tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442011507138909452024-03-18T23:16:57.328-04:00I Pray, I Read, I Writemy life and my walk and talk with GodRashid's Gurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09538954432493495431noreply@blogger.comBlogger28125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144201150713890945.post-14736951661721297602010-03-22T23:28:00.003-04:002010-03-23T23:19:06.903-04:00Our God is REALIsaiah 41:24<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>"Indeed you are nothing, and your work is nothing; he who chooses you is an abomination."</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Isaiah 41: 21-29 is all about how idols are nothing and are futile. The context of this verse is when God talks about the futility of the idols and He is talking to Isaiah about it. </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Idols. If we look at Exodus 20:4-6, the 3rd commandment is read on the tablets containing the 10 commandments that God has given Moses in Mt. Sinai. God said that we should not have any carved images where we should worship it. God is the only God, the real God, all powerful God. </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>What are idols? These are carved images that people use as a replica of a god. But as what the verse said, idols cannot do anything. It cannot interact, it cannot cause something to happen and it does not do anything. It does not hear, it does not have any compassion and it is lifeless and is just a mere thing that people pray to. But idols are not just carved images. Even television, clothes, shopping and money can be idols.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>For me, anything that takes my focus on God is an idol. I personally have gone through that time when I have had myself an idol, but I didn't realize it until one day, it dawned on me that my relationship with God not almost not there anymore. I had movies to watch, TV shows to wait for, music that takes my mind off from Christ and books that makes me daydream about things rather than focus my mind on serving and thanking God. I have never admitted this but right now, as I continue my path to being closer to God, the realization of these things made me admit to myself that, yes, I had idols before even if I didn't realize it. </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>The Twilight series, all 4 of the books. It took me about 3 days to finish them all. I even read it about 8-10 times, all 4 of them. Then after reading them all and I felt a void in myself, yearning for God's presence, I asked myself "How many times have I read the Bible?". I've never finished reading the Bible in my entire life and this is makes me very shameful about myself. When I was reading novels so quick and was looking forward to reading another one, all that it caused me were sleepless nights, mood swings and sometimes, bad temper. I ended up being a slouch the whole day, just reading the novels. After I decided to stop reading them and start with the Bible, a change has come on me. I started to have better moods, I feel God's presence when He leads me to read a verse that can impact my life and I yearn to read more about His word. Leaving all these idols can bring change, not only to ourselves but also with our relationship with God.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>So as a thought:</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>With Christ in our hearts and minds, our lives would be better. We would feel more happy and would not worry about anything because God is with us. Why don't we leave those things that do not lead us to Christ and makes us want to yearn for the world instead. It's time that we go closer to God because with Him in our lives, we don't have to worry. He is our Shepherd, He won't leave us nor forsake us.</div>Rashid's Gurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09538954432493495431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144201150713890945.post-31430794878377784562010-03-22T08:35:00.000-04:002010-03-22T09:03:45.567-04:00Nothing is impossible with GodJeremiah 32:27<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>"Behold, I am the Lord, the God of all flesh. Is there anything too hard for Me?"</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Jeremiah was conversing with God when God answered Jeremiah his question about bringing the people of Jerusalem back to the city. With the Babylonians establishing their power over the land, God assured Jeremiah that despite the evil things the people of Israel and Judah has done, which provoked God's anger, He will still bring the people back to the city of Jerusalem and would protect them so that they may dwell safely.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>In this verse, we can see the power of God. The chapter's context also discusses about God's mercy, but because I am just focusing on this verse, I will ponder upon the great power of God. </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>God is our Creator, Sustainer, Redeemer and Father. Do we ever doubt His power? Do we ever think that He's not capable of doing something so big? I'd say, we should not. God is the All Powerful God and nothing is impossible with Him. He can move mountains, cause the sea to calm down during a storm, create creatures, and bring the dead back to life. Reading all the miraculous things that He has done in every book of the Bible should make us stop and realize that no matter what the case is, God can handle it. If we handle our problems with our own power, I can assure you that we will be disappointed. But if we put our problems into God's hands, I am sure, very much sure that things will be OK coz God can take care of everything. </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>I have doubted God's power many times. I've depended on myself when I encounter problems at times. But each time I deal with problems on my own, I ended up defeated and discouraged. But when I ask for God's help, not thinking and worrying about what would happen, I feel peace in my heart. Knowing that God will handle ANYTHING is an assurance that things will be better in times of trials. </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>So here's a thought:</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>When you are going through a problem so big, something that seems so impossible to be resolved, why not trust God and let Him lead you through. God can do anything, nothing is impossible with Him and nothing is hard for Him, AT ALL!!! Let us stop doubting His power, because if we are really in a good relationship with Him, we will trust Him no matter what the circumstances are...</div>Rashid's Gurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09538954432493495431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144201150713890945.post-25178716099691871032010-03-21T22:14:00.000-04:002010-03-21T22:50:19.947-04:00Praise the LordPsalm 68: 32<div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Sing to God, you kingdoms of the earth; Oh, sing praises to the Lord.<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Selah</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>The 68th chapter of Psalm talks about the goodness of God and how He is worthy of praise from His people. The verse is somewhat a climax to the whole chapter in that David expresses in this psalm how people of the earth should sing praises to the Lord because of His goodness.