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Name: Jenny
Gender: Female


Interests: piano, drawing, climbing trees, eating and sleeping
Expertise: smiling :) It's what I do most.
Occupation: Student


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Member Since: 11/11/2003

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Saturday, February 09, 2008

move notice

I have moved to a different literary playground. Good bye.


Monday, January 28, 2008

相爱不如相知
I'm trying my best.


Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. - 1 Corinthians 13:5-7

I like this quote a lot, and I'd put it on facebook, but I have too many quotes there already. And in the previous sentence, you can probably see how I am too involved with facebook and overthink small stuff. But yes, I have many friends who think that love and hate are not opposites but so close that only a thin line separates the two. I used to agree, but not anymore. Hate and substitutes for love such as love addiction are almost the same, but love is completely different. Love is so far and so opposite of hate, there is nothing that could be further in meaning and expression.


Sunday, January 13, 2008

Jenny is feeling out of shape. She went climbing today and felt winded after only 2 bouldering problems. It is time to introduce more nutrition into her diet.


Saturday, January 05, 2008

I do not know what to do with my life. Sometimes, I think I know. Then a few days later I am not sure again. I feel like I am becoming busier and busier and collecting activities in my basket of life. First it was hip hop, then dance school hip hop, then belly dancing, then yoga, then rock climbing of which I am too poor to sustain so I've stopped all of that. Soon it will be community college classes, volunteer work, and picking up old hobbies. But what am I going to do with all this activity hodgepodge, I don't even keep up with any one thing. Or I just sit in my apartment and watch tv all day. I miss China. I want to go to Africa. I am described by others as 相若霏霏or something like that. My chinese is awful now. It's 5:10pm and honesty, I have done absolutely nothing today. I half watched Amelie 1.25 times and couldn't think of good scrabble words, made dinner, and just bummed around. When I had lunch with my previous supervisor and mentor over the holidays, she said that our first 30 years are to funnel things into ourselves, and the next 30 years are to give back to the community and the world. What if I'm funneling in all useless crap? What good will that do for the rest of the people on this planet, especially when I'm not an expert nor on my way to becoming one at any of the things I've been starting up. I'm reminded of the book, The Stranger. I didn't like it much, but thought it would be great if everyone who wrote like with words all running together without direction could be a writer. They can't. It's just like those modern art pieces. Not everyone who can throw paint on a canvas gets to be a world famous modern artist. Who cares if a nobody decides to draw a giant grey line across a white canvas. It's a freakin' giant grey line, not the strength of love between the poor and the rich and how it is entwined with our destiny so short and abrupt. It only matters if the artist is already famous, then whatever they paint is a masterpiece even if it is a solid red square. So yea, the cynicism part of my resolution is not working out so well. Resolutions are tough to keep up. And it's only the 5th.



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