tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75313046642077710162024-03-12T20:07:05.659-07:00I used to B.L.O.G.?onnelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17381264975648472236noreply@blogger.comBlogger327125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531304664207771016.post-24922350882266313712021-08-19T22:02:00.001-07:002021-08-19T22:02:11.417-07:00Long Text Messages..."Checking In pt.1" <p><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: x-small;">It's been a long minute. Not as long as I had thought. We haven't talked in a while, you and me. I finally got some time to check in with you. How do you feel?</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: x-small;">The last year and half well, has been, well you know how it's been. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: x-small;">I feel like I am 10 feet away from the next checkpoint but I keep walking in a circle where I stand. I don't know what is going to take me there. I don't know what's going to push me to that checkpoint. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: x-small;">I feel like I've been really stressed. My mind is helping me hide it. I don't know if I need a vacation. Some time off. Or just a day to myself but I don't know what it is I need right now. I just know that I'm stressed and my mind is helping me hide it. But I see it. I feel it but I don't know what I'm supposed to do to release it. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: x-small;">I feel fatigued.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: x-small;">I feel like I need to find the simple methods again. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: x-small;">I do feel great, I do. I don't know what it is why I don't feel as.. happy? As I think I should be? </span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: x-small;">I think I've grown less romantic about life. I feel like I'm one foot in and one foot out. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: x-small;">For the first time in a while I don't have the answers or the self awareness to figure this out. It's confusing, it's pleasing and it's somehow getting me excited. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: x-small;">Are these just growing pains? </span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: x-small;">Or am I just being born again? </span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: x-small;">- God is Love </span></p>?onnelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17381264975648472236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531304664207771016.post-49630493641777016862019-07-09T17:41:00.001-07:002019-07-09T17:41:42.262-07:00Long Text Messages... "not just for Summer" <div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 12px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;">
I’ve never had a “summer love”. But if I did this would be one. But this is not just for summer. It’s for fall, it’s for winter it’s for spring. It’s for summer again. I say “love” is a strong word. And so is “forever”. But those words came so quickly and came so naturally when it comes to her. I don’t have doubts. I don’t have worries when I look her straight in the eye and say “for the rest of my life”. This isn’t the summer talking. This is fall, this is winter, this is spring talking. She tells me we’re “compatible”. I don’t know why I don’t agree right away so I ask her why she says that. She says because we realize we change, we are curious, we listen and we change some more. I don’t know why I questioned her about it because I know that all of this is true. This isn’t the sun messing with me head, it’s the leaves, it’s the snow, it’s the flowers too. Is it cliche for me to say I’ve never felt like this before. But I know this is true. Because I haven’t. Because I’ve never had her before. I’ve never felt someone like her. This isn’t just the summer talking.. - God is Love </div>
?onnelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17381264975648472236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531304664207771016.post-62189730988469052232019-05-24T11:17:00.000-07:002019-05-24T11:17:06.140-07:00Long Text Messages... "Whichever Way" <span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Reading back to a lot of my older posts from more than 10 years ago, there is an 18 year old me, although younger, had something that I lost in the last 10 years. Something that I've found again recently. Something I've learned to teach myself again. It's the feeling of content with uncertainty. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">It's not bad to focus on direction and security. However, neither of those are certain. Our directions can change instantly and security is never guaranteed. As much as we think we can have control over certain things... "anything can happen". That phrase for a while gave me an uneasy feeling. I'd try to grab hold of it but what's the point. Growing up made me feel as if I had to "get my shit together" and not live so nonchalantly. </span><br />
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?onnelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17381264975648472236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531304664207771016.post-74318987697758247532018-12-25T14:59:00.002-08:002018-12-25T14:59:52.452-08:00Long Text Messages... "The Gap" <span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I think most people have experienced a transition phase in their lives. Whether it's after a break-up or in between jobs. Even being in a job or a relationship could sometimes feel like a transition, could feel like, a gap. We might even call it a "dry-spell" or being in "a funk". However we see/feel this position in our lives it's often difficult for us to push through it. Sometimes this feeling comes, unexpectedly. So how do we get out of it? What do we do to ourselves to stay in them? What most of us don't realize is that this is the place where growth happens most. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Often in these phases, we feel like simply giving up. We tell ourselves we're not going to find another job, no one is going to love us again, how are we going to make new friends or how are we going to rebuild this relationship? Netflix children do not know the pain most of us have suffered to have a show build up the tension in a plot then suddenly cut to an informercial of Dr. Ho's pain therapy system. Our vision and a our journey can sometimes look like watching a television program. We don't often see that the commercial break is leading us into the next phase of our story. Often we give up, and often we decide to look for a new channel to surf. We flip back and forth, not focused and lost. Do not give up in this phase, the enemy of growth is giving up in the gap. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Comparison is one of the biggest downfalls anyone puts upon themselves in any case. No different here. Sometimes we can be jealous of others peoples miracles. We look at our ex girlfriends and boyfriends and get jealous when we see that they've found someone else to be with, we envy when our coworker who got laid off the same time as you has gotten hired already. We all have different paces. We have a life and a pace that's specifically made for us and we can't go any other way. If we see people passing us or getting opportunities we think we should be getting just know ours is around the corner, we might not just be ready to receive it yet. Embrace our pace. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Lastly, we sometimes choose to numb the phase. We ignore the phase and ignore our growth. That's how we force ourselves into a different situation but just get stuck in the same cycle.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">This gap, it's confusing. It's kinda of mushed up and random like commercial's in-between our television program. It can feel hopeless and discouraging. Although, it's actually one of the most beautiful parts of our lives. It's a time to be introspective, to relearn things, to look back and appreciate what happened before whether good or bad. And to move forward. The gap is the space between our last step and our next one, we're in full stride. - God is Love</span><br />
<br />?onnelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17381264975648472236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531304664207771016.post-66407765258564791992018-09-09T19:58:00.001-07:002018-09-09T19:58:24.381-07:00<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I feel like my optimism is working against me these days. I don't want to feel sad or down but I feel like it's the only way I can get all of this out. My mind and my body is so used to lifting itself up and getting over bumps too easy but I'm trying to override by forcing myself to feel sad. I feel like I'm in this limbo, I'm not sad but I'm not happy either. It's a weird, new feeling but I guess I just gotta ride it out. - God is Love</span>?onnelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17381264975648472236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531304664207771016.post-10972852154202871482018-03-25T21:55:00.005-07:002018-03-25T21:55:56.275-07:0028ighteen... "constant" <span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">You ever feel hungry after you ate a good meal? I mean, everybody gets hungry no matter how good they ate the day before or the meal before. Our body needs that daily sustenance. Life is more subtle. </span><div>
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?onnelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17381264975648472236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531304664207771016.post-70763843441707376772018-02-25T00:03:00.002-08:002018-02-25T00:03:35.417-08:0028ighteen... "PDL" <span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Purpose, is so much higher than occupation, passion, intent and planning. A lot of us are so focused on trying to figure out an occupation rather than our purpose. Occupation is just the vehicle to carry out our purpose. Frankly, it doesn't matter what the vehicle is. God didn't put me on this earth to be a photographer. God put me on this Earth, I believe, to be of service to people, through my art, through thoughts fed in my brain through his heart. Photography and Writing are just my ways to communicate how I've understood to live with Him in the forefront of my life. It's my way of expression. It's my way of catching people to listen to His message. I think I've begun to understand the power that God has instilled in my talent and how I can use these talents to shine His light unto other people. I think I've unknowingly been doing it but I haven't acknowledged that this is my true purpose. Not to take good photos. To use these photos to be able to communicate with people who are yet to find their purpose. - God is Love </span>?onnelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17381264975648472236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531304664207771016.post-25432541890689884812018-02-10T00:46:00.001-08:002018-02-10T00:46:11.131-08:0028ighteen... "Hard Work" <span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">"How did you convince your parents that you wanted to be a photographer?" </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">As a first generation immigrant in Canada from the Philippines, my parents gave me the typical encouragement/speech any immigrant parents gives their child. They encouraged getting a good education (as any parents should) and one word that is indented in my brain forever, "stability". They just wanted me to be, stable. Stability, something my parents worked extremely hard for when coming to this country. So, it's a little bit worrying when their one and only child decides he wants to be an "artist". I don't really have a fancy or elaborate explanation to this question of how I made it manageable for my parents to accept my career choice, but here's my answer: </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">My parents didn't understand why I wanted to be a photographer. They didn't understand how I was going to make money, why I did jobs for free, why I took the photos that I took. There's a lot they didn't understand and there's still a lot they don't understand. I could show my parents all my greatest photographs, how many followers I have, how many 'like' and comment on my photos, I could tell them all the awesome projects I've been working on but none of that really matters in terms of making my parents understand that this is what I'm meant to be doing on this earth. What my parents do understand is how much I love it, how hard I work at it, how much I am trying to make a life for myself and for my future. They just want to see that I'm working just as hard to make a life for myself as hard as they worked to make a life for me. That's all. Our parents might not understand all the jargon that goes a long with what we do but they do understand what it is to love something and to work hard. In the end, regardless of our career path, we're all just trying to do what it is we love, what we're meant here to do... we're all really just looking for... stability. - God is Love </span><br />