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>As I was reading this verse, I realized how this verse relates to the verse that I read yesterday (or well, this morning). God is good. But sometimes, despite His goodness to us, we tend to forget about His gracious mercies and blessings. Looking at myself and my walk with God, I admit that I have taken for granted the blessings that God has given me. Sometimes, I would be so fired up in praising God but after I get what I want, I end up forgetting all about Him until another need comes up. And as I write my thoughts about the text that I just read, I realized how much blessings God has given me but compared to the praises I've lifted up to Him, my gratitude towards His blessings seems so less. </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>God has always been there for us. And sometimes when things don't go our way, we tend to be angry with God and for a while, forget about Him. But should we not praise Him for everything, though the circumstances are good and bad? Not just because something went wrong, we are doomed. God has plans for each of us and we should thank Him even when things don't go our way. When I didn't get my student visa last Feb 2009, I was, for a while, mad. But when God gave me more than what I asked for, I realized that He had plans for me, better plans for me. Instead of just 2 years in the visa, He gave me 5. And for that, I praise the Lord!!! </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>As my daily walk with God improves, so to speak, I have every intention to praise Him, no matter what. Jesus Christ has died for us on the cross to guarantee us salvation. Should we not praise Him for this? </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>As I end, here's a thought:</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Praise God! When? In times of rain or shine, night or day, good or bad and in every situation in our lives. His Son, Jesus Christ died for us...this should be enough for us to give thanks and praise God all the time</div>Rashid's Gurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09538954432493495431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144201150713890945.post-75561124868571666782010-03-21T11:59:00.000-04:002010-03-21T14:57:41.974-04:00Gracious God<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"><div class="post_title" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; font: normal normal bold 22px/normal Arial, Helvetica; line-height: 1.3; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:14px;">Isaiah 30:23</span></div><p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; ">Then He will give the rain for your seed, with which you sow the ground. And bread of the increase of the earth; It will be fat and plentiful in that day your cattle will feed in large pastures.</p><p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; ">So here’s what I do:</p><ul style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; list-style-type: disc; "><li style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; ">Close my eyes and pray</li><li style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; ">Open my Bible while eyes still closed</li><li style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; ">Count to 11 then choose a random verse</li><li style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px; ">Open my eyes, read it and write something about it</li></ul><p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; ">So yup, that’s the whole routine.</p><p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; ">As I read this verse today, I realized how gracious our God is. God blessed those that exalt Him. He is gracious to His people. Like in the verse, He will bless the land of His people. God always provides. If we ask Him, He will hear. God is not selfish and abundantly provides for His children.</p><p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; ">With this thought in mind, I realized how He has supplied all my needs and sometimes, He provides even before I ask for something. God is an awesome God. His mercy, love and grace is so abundant that sometimes I ask myself, “Do I really deserve this? Such a sinner I am, ashamed of what I have done but yet God never deserts me.” </p><p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; ">So for this verse, I will always remember that I should not be scared about tomorrow because God has me in His hands. There’s no place I’d rather be but in my Father’s arms…</p></span>Rashid's Gurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09538954432493495431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144201150713890945.post-49973447952636098762009-01-09T04:11:00.000-05:002010-03-23T23:36:26.498-04:00FINALLY!Rashid will finally be closer to me!!! just a few more days! im so excited! but i really wish i can see im immediately but i guess i'd just wait! i am so excited i cant stop talking about it!!!<br /><br />January 16, 2009 is my most awaited day! i do wish my visa will be approved by then too! i really need prayers...God will help me, He always help us...and for that, I am forever thankful to God!!!Rashid's Gurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09538954432493495431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144201150713890945.post-33400022215208352892009-01-02T01:09:00.000-05:002010-03-23T23:36:26.501-04:00A New Year Has Come....Welcome Year 2009!<br /><br />Its been a great 2008, though i had some hard times, God has continually held me up. This year, I dont know what to expect. Its better not to expect anything. But one thing for sure, no matter what happens, God will be there to provide and help us with anything. With every happiness, excitement, sadness and disappointment, I know God will be there and that fact just makes life very nice. God has given me life and I will always thank Him for giving me a chance to live everyday.<br /><br />Rashid will be coming soon, that's a really nice welcome to my 2009. I dont know what lies ahead but I would just trust God. He knows what I need and I know He'll lead me and Rashid with another year together. Really cant wait to get married soon! I am so excited!!! Yay!!!<br /><br />Happy New Year Y'all!!! Let us all thank God for this chance to have another year in our lives and let us continually thank God for everything...Rashid's Gurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09538954432493495431noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144201150713890945.post-68955013932900638982008-12-27T03:34:00.000-05:002010-03-23T23:36:26.505-04:00wishing...wishful thoughts...all over my mind...with God's help...i hope they'll come true...<br /><br />im just wishing im not this bored.<br />im just wishing i am at my house in kenya.<br />im just wishing i could eat pizza right now.<br />im just wishing my bank account had more money from my work which i dont have.<br />im just wishing that i could get my visa soon.<br />im just wishing im in school and finish.<br />im just wishing im with my parents.<br />im just wishing the world's land mass are all connected.<br />im just wishing that everyone have a great new year ahead of them.<br />im just wishing that people work on their relationships.<br />im just wishing that God will come soon.<br />im just wishing that every pain will end and no tear will fall.<br />im just wishing that i will be in heaven with all my love ones.<br />im just wishing that i can be a mother and a wife soon.<br />im just wishing that rashid could be with me now as we welcome a new year.<br />im just wishing my parents were with me this holiday season.<br />im just wishing that i can get married soon.<br />im just wishing i could get out of the habit of not sleeping at night.<br />im just wishing i could talk to rashid everyday.<br />im just wishing...Rashid's Gurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09538954432493495431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144201150713890945.post-28216013149489078582008-12-24T01:11:00.000-05:002010-03-23T23:36:26.507-04:00snow...ice skating...and fun memories...well, this week has been quite eventful!!! let me list them up...like i always do...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLKndDpVPqeq2f_o7Fl9b6yvh_DVFG_qFaznFpqqpAK6-5Vw0z77BA0oCqOROgu5TKkJlyQac-dgxUbQk5IG-oDzucLRjHjkyJgUZpTHwxVdAhxGyaP7aXJ96O7Z2yD-ffXAlESDbDxgSp/s1600-h/PC210034.