i have returned to the land of BLOG.
why has it been so long since i have recorded my thoughts into the unknown?
probably because i am a lazy being. and no one uses this anymore.
right now i am supposed to be making a dent in my depressingly long list of homework assignments but instead i am sitting in my comfy sofa watching gilmore girls and staring at the empty reese's peanut butter 8 pack that i have just consumed. i think that is the saddest thing i have ever seen. i am not talking about gilmore girls.
yesterday i went to mexico for the first time. it was so...culturally stimulating. i loved being somewhere outside of my biola bubble, being shoved into a world of simplicity that comes hand in hand with poverty, though i think that makes for an, ironically, more satisfying lifestyle. we went to an orphanage, and the kids there probably don't get to buy things at the store very often, but we took them to get candy, chips, and sodas and it was so cool to see them readily share with each other even though they probably wouldn't be getting treats for a couple of weeks. i was mentally comparing this to the kids in america who are definitely not hurting for money, and are constantly showered with food, presents, etc. but are so greedy and reluctant to share. then i had a thought...i am the same way. i like to think that i am easily satisfied, but when i watch out for it, i am constantly scoping out options whenever they present themselves to make sure that i get the "best." i love getting wake-up calls like this. it's a much needed reminder that i am so desperately in need of something greater.
on another note, i am a basket weaver. i wove a basket. this weekend, under my aunt's instruction, with my sister and a couple of friends. and that basket is now chilling out on my desk. i can't decide if i am embarrassed about this or amused. a little of both.
probably because i am a lazy being. and no one uses this anymore.
right now i am supposed to be making a dent in my depressingly long list of homework assignments but instead i am sitting in my comfy sofa watching gilmore girls and staring at the empty reese's peanut butter 8 pack that i have just consumed. i think that is the saddest thing i have ever seen. i am not talking about gilmore girls.
yesterday i went to mexico for the first time. it was so...culturally stimulating. i loved being somewhere outside of my biola bubble, being shoved into a world of simplicity that comes hand in hand with poverty, though i think that makes for an, ironically, more satisfying lifestyle. we went to an orphanage, and the kids there probably don't get to buy things at the store very often, but we took them to get candy, chips, and sodas and it was so cool to see them readily share with each other even though they probably wouldn't be getting treats for a couple of weeks. i was mentally comparing this to the kids in america who are definitely not hurting for money, and are constantly showered with food, presents, etc. but are so greedy and reluctant to share. then i had a thought...i am the same way. i like to think that i am easily satisfied, but when i watch out for it, i am constantly scoping out options whenever they present themselves to make sure that i get the "best." i love getting wake-up calls like this. it's a much needed reminder that i am so desperately in need of something greater.
on another note, i am a basket weaver. i wove a basket. this weekend, under my aunt's instruction, with my sister and a couple of friends. and that basket is now chilling out on my desk. i can't decide if i am embarrassed about this or amused. a little of both.