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<br />?onnelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17381264975648472236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531304664207771016.post-49326901339462293592016-07-09T00:56:00.001-07:002016-07-09T00:56:18.527-07:00Thinking 1 <span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">There's a state of mind that I wish I could go back to. A state of mind that I'm slowly going back to. That's.. just having fun. Making cool things. I think I've propped myself up to be a "professional artist" that I've almost stopped having fun. At the same time I think I'm also delving deeper into who I am as an artist and the messages I want to pour out and the type of work I want to do. </span><div>
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?onnelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17381264975648472236noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531304664207771016.post-29607946414290733252016-07-09T00:40:00.003-07:002016-07-09T00:40:36.094-07:00really me <span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I'm going back to the start... - God is Love </span>?onnelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17381264975648472236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531304664207771016.post-1694045434215351822016-04-28T09:55:00.003-07:002016-04-28T09:55:30.519-07:00Plants<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">If there's something to be admired about religion, its faithfulness. It's loyalty. It's discipline. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Being a born again christian is a huge part of my life. It's what set the stone for the way I live and who I am. I think it's important to believe and be a part of something that's bigger than us. Bigger than this world. Whatever it is we choose to believe. It's important for us to have a foundation. If we are not satisfied with the ground that was laid out for us when we got here, find new ground. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">With that being said, there are a lot of us that have our hands in too many pockets. We only confuse ourselves as to what to believe and we create an unstable foundation to build on. And for those who have found something, be discipline. We can't have one foot in, one foot out. We can't fully experience what it is we're trying to build, what we're trying to achieve and learn if we are not whole-heartedly there. </span><br />
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<br />?onnelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17381264975648472236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531304664207771016.post-15453966441060906402016-02-28T14:29:00.003-08:002016-02-28T14:29:47.103-08:00he loves me, he loves me not <div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">A friend of mine asked me, <b>“how can I tell if a guy just wants to get in my pants or actually really likes me”</b>. I feel like this is a question that I see asked a lot on television and on tumblr haha. Honestly, at first I didn’t really know how to answer that. I’ve heard a bunch of different answers, some that make sense and some that don’t. I’m not saying my answer is the best or any better than yours or another persons but if anyone is reading this, this is my answer: </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">First off, I’m not a girl. That’s obvious. I’ve never felt what it’s like to have been “hitted and quitted” for lack of a better phrase. Unless a guy actually straight up tells you, “I just want to have sex” then there ya go. If that’s what you want too, then cool, do your thing. If that isn’t what you want, then you can leave. Simple as that right? I think the best way to decipher his intentions is to not ask them what their intentions are, but to tell them <i>yours</i>. I know women too also have urges to want to engage in physical activity but in most cases women must know they have most of the control in whether or not ya’ll get down to it. Ya’ll women have to use that self-control because in most cases, ya’ll are the ones getting hurt. Now I am not saying it’s the woman’s fault that they are hurt because it is the man that was not truthful about his intentions. Anyway, If you let the man know what your intentions, beliefs, plans etc. are in seeing him then there he knows what he’s getting himself into. It’s in your control as woman to decipher his actions from then on. I strongly believe that if ya’ll can express each others like or love for each other without that sexual physicality, when you truly believe that by each others actions that ya’ll really love each other, the sex, is only complimentary to your love. That love will be far, far greater than sex. I really really believe that. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">People think that the whole “No sex before marriage” is old fashioned or deemed “for religious people”. Not only is it biblical, it’s scientific. <b>You do not feed the body before you feed the heart</b>. Sex is what our body, our flesh desires but as people we are DEEPER than that. Much much deeper. If a man or woman can fill your heart, fill your mind, fill your soul… then he or she may be worthy of feeding our body. If you’re not confident if that man or woman loves you and you have sex, it’s ruined. You’ll then have larger amount of doubt with each other. If you don’t truly love that person then you won’t have the desire to feed their soul because we’re feeding each others bodies but in the end we never get full. You don’t want to doubt. You don’t want to regret. No one wants that. I’m telling ya’ll it takes a lot of will and a lot of patience to do this but if you want to experience Love at it’s finest… man… is it ever worth it. Be careful with your hearts ladies and gentlemen. Be careful with each others hearts ladies and gentlemen. - God is Love </span></div>
?onnelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17381264975648472236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531304664207771016.post-22552979087215520972016-02-21T22:05:00.001-08:002016-02-21T22:05:12.165-08:00Count Yourself In <span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">"Just Do It". A phrase that we all know too well but as simple as it may sound we often think it's easier said than done. We think that we can't and that we need this and that to do this and that but we don't need anything but just our own sheer will and the <b><i>act of knowing</i></b>. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">We all have things we want to accomplish whether it be tangible or something within ourselves. We all have battles that we fight and we have struggles that we face. Our struggles are often a product of how we see ourselves. We tend to accept our truths and who we are but I believe that we can be better than what we accept ourselves to be. We say and think things like "Oh well I'm just a not a patient person". That's not true. We are just weak. That doesn't mean we don't possess patience. We have to KNOW that we have patience. KNOW that we ARE patient. We have to SEE ourselves as patient people and tell ourselves that WE ARE rather than "I can be". By living with the mindset of knowing we nourish that weakness so that it exudes to our exterior. We cannot practise patience, or kindness or lovingness or creativity if we do not know we have it IN us. When we know that we can build outwards. - God is Love </span><br />
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<br />?onnelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17381264975648472236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531304664207771016.post-79212674305836571572015-12-05T10:51:00.002-08:002015-12-05T10:51:10.024-08:00Fuck it or Fix it <span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I'm coming to a point in my life where a lot is changing. Quitting my job to pursue my passion as a career, I feel like I'm finally at a church and at a spiritual place where I'm more attentive and willing to grow. I feel like in the past couple years I've really tried to grow up. I kept myself in places where I could easily slip back into immaturity. I think it's when I first began to realize, accept and own up to the decisions I've made in the past and admitting my faults. There's really no going to back to changing what I said or what I did and I never really fully took ownership in those things. The past year has been a selfish year but it took me this year to really understand what it takes to grow out of yourself and become someone better. Relationship-wise I feel like I'm at a point in my relationship that I've never been before in the past. I've realized again, my faults and selfish behaviours and some of the troubles I've had in my relationship are due to some of the decisions I've made. </span><div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I believe everything can be fixed, but I've been having a hard time just saying 'fuck it' and end up carrying all this unnecessary weight on my shoulders. Despite all that, by the will and power of God I know I'll be ready to take on the years ahead. No matter what changes will come my way or the changes that I'll have to make on my own. I know He's got me. I haven't rested upon him in a while, maybe that's why I've been feeling so tired. I can't do this on my own. I can't rely on anyone but Him. In the next coming weeks... it's "fuck it or fix it". </span></div>
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?onnelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17381264975648472236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531304664207771016.post-23996494678982501822015-10-29T05:52:00.001-07:002015-10-29T05:52:42.107-07:00The Heart pt.1 <span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Ever since my family left LHCC, my spiritual life has been in a drought. I've been so unmotivated in going to church and I just wasn't finding my place. Maybe it was just me being a snob in some way, not reaching out and not also not letting people reach me. My parents noticed and they suggested that I go ahead and find a church that was going to be more suitable for me. So I did. I even went back to LHCC. It was okay, it felt a little different. I enjoyed seeing my friends. I love seeing some of my oldest friends and people I grew up in my faith with. It's always great seeing them. But it was different. My parents decided to leave the church they were going to and moved to this brand new church. So they invited me to come. This church was bare bones. Bare bones like, the pastor was leading worship and there was an even number of people on the worship team than there was in the congregation. Unlike the bigger churches I was attending, I could easily disappear during the message and no one would notice. But with 15 people in the congregation it was more intimate and I really had no way of hiding. So I sat and listened to Pastor Rex. God really spoke to me in his message. Although, I can't remember it now. Something about the church and the message sparked a new found excitement in going to church. I'm more aware, I'm more attentive in listening to Him speaking to me. I found my heart again. I found the heart of what I am here to do. I found the heart of why I do what I do. The heart of worship. - God is Love </span>?onnelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17381264975648472236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531304664207771016.post-52689253159164373232015-10-29T05:41:00.003-07:002015-10-29T05:41:42.710-07:00I remember <span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I feel like I forgot how to blog. To really just spit out my thoughts. Over the past 3 years I've been so focused on structure, moreso having a message. I went back to my very first post on here and I was talking about Kanye's Graduation Album and 50 cents.. man I don't even remember any of his albums past Get Rich or Do Tryin. I also noticed that I was a little more fluent in bible verses and really was doing research on certain verses. It's inspired me to come back to this and just write. Write whatever. Just for myself. Lately, I've been writing for an audience. Knowing I had an audience to write to. So I wanted to make every caption or post something to think about. I wouldn't settle for a normal caption. I've been getting back to why I started doing this thing. With writing. With photography. Back to the heart of it. So here's to finishing 2015 strong. - God is Love </span>?onnelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17381264975648472236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531304664207771016.post-43453907394328661712015-10-29T05:31:00.003-07:002015-10-29T05:31:40.728-07:00<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">We're all weird. Everyone is weird. We might be normal to someone else but weird to another. Does that make the both of you weird or normal? I don't know. </span><br />