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLKndDpVPqeq2f_o7Fl9b6yvh_DVFG_qFaznFpqqpAK6-5Vw0z77BA0oCqOROgu5TKkJlyQac-dgxUbQk5IG-oDzucLRjHjkyJgUZpTHwxVdAhxGyaP7aXJ96O7Z2yD-ffXAlESDbDxgSp/s320/PC210034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283236746218411186" border="0" /></a>1. Went to Forest Falls last saturday, about 20 mins from my house and i played with snow! i was wearing cloth shoes so tho i dont wanna leave the 12 inch (or more) snow, i had to since my toes were starting to scream "i think we're dead!!!". my niece loved it as much as i did and my whole family did! was so so fun!!! whheeeeeeee!!!!<br /><br />2. Lerie and Bayu got married!!! im so happy for them though i really wished i was there...<br /><br />3. hmmmm...my "fake" aunt is off for the week so she keeps on inviting my family to her house just across the street to eat!!! yummy food!!! she even told me to take a whole pecan pie home! and jelly beans (except the black ones). and roasted chicken. and many more!!!<br /><br />4. I went ice skating! tried my best to learn impromptu! to some extent, IT WAS SUCCESSFUL! i helped ien to skate and well, she was all over the place so i fell on my butt, like literally on my butt abt 2 times!!! the ice rink was so hard i could feel vibrations up my spine! it was ok tho, i got a big butt so nice cushion!!! oops, that was supposed to be top secret! LOL<br /><br />5. well. i dont know if my sister will approve of this but hey, im proud abt this! i'll be an aunt again! most likely this coming july!!! yay!!! my mom's got 2 grandkids, i be she'll be pushing me to give her one already! its not gonna be a long wait anyway...*wink*<br /><br />6. Rashid and I talked over the fone, and he'll be gone till the new year to Zambia. this is the moment of silence where we both dont hear anything from each other, apart from emails. but anyway, when he called me, well, i told him that my "fake" aunt wants to spend for my wedding!!! and well, he said..."baby, prepare the decorations, we'll get married when i come over..." well, he always plays around so i didnt believe him then he said "im not kidding, im serious this time..." hmmm i dont know if i should fall for his jokes or take it seriously. but anyway, im not gonna prepare the decorations till he actually helps out with it! but dang, im a bit shocked! i know i wont get married till he graduates or at least gets stable with a job tho he's still in school but i really wish we could get married next month!!! im so excited to be a mom and a wife!!! yay!!!!!!!!!<br /><br />7. well, im typing while my eyes are slowly closing! im pretty, well, actually, super duper sleepy!!! anyway, this brings back funny memories!<br /><br />rashid and I chat when its daytime in his place and night time in my place. so usually i sleep in the morning/afternoon and will always be awake from 10pm to 10 am. well, once i was sleepy, so sleepy that my eyes we're rioting! but still i tried to fight off the sleepiness. well, then rashid asked me if i was sleepy then i told him yes! i told him to just buzz me when he's online on his laptop since we were chatting on the fone. i slept and the next day i checked what i wrote and i started bursting with laughter! i was so sleepy that the only thing i can write was <span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" >"so jat byxx me wrn ir oblne on ur ;apyo;!!!</span>" that meant, "so jst buzz me wen ur online on ur laptop!!!". oh well, i guess i should sleep now than start writing stuff like that!!! LOL!!!<br /><br />really excited for rashid's arrival!!! wheeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!Rashid's Gurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09538954432493495431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144201150713890945.post-17063126854886429132008-12-22T02:47:00.000-05:002010-03-23T23:36:26.510-04:00worry freak...i am a worry freak!!! i am not proud of it but thats the truth!!! why cant i just let God handle everything?! i am so stressed coz of my worrying! this thing with my visa is making me worry so much! i need to trust God more, He has plans for me... need prayers please....<br /><br />p.s. RASHID'S cOMING SOON, now that part im not worried abt...Rashid's Gurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09538954432493495431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144201150713890945.post-69014342469489106482008-12-14T15:01:00.000-05:002010-03-23T23:36:26.512-04:00When we get SCAR(R)ED by our pasts...i was just thinking...pain comes with every happiness...past will always hunt us, but we can always overcome it...<br /><br />before meeting rashid, i was hurt, so bad that it made me hate myself. i became self hating for like a year coz i did things that i didnt want and did it on force so i was so regretful of my past. i even thought of ending my life coz i was regretful abt it. it was hard for me to let anybody new in my life tho it took me a short while to fall in love with rashid. I guess i was scarred by my past, i just never loved the other man at all...<br /><br />trusting another person was so hard because of the scars that embedded on my heart. i was so guilty about my past that i never want to fully give my trust to anyone. but then i realized that i was torturing and hurting rashid coz of it. he accepted me for who i am and for what i came through. i was scared that he would leave me coz of my past but then i proved my conclusion wrong. it took me more than 8 months to finally give my trust away again.<br /><br />I was just thinking, how many of us are being hindered with happiness coz of our pasts? too many, its like everyone or most of us have something in our pasts that just keeps us from being happy. we're scared, we dont trust people that easily, we're in self denial of happiness which we should receive everday of our lives. i was so scared to be in a new relationship because i was traumatized by my past that i thought, maybe it might happen again.<br /><br />but then i realized, how are we gonna be happy when we have someone from our past that hurt us so bad and made us think that the path to happiness requires pain or that in every happiness there is pain. sometimes it makes me think that its unfair how life can be painful at times. but i guess that comes with sin.<br /><br />all i wanted was acceptance and like how God accepted me for who i am, rashid did the same. i realized that if a person truly loves us, no matter who we are, what background we came from, what mischief we've done, if that person loves us, they will accept us. i guess the sense of acceptance slowly healed me from my past. Leaving everything to God's hands is the key to every bit of happiness we desire for. we can't escape the risk and the fear of being hurt again. we just have to face them head on as how we faced our past. eventually when we faced our past problems face to face, we end up succeeding, might be painful but its worthwhile.<br /><br />our scars will always be there, just a mark of our painful pasts but though we got scars, this does not make us immobile or unable to live a happy life. from every mistake, we learn something from it. maybe all we need to do is give everything to God, we should not be scared of the future, just live the best of our present and never care abt the past. if our past is hindering us, let it go, prepare to be happy for the future while we work on it presently. pain is inevitable, though i am happy right now, once in a while i tear up when arguments come up. but still the happiness is greater and its so much better than hating myself coz of my past.<br /><br />so to all who are hurting, i think its time for healing. to all who are sad, i think its time for happiness. to all who are scared, i think its time to take risks and face the fears. and to all who is through pain through love, love again and it will heal the pain. God is there, whatever happens, He will lead us through...Rashid's Gurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09538954432493495431noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144201150713890945.post-31800624069630570792008-12-13T03:29:00.000-05:002010-03-23T23:36:26.516-04:00contemplating about my ramblings...Sometimes i feel like i am asking too much from God. Sometimes i ask Him to give me so much things that i wonder, does He ever get tired? But then i realized from my past experience, God has really given me the things that i have asked for. of course not all of them but He has helped me so many times that i get angry at myself as to why I doubt His powers sometimes.