solid, hefty number and I KNOW no one's gonna be able to outbid me hah-hah-hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now there's 9 seconds left. I'm clicking the refresh button like a madwoman. 8...7...6...5... ("You're still the highest bidder!")...4...3....2...1...(Uh oh something's wrong...why is the ENTIRE PAGE REFRESHING!?)....0 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="background-color: rgb(255, 230, 128); font-family: georgia;" width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="bottom" width="100%"&gt;&lt;table style="background-color: rgb(255, 230, 128);" width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="bottom" width="100%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 2px 0pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:14;"  &gt;Someone outbid you; sorry you didn't win this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WHAT?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Cries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hate ebay.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your miserable sister,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;P.S Does anyone have a Macreconomics 6th edition textbook I could borrow? Help me Gracepoint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-5215737101589491771?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/5215737101589491771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=5215737101589491771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/5215737101589491771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/5215737101589491771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/08/textbooks-i-dont-like-them.html' title='I LOVEEEE EBAY...do I?'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-3012994213648600787</id><published>2008-08-10T20:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T01:43:10.170-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comic relief'/><title type='text'>Comic Relief- Cooking Pow! Jenny Zhao</title><content type='html'>I cannot leave this unsaid...or unwritten. So I spent an afternoon in Cata's place doing my essay, or attempting to do my essay. Who would of thought my anticipated deary afternoon would turn into such an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;interesting &lt;/span&gt;one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two hours of developing thesis, you know? Being Sherlock Holmes; spotting evidence; looking underneath the underneath...reading between the lines (Sometimes I wonder whether I should just quit pursuing Rhetoric and start chasing criminals- I think I'd do an excellent job as a private eye), I decided to take a break. And lo and behold, Betty bounces into the living room and asks me how I get my face to be so clear (No Pimples! 0_0 Ah that's a lie). -Blink- Here, I'm going to omit the rest of the conversation to save both of us the embarrassment of having our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;girly &lt;/span&gt;tête-à-tête publicized to the world. But I'll admit it ended with me writing her two shopping list recommendations on a small yellow notepad. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Monotony ensues...an hour passes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jenny comes into the kitchen and begins to- I think- cook. "Lily, want some soup?" She asks. "Of course!" I reply (I'm a pig. Period.) and then I go back to reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Walter Pater's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Conclusion, &lt;/span&gt;feeling decidely more happy than thirty seconds before, until I hear "OH SHOOT!"&lt;br /&gt;And a few minutes of silence pass, except for the rustle of frozen food packaging, and then "OOPS!" At this point, I cannot concentrate any longer. I place my reader down on the cushion beside me, fold my legs into a meditative position, close my eyes, and then waited in anticipation. I was not disappointed. Another "OH NO!" burst through the kitchen...and SPOOF! (I think that was the sound of boiling water erupting from the pot)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;There. I have documented Jenny cooking and immortalized it on this blog =) Yay. Still I'll confess the soup was fantastic- just the right &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;POOF! &lt;/span&gt;to get my taste buds going.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that was fun. All right, so I was practicing a little Rhetoric while I wrote this blog. If you're smart, you might be able to identify about 50 tropes in the paragraphs above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-3012994213648600787?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/3012994213648600787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=3012994213648600787' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/3012994213648600787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/3012994213648600787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/08/comic-relief.html' title='Comic Relief- Cooking Pow! Jenny Zhao'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-4931506307988134036</id><published>2008-08-10T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T19:49:50.198-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pray'/><title type='text'>A Little Estranged</title><content type='html'>When your life is moving at a cheetah's pace; everything's a blur. You don't have time to stop and reflect.&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are all jumbled. I'm living the present- don't have time to ponder the past or the future. Don't have time to read the bible; do DT; PRAY except for that thirty second interval before a meal.&lt;br /&gt;I feel estranged from my Father...&lt;br /&gt;I want to slow down...Pause. And reflect. I want to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to pray tonight. Father, I'm going to pray to you tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Thank you Nancy for helping me with the moving and the yummylicious pancakes you cooked this morning =) You're so wonderful! I love you &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-4931506307988134036?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/4931506307988134036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/4931506307988134036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/08/little-estranged.html' title='A Little Estranged'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-1871596727214926402</id><published>2008-08-05T22:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T22:20:33.150-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roller coaster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Tough Times...Loving Times</title><content type='html'>Thank you my A2F3 soph sisters =) I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote in my last post: Life is a roller coaster. Every day seems to crawl by before my final moment of complete freedom. But I'm not riding this roller coaster alone. I have my sisters there with me- you're what started the uphill ride...and you're what will take the cart to it's climax. So there's ups and downs, but as Sister S and Brother D said: the downs in life are important too, and like Sister S told me one time: "God will never give you more trials/obstacles in life than you can handle." Thank you Sister S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-1871596727214926402?