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?onnelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17381264975648472236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531304664207771016.post-89104206590438325972015-10-29T05:27:00.002-07:002015-10-29T05:27:56.886-07:00The Difference<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">We've all heard the phrase "opposites attract". I never thought so much about it but all I figured in my mind is that it makes sense. Opposites attract, identical people also attract each other. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Every one has their "ideal" person they'd like to be with when asked what kind of person they're attracted to. It's realistic to think we're not all going to find a person with every single trait we ask for in a significant other. Most of us accept that. Somewhere during the relationship the differences we have with that person can either make it, or break it. Even though we're accepting of the fact that that person differs from us in certain aspects, it doesn't mean when things get sour that they need to be "fixed". That's when we get conversations like "You need to be more like this.." and "Why can't you be like.." or "You need to learn to be.." etc. That's when we get annoyed and think that if he/she was more or less like this and that, that everything would be better. The problem isn't in the differences, it's actually in the thought that we want them to be more like ourselves. </span><br />
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?onnelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17381264975648472236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531304664207771016.post-77506533836380423282015-10-29T05:25:00.000-07:002015-10-29T05:25:39.237-07:00New Age <span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">The generation that I come from is interesting. I was at a conscious enough age when I was younger to know what the world was like before the internet. I grew up with the generations that have only known of a world with the internet. I had classes in elementary school that taught us how to use the internet, how to set up an email, how to use powerpoint etc. Today, those skills are almost second nature. I remember I laughed when my aunt wanted to sign into her email account and typed in the browser.. www.pamelabrowne@hotmail.com. I've never been amazingly tech savvy. I was never into gadgets or technology. I didn't even own an iphone until about last year. I owned a prepaid phone from 7-eleven. The most technologically advanced thing I had were my macbooks. I have two. But now every kid is getting a macbook. It's not just for the creatives anymore. You see kids in strollers with their moms with an ipad or some touchscreen device playing angry birds or watching a movie. Downloading apps on their own, taking photographs all these things that still kind of amazes me. I'm actually still amazed about how a telephone works. haha.</span><br />
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?onnelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17381264975648472236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531304664207771016.post-36715119349988680112015-04-06T23:35:00.005-07:002015-04-06T23:35:57.924-07:00<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">What is Love without Trust - God is Love </span>?onnelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17381264975648472236noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531304664207771016.post-49138713141941803282014-02-12T22:56:00.001-08:002014-02-12T22:56:56.040-08:00Attract Your Opposite <br />
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">I see all these couples that match in style and are always matching this and that. His and her this and that. It looks cool on Instagram. haha. I used to be in a relationship like that. I used to see other couples and other individuals that don't physically match at all with their significant other. I'd think to myself, what does she see in him? Or, how did he score her? (because it's usually the girl who is stylish and the dude is normal) </span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Today Im 24. I'm excited. I enjoy aging and "getting old". We can all agree that "time waits on no man". I think it's one of our responsibilities as people to grow. It just naturally happens. Some people don't want to "grow up". They don't think about kids, marriage or not having the life they have now or be able to do the things we're doing currently when we're 30. The thing is, how much of what you're doing now is going to matter to you when you're 30, 35, 40 years old. What's important in your life now, your wants and needs will change as life goes on. There will be new things, new people that will be bringing us joy. Sure we'll miss the "good old days" but we can't progress if we're always looking back on those memories instead of making new ones. When we're on our last breathe and our life flashes before our eyes.. I hope that it is filled with 70, 80, 90, or 100 years worth of lifelong happiness. Remember, age is just a reminder of how long it's been, not how long we have left. Whatever age you are, keep making those memories. I hope you all are happy, because we ain't getting any younger. I'm happy with that. - God is Love </span></div>
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