<br /><br />as a normal human being, i think its just normal to ask so much. we humans never have any satisfaction. basically the world is a place where there is no ultimate satisfaction. even though we get what we want, we again want something more. and thinking about it just makes me feel so bad about myself.<br /><br />God is there for all our requests, pleas, and His help will be there when we need Him. I just hope this fact that He is all powerful and that He loves us so much that He'd hear every prayer we make will stop us from doubting me. i doubt so much and it needs to be stopped.<br /><br />"Lord, please come soon."Rashid's Gurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09538954432493495431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144201150713890945.post-53163145354153051312008-12-11T06:20:00.000-05:002010-03-23T23:36:26.518-04:00365 days plus 11Rashid and I are on our 1st year and 1 month in our relationship!!! I am so blessed and I am so happy that he came to my life and brighten it up!<br /><br />"I love you Rashid and I am looking forward to a lifetime of me being with you! Happy Anniversary + 1 month!!! LOL!!! "<br /><br />that's all i've got to share...Rashid's Gurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09538954432493495431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144201150713890945.post-14806106808717079082008-12-11T05:14:00.000-05:002010-03-23T23:36:26.519-04:00fixed page...finally, my blog is fixed!<br /><br /><ul><li>background made by me...something that fits my twilight addiction</li><li>logo by me...wahahaha!!!</li><li>and readable texts!<br /></li></ul>man im happy!!!Rashid's Gurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09538954432493495431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144201150713890945.post-53307315966728511282008-12-10T16:51:00.000-05:002010-03-23T23:36:26.523-04:00my finished scrapbooks....so far....well i'll be posting some of my scrapbook files. the kits are taken from different people, and i dont know them...so yeah...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCLd_w_yEZ6TiQMzYgyWLuFUBjXU0l-SBFyvNH5LVeeVrv4wV2dwl_BNP5nXX-khbkbldohV1q_N6efJ-IHqNm2Dj7Od-4-z1mmmd2S4DeMYPI3tcDY40BZ0-0bLEoq0s_wr3UJpV7l8Do/s1600-h/Banquet.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-8Hswr2db74dXo5hQEX8L4uethtE7WSPNfy9HHUIRUS02lLBUj7m0-9znE_bvsgAX6Hrgy-BqZcKdL46sNJWG63NODO2tJ_fzjJ7NHKWbl98Emzemu8TxMQ-XQP7A7T2iasZgYGHvW4jj/s320/Rashid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278285831969417634" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwywOSw5zg7n8etUTYjRmchtzcgnjLJp3xfWRVZ1_6S_kf7YTeUdmClE33qw1Hr7fN0k5EC5G8mKk0U0GOva8vvKafk19Ge3Iuel4GSqyLfa81e4DX5SSgrYebAR7TMFnGnCHlPgCQb3DO/s1600-h/tita+and+ien.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwywOSw5zg7n8etUTYjRmchtzcgnjLJp3xfWRVZ1_6S_kf7YTeUdmClE33qw1Hr7fN0k5EC5G8mKk0U0GOva8vvKafk19Ge3Iuel4GSqyLfa81e4DX5SSgrYebAR7TMFnGnCHlPgCQb3DO/s320/tita+and+ien.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278286282958191554" border="0" /></a>Rashid's Gurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09538954432493495431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144201150713890945.post-4895758188520696232008-12-09T01:49:00.000-05:002010-03-23T23:36:26.526-04:00Digital ScrapbookingAnd so, I started to make these digital scrapbooks. If you wanna see it its on my facebook...I guess i'm too bored that eventually my artistic side came out and screamed, "take me out, will you?!" i have not watched the Twilight movie in like 4 days but i'm still listening to the soundtrack! dang, I sure am sort of, not completely, undeniably maybe, maybe somehow, just a little bit addicted to it!!! but hey, everyone's got a slight addiction right!<br /><br />still missing Rashid...and finally my visa is being processed. I need prayers! God knows whats best, i gotta trust Him...<br /><br />im so bored im so lazy!!! ugh!!!Rashid's Gurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09538954432493495431noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144201150713890945.post-833324905495371742008-12-07T00:10:00.000-05:002010-03-23T23:36:26.527-04:00Pacman won!!!Manny Pacqiuao won against Oscar dela Hoya!!! yippee!!! im a pacifist...i dont punch, only bite!!! lol!!!Rashid's Gurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09538954432493495431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144201150713890945.post-65755123684359241932008-12-06T22:28:00.000-05:002010-03-23T23:36:26.529-04:00Just Thinking...Finally...I was just thinking and there's one thing i realized...IM A BUM!!!<br /><br />So here are some things I've been doing the whole week:<br /><br /><ul><li><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Pray</span></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> for Rashid's green card interview</span></li></ul><span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span>God answered my prayers and now i'm just waiting for Rashid to come here!!! yayness!!!<br /><br /><ul><li><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Chat</span> with Rashid, like about 12 hours a day!!! ahahahaha!!!</span></li><li><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Sleep</span> like an owl...I sleep in the morning and is very active at night!!!</span></li><li><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Read</span> books...finished 4 books plus some additional stuff related to the books</span></li></ul><span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span>I read the Twilight Saga by Stephenie Meyer:<br /> Twilight<br /> New Moon<br /> Eclipse<br /> Breaking Dawn<br /> Plus some other stuff like the half part of Midnight Sun<br /><ul><li> <span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Watch </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">Twilight for like 10 times! LOL!!! I saved it in my laptop so I have access to it anytime I want!!!</span></li><li><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Listen</span> to the soundtrack of Twilight</span></li></ul><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span></span>Im currently addicted to Decode, I Caught Myself, Never Think, Bella's Lullaby, and<br /> Full Moon<span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /></span><ul><li><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Playing </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">Bella's Lullaby</span></li><li><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Eating</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Doritos Spicy Sweet Chilli</span></li><li><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Bumming </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">and <span style="font-style: italic;">being</span> a couch potato!!!</span></li></ul>I guess that's it, these are the things that has helped me continue my existence!!! Wow, those things are depressing!!! That's my life...Rashid's Gurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09538954432493495431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144201150713890945.post-83167169291947561412008-12-04T01:53:00.000-05:002010-03-23T23:36:26.531-04:00Praise The LordRashid got his green card!!! I am hoping he'll be here soon!!! im so excited!!! God listens to our pleas...that's what i've learned and im continually thanking Him for answering my prayers!!! Im so ready to welcome rashid with open arms!!! yayness!!!!Rashid's Gurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09538954432493495431noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144201150713890945.post-28215940976127651522008-11-22T01:48:00.000-05:002010-03-23T23:36:26.532-04:00~~and i went to kenya~~ Part Two<span style="font-size:85%;">Now let me show you the places I've been to...