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a reason
Isaiah 55:11 : so is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty, but will accomplish what i desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.


about
i hope my words are strange and wondrous,
like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,
so that we can all stop and
listen


intertext

tai
lu
mikan
janice
qiao
dawn



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  看不見終點,聽不見是非。
once again, its a friday.

my work pile is yet diminished,
i have finished and handed in my anthropology proposal.
completely Psychology chapter 3, and am well into chapter 4.
Arendt is 50% complete.
Liar will not be, in time for tomorrow.
But this weekend i intend to do some intense psych studying, and finish reading as much as i can possibly shove into my brain and remain comprehensible.

my familay is sending me a carepackage.
and im being a bitch and throwing in a lot of last minute orders hahaha.
ahwell.

copeland ticket came in the mail today.
^^ its something to look forward to..
in march..
when assignments loom ominously and finals are around the corner.

but right now, i feel the need to cast away
all my worries on my homework
and reflect on my current state of being.

i admit, that i enjoy this shitload of busy-ness, coz at least i feel like the money being spent on this horrifically overpriced education, is worth something.
and i am educating myself, which is merit above all else.
yes. critical skills are developed, not inherited.

i also miss the family.
extended to the cais family.
you familiar familiar people, who know all the uglies and hopefully merits of my personality.
people i don't have to reexplain myself to, because you already know. =)
summer reunion will be so sweet.

i hope that im taking steps in the right direction.
like my title completely expresses,
i see not and hear not.
but i blindly walk in faith.
faith is hope..with certainty.
that God is in control.

so every night i tell myself to jiayou.
because when next i open my eyes
24 hours are renewed, and i have a new well of energy
to draw from, to face the trials of the day.

its not about the GPA, its not about money, status, career.
those are important.
but my pride is in that i am making my own way.
independently tackling my work, my education, my problems
and yet so dependently relying on the love that has got me thus far.

peace.
there is peace.
always.
and for that i am always always grateful.

 


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