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/1871596727214926402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=1871596727214926402' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/1871596727214926402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/1871596727214926402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/08/tough-timesloving-times.html' title='Tough Times...Loving Times'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-3012730128076431441</id><published>2008-08-02T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T21:47:28.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is a rollercoaster...</title><content type='html'>Happiness flies by but sadness crawls. The same cycle happens with roller coasters. The ride up feels like forever before the drop. Okay so it's just about 20-30 seconds going up, but really it feels longer; it drags by as if days have passed and then at the epitome, the peak, the "up," WHOOSH! The cart drops and speeds down at an average of 50-100 mph (depending on the roller coaster you ride)...but really it feels like 234987324 mph. It's over in less than a millisecond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherish happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Happy Birthday Daniel! I'm sorry I couldn't make it to tonight's dinner party at Crossroads. I'll make it up to you x10 =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-3012730128076431441?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/3012730128076431441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=3012730128076431441' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/3012730128076431441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/3012730128076431441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-is-rollercoaster.html' title='Life is a rollercoaster...'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4620186984580994840.post-8829071515100615284</id><published>2008-08-02T01:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T02:37:23.171-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a2f3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gracepoint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='communicate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bless'/><title type='text'>Thank You Again!</title><content type='html'>Dear A2F3 brothers and sisters + Ellen and Jackie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha I love you guys =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother was not wrong when she wrote an email to me and said: "You are blessed to have such wonderful people in your life." I completely agreed with her at the time (though a tad confused because she seemed to know something about you guys that I did not know...haha now I know it had a little something to do with the birthday present you were all planning together).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never had friends in my life who...cared so much for me; who loves me so much...so much that I feel like my relationship with all of you is not far from my relationship with God. In the past, I always seemed to love harder or love stronger than my friend's love for me. I opened up to them as quick as possible and hoped in vain that they would open up to me, confide in me, share their thoughts with me in the same way I shared my thoughts with them...loved them...cared for them...so that we could establish a close relationship and then I would no longer feel alone. I was searching...I truly prayed to God nearly every night that I would find a place to belong in so that I would no longer feel self-conscious, angry, or feel like there's no reason to live. I got hurt a lot this way. It's so much easier to be on the receiving end of hurt when it's a one-sided relationship. I was an atheist back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I accepted Christ around the middle or end of tenth grade, I had changed a lot. I had shut myself down and began to just listen, but not talk; just look, but not express; just like but not love. Although circumstances progressed and changed a little once I got to college, I was still very much my new self- an independent, individualistic being. It was just God, me, and my purpose. What this purpose was...back then...probably didn't revolve around love or fellowship...it revolved around success, money, fame (though I promised in the back of my mind that if I got rich and famous, I'll donate to charity...an outlook that I now view with disgust (not at my actions, but at the bare minimum that I would do in order to further the Kingdom of God)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I feel so blessed to have met you guys. To have met Gracepoint. My life will never be the same. But it'll be a good kind of "never be the same" haha =) I can't wait to see what the future has in store for us, what God has in store for us. I want to do something grand for Him. Something grand that could involve all of us. We are so strong together! We are so powerful together! We can do anything as long as we're together! No obstacles can stand our way. No thorns can block our path. We not only struggle together; we fight together.&lt;br /&gt;So let's open up to each other more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Communicate. Love. Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Your sister in Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I love the guitar! I will use it and play it to the fullest. I will cherish this gift forever. Thank You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4620186984580994840-8829071515100615284?l=waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/feeds/8829071515100615284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4620186984580994840&amp;postID=8829071515100615284' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/8829071515100615284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4620186984580994840/posts/default/8829071515100615284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterlilies-lily.blogspot.com/2008/08/thank-you-again.html' title='Thank You Again!'/><author><name>Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17205208268652089241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLVH6VdOeYI/SRA1sGDZCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/v3XZ1bOVX6k/S220/Profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