<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvr_i1HOZljlJhA19Jw4yd7pEFpxVmXiMmDyPoxwIwBT2GMQwoPk0amYliCSkL2hW4ZVcFqhSCQXbQsQ2U2Rbg7KoGIM8dXa2ByHk6yxArJ0hyphenhyphenGBAZ9KWpin4hQrtTCfpgxakOMPNBBVL8/s1600-h/P5060432.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 184px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvr_i1HOZljlJhA19Jw4yd7pEFpxVmXiMmDyPoxwIwBT2GMQwoPk0amYliCSkL2hW4ZVcFqhSCQXbQsQ2U2Rbg7KoGIM8dXa2ByHk6yxArJ0hyphenhyphenGBAZ9KWpin4hQrtTCfpgxakOMPNBBVL8/s320/P5060432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271370838774253922" border="0" /></a><br /><span><span style="font-size:78%;">Lake Victoria, Kisumu, Kenya<br />Biggest Lake in Africa and is shared by 4 countries I think</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcMEoylZlN2KCOa6WHOz08I-V_NaS4e26YAZ8sr0kXZEOi2csxzwqeozavZr5bpzaFRZv_4hZwq69AWdxxlxgDdbUvr-pzf-GgDQqMG6Fg9sel5QfFT8gTWZEXiWtr88ihAOyLzCBxpKuC/s1600-h/P5060394.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 183px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcMEoylZlN2KCOa6WHOz08I-V_NaS4e26YAZ8sr0kXZEOi2csxzwqeozavZr5bpzaFRZv_4hZwq69AWdxxlxgDdbUvr-pzf-GgDQqMG6Fg9sel5QfFT8gTWZEXiWtr88ihAOyLzCBxpKuC/s320/P5060394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271371295624686322" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Impala Park, Kisumu<br />A park next to the lake and its full of free impalas<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAtR5h3rsWf1LPV7IMPgjadJnZvCatpX0HXqmCl0d0IdV5YHIw6fm2s8XRqGfjn9zGI4PJWeFXtzw0wJR4Dd4DrAb5Lo65aYFHi5krbtTf5tL9mIsZ9vjk7QX6Wf3JQkg_-cLAVh8JOgBh/s1600-h/P5240036.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 183px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAtR5h3rsWf1LPV7IMPgjadJnZvCatpX0HXqmCl0d0IdV5YHIw6fm2s8XRqGfjn9zGI4PJWeFXtzw0wJR4Dd4DrAb5Lo65aYFHi5krbtTf5tL9mIsZ9vjk7QX6Wf3JQkg_-cLAVh8JOgBh/s320/P5240036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271371919243583842" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Nanyuki Reserve, Nanyuki<br />This reserve has been established to preserve the endangered Chimpanzees from the Congo Forest and the Black Rhinoceros which are being hunted for their tusk horns<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV2eAiphRgakW5nWEkfVsd_Gu25zPCU-UQ8FvaljrEMgbpnjrnUWTJG8Y0yCZyQjazgwOzuvAj82kUmrJQtDyMivJgG_2jOasHkEjCy55VrmdMoayDdgPGBV46Na36eTaCNkzcd9xR8NA2/s1600-h/P8280136.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 251px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV2eAiphRgakW5nWEkfVsd_Gu25zPCU-UQ8FvaljrEMgbpnjrnUWTJG8Y0yCZyQjazgwOzuvAj82kUmrJQtDyMivJgG_2jOasHkEjCy55VrmdMoayDdgPGBV46Na36eTaCNkzcd9xR8NA2/s320/P8280136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271373139505770178" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">This is a gorge, but I forgot the name of the gorge! LOL! Dirty water, it was dry season so the sand was very dry causing the water to be dirty<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1aaAZ2Rc2m5Xr0Og63vx0fY7FVhWoAaTeEEAqtHSdDSykjYWPYzHedF_Aux2srp7EBMYPO0FFgfvic_ZveFy7SEyU4yrBoc_jR3dU2VzBaNXvmT3_hoQ8bxQaznXzDDp3twGtyljSmwLF/s1600-h/P8280154.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 172px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1aaAZ2Rc2m5Xr0Og63vx0fY7FVhWoAaTeEEAqtHSdDSykjYWPYzHedF_Aux2srp7EBMYPO0FFgfvic_ZveFy7SEyU4yrBoc_jR3dU2VzBaNXvmT3_hoQ8bxQaznXzDDp3twGtyljSmwLF/s320/P8280154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271373636103463298" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">This is one of the geysers at Lake Bogoria, an alkaline lake with volcanic activity. I was with Derrick (left), Dickson (next to me) and Ken.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlRE2PF26i35gWoacgVLG5l28lqIZsyGFuXvrXphebD3eI02zflF3ubsZkhAjwk7GfVfaXF1fkXHTgAYQmM400Cnw69qbeFv07bvX5m3RXv_4fg0TIcqVs9BR-ssgKKJXRsGu9E9J_tSSv/s1600-h/P8290229.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 175px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlRE2PF26i35gWoacgVLG5l28lqIZsyGFuXvrXphebD3eI02zflF3ubsZkhAjwk7GfVfaXF1fkXHTgAYQmM400Cnw69qbeFv07bvX5m3RXv_4fg0TIcqVs9BR-ssgKKJXRsGu9E9J_tSSv/s320/P8290229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271374226895418514" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Menengai Crater, extends for hundreds of kilometers. I went down the normal route, came up on a steep rock with no rock climbing gadgets! Gosh, i thought i was gonna die!<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6R7oJtqUODAfCFPUcwp0Wk1fq1lVkU1eIG9hKW0aLMwPD4mn_BUAz2Xe3CKK205pdnyWiN7sD7C45Z7P6SjKLrs9n1PoGLrEtge8YaZRKslSYy-BJUu3hnZCuYxkPkfsehsf_gKyXPKkJ/s1600-h/P8300292.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 178px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6R7oJtqUODAfCFPUcwp0Wk1fq1lVkU1eIG9hKW0aLMwPD4mn_BUAz2Xe3CKK205pdnyWiN7sD7C45Z7P6SjKLrs9n1PoGLrEtge8YaZRKslSYy-BJUu3hnZCuYxkPkfsehsf_gKyXPKkJ/s320/P8300292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271375077150927874" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Lake Nakuru, this lake is already polluted and is starting to dry up. This lake needs help!<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfDgHTuYoFvGeeFfx7PNCgqjuiHWS0IaUf2YfNS16-VsLbe3yRcBdporUG7lOvUstwPZxxTfvj_bvdBj2gPD35zX5KQS0BfOwPztM9so6hEZGWrdysy-mf_CQTO9pOu6iB66mWy_8kBtKH/s1600-h/P8300349.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 174px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfDgHTuYoFvGeeFfx7PNCgqjuiHWS0IaUf2YfNS16-VsLbe3yRcBdporUG7lOvUstwPZxxTfvj_bvdBj2gPD35zX5KQS0BfOwPztM9so6hEZGWrdysy-mf_CQTO9pOu6iB66mWy_8kBtKH/s320/P8300349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271375580162705154" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Hell's Gate, a gorge in the middle of almost desert! There's a small falls here and warm water comes down from I dont know where!<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjOkEzPW93w7_HkIazlHpQMxUyTXfilPPcwOLe7BU8sJffPcRKDlKsTQiOR3WTV4GWbjZ_BWfjVWt_fFTycHE43NlPP7nS27EjkX4YWpECM0ch2p37-XkmsvKfbsjOTjPb7gae8Dmy-aRB/s1600-h/P8310350.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 171px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjOkEzPW93w7_HkIazlHpQMxUyTXfilPPcwOLe7BU8sJffPcRKDlKsTQiOR3WTV4GWbjZ_BWfjVWt_fFTycHE43NlPP7nS27EjkX4YWpECM0ch2p37-XkmsvKfbsjOTjPb7gae8Dmy-aRB/s320/P8310350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271376099124657186" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Abedare Mountain Range, this place is where Queen Elizabeth II was having her vacation when she learned she was to be queen.<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZJafYmFxlYISwaYOPbEnC0yK_GiP4LRVKKBupwLTYuzMPKsNlymPbc6wgHOVrEW-Y8dWEy08mBV6VSQkHHzz2cDaqzublqky46hRfi-57ZbNhBuQs4dpyo9nmfJeDdIBHxBlnyJbXJimp/s1600-h/P9020498.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZJafYmFxlYISwaYOPbEnC0yK_GiP4LRVKKBupwLTYuzMPKsNlymPbc6wgHOVrEW-Y8dWEy08mBV6VSQkHHzz2cDaqzublqky46hRfi-57ZbNhBuQs4dpyo9nmfJeDdIBHxBlnyJbXJimp/s200/P9020498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271376856463112098" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihEgVsZw3vX_AT9o07k9KfLxdLqTqjyR3yVMdwVRC2Krh1vBcz6doH13PW0hmGO-kHxock04Bkhb_WDo_UbMvxQrWGJH9BPIAU7_EjtPXXnl53vWSmqJq0uTC7veFghGnPxISOr6Q6pnQx/s1600-h/P9010427.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihEgVsZw3vX_AT9o07k9KfLxdLqTqjyR3yVMdwVRC2Krh1vBcz6doH13PW0hmGO-kHxock04Bkhb_WDo_UbMvxQrWGJH9BPIAU7_EjtPXXnl53vWSmqJq0uTC7veFghGnPxISOr6Q6pnQx/s200/P9010427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271376857262046674" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Oldonyo Sabuk (Buffalo Mountain), place where the wife of a rich aristrocrat was buried and Fourteen Falls</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzO9iKfYYnc4WX0Pse3bZHCj5Ahbk4WdexIJb78USD4Be2bspINlYftwNMDamVSsIL3eFCYUT4fGdIsdmHOa0qwN0v0LEQ2ES6ZxvKDeleXqy8Fl_BgAd4XYGA71LdM_ZrLq8DCp8oUPav/s1600-h/P9030515.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzO9iKfYYnc4WX0Pse3bZHCj5Ahbk4WdexIJb78USD4Be2bspINlYftwNMDamVSsIL3eFCYUT4fGdIsdmHOa0qwN0v0LEQ2ES6ZxvKDeleXqy8Fl_BgAd4XYGA71LdM_ZrLq8DCp8oUPav/s200/P9030515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271377558704957074" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"><br />Mt. Kenya, second highest mountain in the African continent, next to mount Kilimanjaro! Look, they got snow...<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhINTtXGQ89kf8w5pOTSryoTBDyoDko0_deXYapSclnQwqdSfwPC_qZv46y-Rv-aMrhCktuFJIbNt_mox7pQnTg8YWw_yCHLu8xKpkw8wTx0DfvgqaCYGQjImTBwMZBKxDfGLAlGCo5w_8V/s1600-h/P9050547.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhINTtXGQ89kf8w5pOTSryoTBDyoDko0_deXYapSclnQwqdSfwPC_qZv46y-Rv-aMrhCktuFJIbNt_mox7pQnTg8YWw_yCHLu8xKpkw8wTx0DfvgqaCYGQjImTBwMZBKxDfGLAlGCo5w_8V/s200/P9050547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271378091928308018" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkAnBELF645oFx1DmuVAHL1ft46VYjC-icHlY4ulzMyzLH6j56GZLS-sSy6bpuSihfEwlF3ckJlZvDh-xJGKFs8aNT9K1F_a_W5-hXjqgHVvv67pSRh_q8StOO8T3rsj_8vS3ZX5bmlM_-/s1600-h/P9040540.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkAnBELF645oFx1DmuVAHL1ft46VYjC-icHlY4ulzMyzLH6j56GZLS-sSy6bpuSihfEwlF3ckJlZvDh-xJGKFs8aNT9K1F_a_W5-hXjqgHVvv67pSRh_q8StOO8T3rsj_8vS3ZX5bmlM_-/s200/P9040540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271378090329810866" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Amboseli National Park, a park near the Tanzania-Kenya Border and Samburu National Park, the park where the rare Gerenuk (like gazelles with long giraffe-like necks) can be found.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKAdyoOuTe_FiKEFMvzpDW-z3fB-prvPlXQhB033WR5XdCRxU7NderqLnb0njE4rMOvKk2aw0ql9BgLsImXESNvvdzEeIHJXSanPwwc5ADqqQhQNyuq8DYiRog_304pNIUjSFBGsFFYTIa/s1600-h/P9060655.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKAdyoOuTe_FiKEFMvzpDW-z3fB-prvPlXQhB033WR5XdCRxU7NderqLnb0njE4rMOvKk2aw0ql9BgLsImXESNvvdzEeIHJXSanPwwc5ADqqQhQNyuq8DYiRog_304pNIUjSFBGsFFYTIa/s200/P9060655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271378921216346562" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinKaognTdpTrZM8w7RjJvpJQXF5zaESlv8W96zTXOcGaOfqA0ORCxwMXTnadv0Msu7i-iQv89L-RMm-0k2Pg8QwDYz2xoCYSYMV9FkFXCfpKCXSUTgxuNzWOnvxYuWZqYrgFpSvUX1tYOn/s1600-h/P9050585.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinKaognTdpTrZM8w7RjJvpJQXF5zaESlv8W96zTXOcGaOfqA0ORCxwMXTnadv0Msu7i-iQv89L-RMm-0k2Pg8QwDYz2xoCYSYMV9FkFXCfpKCXSUTgxuNzWOnvxYuWZqYrgFpSvUX1tYOn/s200/P9050585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271378919643200898" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Mzima Springs, crystal clear water where hippos reside and Shetani Lava flow, valley with hardened lava both at Tsavo National Park<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9-vkI5p086tGHws8PUB3USf9suupba0JUxSZfLKhMwG6lpUPQRboDq6JLl0XHZcJN-QPwdxW5L_cgBspwy0V9_F3powMiUwYwzsFu99ttzYnbryGaCFCnBNoj7_32wbCWlrQ45ZcpBqkj/s1600-h/P9080844.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9-vkI5p086tGHws8PUB3USf9suupba0JUxSZfLKhMwG6lpUPQRboDq6JLl0XHZcJN-QPwdxW5L_cgBspwy0V9_F3powMiUwYwzsFu99ttzYnbryGaCFCnBNoj7_32wbCWlrQ45ZcpBqkj/s200/P9080844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271380442644710946" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsEoDvwShcQZkilwZdogV3DW-x8gBZAl5856eEl0sXjNN-xiLyB2sqDe_SLZhbmdWL2_Uxa1N5fOn25-DlkmoiDQO0wP9uOM1G9HSP4BCHtyAb3YDj86Krn3yr9aSLft43YxZ6dHlVkF1j/s1600-h/P9070689.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsEoDvwShcQZkilwZdogV3DW-x8gBZAl5856eEl0sXjNN-xiLyB2sqDe_SLZhbmdWL2_Uxa1N5fOn25-DlkmoiDQO0wP9uOM1G9HSP4BCHtyAb3YDj86Krn3yr9aSLft43YxZ6dHlVkF1j/s200/P9070689.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271380442092025682" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Gede Ruins and Fort Jesus at Mombasa<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibRYUh2XE2JRGxytyJ96ZZ5OGrrJV1a5GGgzVte6evii8c7icN_eXvnYaxu0lVwl7e332LwudFcYsH73pp2G8iKK6PbiCfPRVrH5UoogV_vLpriRzctwikuL5z4vBQiV9Ya10VDYl58Ixe/s1600-h/P9120933.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibRYUh2XE2JRGxytyJ96ZZ5OGrrJV1a5GGgzVte6evii8c7icN_eXvnYaxu0lVwl7e332LwudFcYsH73pp2G8iKK6PbiCfPRVrH5UoogV_vLpriRzctwikuL5z4vBQiV9Ya10VDYl58Ixe/s200/P9120933.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271380783087642450" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Masai Mara, a national preserve that is connected to Serengeti National Park of Tanzania. Here, Gnu or wildebeests are migrating back to Tanzania<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8n9_JUWES-JWd8UbUPP7n-qUNgm2O-verCrLQEKz0hVWD98-I39E6zWAE2vS0_c_UGALri2uzlZIqCNvFQjsVrwLNjATkdVIW33Sid-gnTZsW3_qXprzD635Y2CKzgQuQLdbqLbmOvq-i/s1600-h/P9161037.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8n9_JUWES-JWd8UbUPP7n-qUNgm2O-verCrLQEKz0hVWD98-I39E6zWAE2vS0_c_UGALri2uzlZIqCNvFQjsVrwLNjATkdVIW33Sid-gnTZsW3_qXprzD635Y2CKzgQuQLdbqLbmOvq-i/s200/P9161037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271381331489286370" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Lake Turkana, biggest alkaline lake in Africa, close to Somalia-Kenya border.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgETXxe7yEbplr2za-_h_APNAOLiPnen1CawTiQF6cg-O48Ilnjr96zeWHHC16gevtDF-raEs75q0_LIZecKQF-5CWXA0MrjqvlQq0MAf-C8DCoNJTRXuOdSDpLUc55yOyg4uI035XcKT5b/s1600-h/P9120947.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgETXxe7yEbplr2za-_h_APNAOLiPnen1CawTiQF6cg-O48Ilnjr96zeWHHC16gevtDF-raEs75q0_LIZecKQF-5CWXA0MrjqvlQq0MAf-C8DCoNJTRXuOdSDpLUc55yOyg4uI035XcKT5b/s200/P9120947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271381777662294610" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Masai Tribe, the nomadic tribe of Kenya<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:85%;">I have other pictures of places I've visited but because my old desktop crashed and the whole computer was rebooted and formatted, I lost the pictures...<br /><br />Next up, maybe either animals or birds...hmmm, which one...<br /></span></div><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></div>Rashid's Gurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09538954432493495431noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144201150713890945.post-17634764354250503272008-11-21T14:09:00.000-05:002010-03-23T23:36:26.536-04:00~~and i went to kenya~~ Part One<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLgdoxHQDVWr4l4F4veyr4qMGb8pSoizrnXR4r6lbWJ2lVE-oCDXzVcST-JjjrnLMMT2eG6MaW6ZpHM2MMLR48aumsHwXFVtReJNgQX-nBj0fsn_jdkuTLI-QB3yWvRI_zzhSvpBze58zn/s1600-h/P5240051.JPG"><span style="font-size:85%;">Dec. 26, 2005: Date I left Thailand to go to Kenya.<br /></span></a><ul><li><span style="font-size:85%;">I cried like crazy</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">I really didn't want to go</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">I was so sad and depressed</span></li></ul><span style="font-size:85%;">Dec. 27, 2005: I arrived Kenya at about 4 or 5 AM.<br /></span><ul><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Was sleepy so I slept while going to our new home</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">First time I saw wild animals on the road!</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Realized Kenya is not that bad</span></li></ul><span style="font-size:85%;">Well, now I really miss Kenya. Maybe I miss my parents, my room and my boyfriend but for some apparent reason I am so attached to the place, not only to the country of Kenya but also attached to the continent of Africa. So after about more than 2 years of residence in Kenya I can say its my home country too. So let me just share pics from Kenya....just for fun...</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb95am5j9Rtz7llb-jMX-vCxY_sONDGB5Ea8Jz0nsdQDvUsW9qpfJC58KALcEfwNvW9F2tLwO6M3eWPEIS4ez8KnQHc4VbLzRoGvk-qDb_MGWNdxikc3ySmZeYlLVgPDd_KvKPMDA4AHTw/s1600-h/P5060395.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb95am5j9Rtz7llb-jMX-vCxY_sONDGB5Ea8Jz0nsdQDvUsW9qpfJC58KALcEfwNvW9F2tLwO6M3eWPEIS4ez8KnQHc4VbLzRoGvk-qDb_MGWNdxikc3ySmZeYlLVgPDd_KvKPMDA4AHTw/s320/P5060395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271197389632654578" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">Impalas at Impala Park, Kisumu. Victoria Lake behind them</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaHQsCHaHtXlpCfcqMs_YvxgWQV9AnU8437Bx2CO1RUJJO9UhDnnivW3fKWVEwi-dFUlaozhzKel7xBK_yKBPbdpEsm_8oJkYp9nXF1oZhOTb0gUbjK-zBYTrsx6fmKPgSX3U0H6Q7RPcx/s1600-h/P8280195.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaHQsCHaHtXlpCfcqMs_YvxgWQV9AnU8437Bx2CO1RUJJO9UhDnnivW3fKWVEwi-dFUlaozhzKel7xBK_yKBPbdpEsm_8oJkYp9nXF1oZhOTb0gUbjK-zBYTrsx6fmKPgSX3U0H6Q7RPcx/s320/P8280195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271197385333805026" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">Lesser flamingos at Lake Bogoria, an alkaline lake with Volcanic activity on the lake itself (Geysers) </span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLgdoxHQDVWr4l4F4veyr4qMGb8pSoizrnXR4r6lbWJ2lVE-oCDXzVcST-JjjrnLMMT2eG6MaW6ZpHM2MMLR48aumsHwXFVtReJNgQX-nBj0fsn_jdkuTLI-QB3yWvRI_zzhSvpBze58zn/s1600-h/P5240051.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLgdoxHQDVWr4l4F4veyr4qMGb8pSoizrnXR4r6lbWJ2lVE-oCDXzVcST-JjjrnLMMT2eG6MaW6ZpHM2MMLR48aumsHwXFVtReJNgQX-nBj0fsn_jdkuTLI-QB3yWvRI_zzhSvpBze58zn/s320/P5240051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271197403835508802" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">Dominant Chimpanzee at Nanyuki Reserve. This Chimpanzee was transported from Congo forest.<br /><br /></span><a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRjO0bsBLT7y5S8KXYdAWNQ4uMMoR8eCMNvp3n4hTVf2-J6R5wzjC6_ur98yZFzoHgO0J-HN45ZNOq3NEWmHucNpNIHw9njhJQ1JJHses78Hw4xekuKg3lLKwcgL_yk8tKI1i9580r9eDh/s1600-h/P5250143.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRjO0bsBLT7y5S8KXYdAWNQ4uMMoR8eCMNvp3n4hTVf2-J6R5wzjC6_ur98yZFzoHgO0J-HN45ZNOq3NEWmHucNpNIHw9njhJQ1JJHses78Hw4xekuKg3lLKwcgL_yk8tKI1i9580r9eDh/s320/P5250143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271200007858910706" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">Insects being studied at ICIPE</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAeZJJ7978aqgmMpYWQuGnvueQtNtAhy1C2tg-r2CKWdVj2LE34iAxleAYfLtryFUeluV4Yb1FUdzPzhyokmEfAnNDlxCjfXZiQ2UcCKCS-eJ7SwmLURa96IiMM7Z24GXPuK7usjOCEo5V/s1600-h/P5240089.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAeZJJ7978aqgmMpYWQuGnvueQtNtAhy1C2tg-r2CKWdVj2LE34iAxleAYfLtryFUeluV4Yb1FUdzPzhyokmEfAnNDlxCjfXZiQ2UcCKCS-eJ7SwmLURa96IiMM7Z24GXPuK7usjOCEo5V/s320/P5240089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271200000183339666" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">My friend Joyce feeding this black rhino, I have a pic touching it but I dont know where I placed it!</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0zw8ZmD4u8NAJaQ_h8-aVFeWeInUONZqrQa-XePSA6Q1b2CQWAeA9cnen8pPKUnwVXY7MzLjbu5C9e1o5W6Us0pxj5Ts0h5IGRwG_SGgtXR2oclt9YSvjDY8nkXPIZiu-7_qS2VGnupDu/s1600-h/P5240012.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0zw8ZmD4u8NAJaQ_h8-aVFeWeInUONZqrQa-XePSA6Q1b2CQWAeA9cnen8pPKUnwVXY7MzLjbu5C9e1o5W6Us0pxj5Ts0h5IGRwG_SGgtXR2oclt9YSvjDY8nkXPIZiu-7_qS2VGnupDu/s320/P5240012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271199990225048946" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">This is the bus we usually ride on trips. Looks rugged but its fun!<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">Other pics coming up...<br /></div><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span>Rashid's Gurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09538954432493495431noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144201150713890945.post-2340810224197558402008-11-21T01:51:00.000-05:002010-03-23T23:36:26.539-04:00***STUCK***Things that has happened to me in 2 weeks time:<br /><ul><li>Got accepted at Andrews</li><li>Will be able to register classes already</li><li>Got a job at Andrews</li><li>Has a half-tuition scholarship to Andrews</li><li>I-20 on the process</li></ul><br />Things that has happened to me TODAY:<br /><ul><li>Had to postpone my enrollment for the Spring Semester</li><li>I have to extend my stay in the US</li><li>I need about 3 months until my change of status</li><li>Have to enroll for summer classes instead</li><li>I cant attend school until my visa is issued</li><li>I might attend a marine field class at some far shore!</li><li>For now, I'm stuck...</li></ul>Well, I'd say what happened today was way more than what had happened in 2 weeks!!! Hey at least I can still go to school soon, somehow...I need prayers for me and Rashid that both our visas will be fixed!!!<br /><br />~~wishing the land mass of the world was just stuck up with each other and there are no visas needed to go to one place to another...who ever made visas???~~~Rashid's Gurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09538954432493495431noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144201150713890945.post-9134862133231430172008-11-20T14:39:00.000-05:002010-03-23T23:36:26.541-04:00sleeping beauty...ok im not really sure about the beauty part but sure heck im sleepy!!! i just dont get it, i have been not sleeping more than 3 hours every night, i should be used to this!!! or should i be pissed? but hey, when i wake up and i see the message from my boyfriend who chats with me like from 8am to 12am, its a "wake up" pill! just seeing those words "hey sleeping beauty, have a good sleep, and i love you!" now those words make me melt!!! shivers....lol!!! im too sleepy but i dont wnt to sleep...maybe im a sleeping owl...hmmmm...Rashid's Gurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09538954432493495431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144201150713890945.post-59062072673174320932008-11-20T03:10:00.000-05:002010-03-23T23:36:26.542-04:00I kinda like role-playing...I remember when I was a kid, I usually play alone in the house. I'm the youngest person in the house and my brother is a boy, not my typical playmate since if we do play, we end up playing wrestling! To think about it, it was pretty awesome! As a kid I had no playmates. Let's just say my parents were scared to get me scarred by the outside world so they tried so much to protect me from the outdoors. It didn't work all the time since I usually sneak out, but when it did worked out, my day as a child was not that bad.<br /><br />Since I'm alone and quite lonely as a kid, I would say, I ended up playing alone, with the mirror and my stuffed toys. My imagination was so great that my parents kinda got scared once coz I talk to myself so much it freaked them out!!! But anyway, being alone made me become a person who had a great imagination. And at that point in my life, <span style="font-weight: bold;">I LOVED ROLE-PLAYING</span>! Even though I was playing with my brother, role-playing was still a vital part since we reenact the scenes we "hear" about the <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">WWE</span>!!! I try to tackle him down like The Undertaker and my brother would try to bring me down like Hulk Hogan. I know its pretty much weird! I usually play with my toys and I act like I'm a teacher, a nurse, a doctor and even a mom!<br /><br />This role-playing came to my mind coz Rashid and I just thought about making an igloo just now and we're planning to act like eskimos for even a day! I know it sucks but it made me realize something. Everyone loves role-playing!!! Its like a way people express themselves. To me and Rashid, acting like eskimos is like discovering other cultures and we express our interest in that field. As a child, I did role-playing because I had no playmates so I expressed to my dolls what I want to be in the future!<br /><br />How many times in my life have I done role-playing or even think of doing it, <span style="font-weight: bold;">TOO MANY</span>! I tried to be this person to fit in and I tried to be that person to fit in. But you know what, I realized that no matter how many times I act like somebody else and play their role, we can't be completely honest since we're not being honest with ourselves. I've tried so many times to fit in and I end up in the wrong side (ok, this was my experience in Kenya). I tried to hide my real attitude so that people will accept me. I defied my principles and beliefs so others can accept me. Being a role-player is like being untrue to myself and I end up hating myself. Then one day, in a bonfire, a question was asked for me to answer. The question was "<span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">Who do you like?</span>" and at this time there were like more or less 300 people around waiting for my answer, and the person I like, who is Rashid was sitting next to me. I asked myself, should I be a role-player acting like I like somebody else or someone who'd say "Yo, I dont like nobody!" or should I just be true to myself for once? Then for some reason I decided to be myself and blurted out (in a shy and modest way) "I like Rashid!". At that point, I ended being a role-player when it comes to the real me! Now I show people who I really am and hey, its they're problem if they got a problem with my attitude, at least Im not posing as a person who I really am not. I know its hard but being true to myself is like the best thing I have done for myself and I've never felt better than this...lolRashid's Gurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09538954432493495431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144201150713890945.post-5809370125560930442008-11-19T01:55:00.000-05:002010-03-23T23:36:26.544-04:00When people say "I am happy...sniff sniff"My parents called just today. Its been awhile since I've heard their voices. My mom she always tells me that she's ever so lonely. I mean come on, its the first time, well second time I have been away from them. The first time it was like 7 months then now, its been like more than 2 months and more...I feel bad but hey, I always say "Im ok, dont worry!". Then I talked to my dad, the man who is so hard to crack down! Ok I know the secret but other people, he's "code" is just too hard to decipher. Then my dad said "Hey guess what, we're so happy in the house coz its just me and your mom!" To some people they may think "Oh, so I was just a bother to the happiness?" But hey guess what, that's not what people mean! I know my dad is sad but he tries to cover it up by saying, "We're happy in here! Whoop Whoop!!!" That's when I realized something. How many times in our lives do we say "I am happy...sniff sniff"?<br /><br />I admit I am pretty good at hiding my emotions, well until recently! I have a tendency to smile though deep inside I am hurting. Everyone has this tendency I guess. I dont like affecting people with my feelings so I kinda show a superficial face to hide what I really feel. But some people just are not that sensitive to actually feel something's wrong. Some people would joke about something and what they dont know is that the person acting all happy has a problem with what that person joked about! So I ask myself, why do I do this smiling-outside-dying-inside thing? Why cant I just show people how I really feel and show them what's up? The only time I learned how to show the real me was with Rashid, when I feel really bad, he'd ask me "are you ok?" then I'd say, "sure im fine" but my face is like the complete opposite! Then he told me "I dont like it when you dont tell me how you feel, its like lying!" Thats when I understood why people say "I am happy" though they are not. We do this coz were scared the person who asks us what's up wont understand why were sad or mad or crazy! So we try to put on a completely different face so that people will understand us. But to people who accepts us for who we are and for what we feel, us telling them something else is lying to them. So now, i dont lie to Rashid about how I feel! when he asks me why I am frowning, I tell him coz i know that no matter how shallow what I say is I know he understands! Maybe my dad said he's happy coz he's scared he'd show weakness if he says he's sad right? Now I get it!<br /><br />So to conclude this thought, I think we should show what we really feel. I mean if we try to cover it up, it would either be lying to our own selves or fooling others ending up us more hurt. Now to people who ask us what's up, they gotta accept and understand how we feel, coz if not, then being a face-cover up girl is better! And so I decided, to people who dont understand me, that's your problem if you have a problem with what i feel, its my emotions not yours to understand. To people who understand me no matter how stupid I feel, well, thank you! Especially Rashid, thank you for making me realize being true to myself and to you would bring harmony in a home! lolz! Ok enough thoughts for the day....Rashid's Gurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09538954432493495431noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144201150713890945.post-31259926143555454202008-11-17T00:53:00.000-05:002010-03-23T23:36:26.547-04:00whoooops.....well, what do you expect?! i just could not update my blog everyday! anyway...<br /><br />so, here i am, in my room, staring in a white wall, just thinking...WHY AM I SO LAZY THAT EVEN WRITING SOMETHING ON MY BLOG IN A DAY IS SO MUCH WORK FOR ME?! i guess its just that i am so restless. Im just imagining, if rashid was next to me, i would write so much that in a day there would be like 20 posts! like one in every hour! having someone you love be there for you is such a rejuvinating thing that the person can make you do things that you cant believe you cant do! its like there's an invisible being pushing you to do things coz ur so in love!!!<br /><br />Today i just slept! not a different news anymore! but anyway im just happy im still alive after all these boring days i've been spending for the last 3-4 months! tho, i had a very interesting conversation with my baby through chat! its so interesting i dont think other ppl can handle it! i think i'll jst keep it for myself, leave me some mysteriousness!!! ahahahahah<br /><br />I dont even know where im going in this thing that im writing, im so directionless!!!<br /><br />anyway, i just remembered what happened last saturday, seeing the forest fires and all!!! now i am still scared of what ive seen, fire on the side of the freeway, fire under the freeway, smoke all over the sky, the sun so orange coz of the smog, houses burnt to the ground and houses burning! i mean i've seen houses literally burning with all the windows shattered and the fire is in the house! the weird part is when we were on our way to church, those houses were still up, when we were going home, they were all fired up and smokin! now that was traumatizing! I pray that the people affected can regain what they've lost...<br /><br />i think that's enough thought for the day...oh maybe i'll post some SUPER BLURRY pics that i took of the fires!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwljRsct48xWyVtD7Njk58TO5qo9w-A5ChLqUbAK3G0rM_jeAOw9PTO6cbzYI3dgu1l7yRljvO3qD7f82hHoJOWUBlm7MyDXpKIJmJVXoEHe9Z0VNlYy1Wcy561fuHZ-1Nd7r8GJz8mCcL/s1600-h/DSC00086.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwljRsct48xWyVtD7Njk58TO5qo9w-A5ChLqUbAK3G0rM_jeAOw9PTO6cbzYI3dgu1l7yRljvO3qD7f82hHoJOWUBlm7MyDXpKIJmJVXoEHe9Z0VNlYy1Wcy561fuHZ-1Nd7r8GJz8mCcL/s320/DSC00086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269504274914251170" border="0" /></a><br />houses burning!!!! FREAKY!!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpWFpFCFxSyiqEPcY9tbLtKAJf0PdeaX49ipPBYCgH96EOTgQdhAFzTjFAJhgixlO7IUAYB2L6BfdWJ82DEw_qsR2A_P2gR1M1OokrOe8AVf3s-kmT_aJgC5rF5SjVwfWVuzloLE1aoJ9V/s1600-h/DSC00088.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpWFpFCFxSyiqEPcY9tbLtKAJf0PdeaX49ipPBYCgH96EOTgQdhAFzTjFAJhgixlO7IUAYB2L6BfdWJ82DEw_qsR2A_P2gR1M1OokrOe8AVf3s-kmT_aJgC5rF5SjVwfWVuzloLE1aoJ9V/s320/DSC00088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269504655591240498" border="0" /></a><br />now the heat from this fire was felt in the car!!!Rashid's Gurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09538954432493495431noreply@blogger.com1