Day 23: How to be a Basic Girl in Fall

oh hey. the title is basically me. here’s your step by step guide to becoming a basic autumn girl. you’re welcome.

Step One:

Get a chunky sweater. Charlotte Russe has some pretty cute ones, and so does Urban Outfitters :3

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You better fake your feelings (and taste buds) and drink that Pumpkin Spice Latte. I don’t care how gross it is, you gotta drink it u.u

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Step Three:

Pumpkin/Cider/Fall flavored/scented everything. That includes candles, soaps, shampoo… hand sanitizer…pumpkin spice for food…canned pumpkin for the vegan pumpkin bread…

Step Four:

Buy a cute mug for those future aesthetic pictures for Instagram. Actually wait no, buy three.

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Step Five: Long fuzzy socks <3 okay, I will admit it I cannot wait for Christmas (hence the Christmas-themed socks)

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Step Six: If you don’t have fall foliage, buy it. (hint: Michaels) No one will ever know ;D

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ahah, you guys, don’t take any of this seriously. please. if I left anything out, feel free to add on in the comments below :D I love reading your feedback!

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Day 22: What if?

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What if our eyes saw souls instead of bodies? How different would our perception of beauty be?

What if all our dreams came true?

What if there was no hate, and everyone loved each other without focusing on their negative points?

What if you and your best friend never met? (*cough* I’d be dead…)

Also, thank goodness for Steve Jobs.

What if an asteroid really did hit Earth and killed the dinosaurs…what if it was a UFO and we’re the aliens @_@

What if we never made mistakes?

What if we could say things that fit each situation perfectly, every single time? (this would help me so much…I’m an awkward potato :/ )

What if there was no depression?

What if everyone’s sole purpose in life was to bring joy to others? Imagine how lovely that would be :33

What if we stopped saying “what if” and started saying “Let’s”?

— something to think about.

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btw, what are your what if’s?

 

 

 

Day 12: 3 Healthy Habits

  1. Drink water. Lots of water. Start your day with a big cup of water and continue drinking H20 throughout the day. It has helped to clear my skin soo much and helps me study better! it’s that simple guys. don’t be lazy. Image result for tumblr pic of cup of water*hint – don’t actually drink the flowers…it’s just for aestheticity u_u
  2. Spend time outdoors as much as you can – fresh air can help clear your mind and refresh you!Image result for tumblr pic of outdoors
  3. Smile.

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Day 9: 10 Favorite Foods

  1.   Ramen – my favorite comfort food.tumblr.ramen
  2. Mac n’ Cheese – as unhealthy as it is, I love it :P cheesy
  3. Lasagna =3
  4. Burritos gahh #chipotle because yes I’m that basic xD
  5. Mangoesss – my comfort fruit. also basically all tropical fruit, like pineapples.pineapples.tumblr
  6. Pasta – pappardelle, gnocchi, ravioli – you name it, I’ll eat it.
  7. Kimbap :D (Korean sushi) kimbap
  8. Popsicles on a hot summer day <3 popsicles.
  9. Watermelon
  10. Pizza, duh u.u  you knew that was comingpizza

 

Day 6: 6 Current Goals

  1. That others would see Him in me.
  2. Start journaling more
  3. Be a blessing to those around me.
  4. Run at least 3 times every week and enter a 10k. Who knows, maybe I’ll run a marathon someday?
  5. Study harder and graduate.
  6. Reach out to you guys more :)

 

Day 4: My Favorite Childhood Book

….I’m sure you know why.

I mean, look at that. What could be more exciting to my five year old mind than a line of delicious looking food?

Even better, the caterpillar gets to eat all of it (ignore the part about his tummy ache) and morphs into a gorgeous butterfly at the end.

Why can’t that happen to us? T_T

Day 3: What Makes Me Happy

  1. Clear umbrellas
  2. Playing in the rain
  3. Walking in nature
  4. Running – at least afterwards >.>
  5. Baby animalssss – bunnies, corgis, puppies, kittens
  6. Making other people happy
  7. Blogging :D
  8. Watching sunsets with friends at the beach
  9. Perfectly sharpened colored pencils
  10. Taking pictures
  11. Looking at the stars
  12. Being outside in nature :)
  13. Aeropostale’s feed =3
  14. The idea of getting lost in a misty forest
  15. Whipped cream in a frappe
  16. Seeing other people smile
  17. Loving God <3

Hopefully I didn’t seem like a creep…

It was VBS, and an average of 70 happy, excited kids filled the church every day. It was Tuesday, and I scanned my assigned kids, aged 5-9, with the practiced eye of a VBS veteran (jk not really). A petite girl with flyaway blond hair sitting all by herself caught my eye. Bending down so we were eye level, I smiled at her, thinking to win her over in a few seconds.

“Hi! What’s your name?” I asked enthusiastically tuning into the voice that was only for winning over little kids.

She looked coldly at me. “Maggie,” she said in a flat voice.

A little taken aback, I managed to ask her, “Are you ready for another great day of VBS?”

Her big brown eyes stared back at me, and she shook her head decisively.

“Uh…well….okay. Hey, we’re going to have fun, okay?”

Maggie set her little mouth in a straight line, and I shrugged and turned my attention to separating two of my kids who were playfully tackling each other. But I now had a goal for this week: win Maggie over and help her to have the best week of VBS ever.

She was peculiar, and very different from the other kids in my group. The five year old didn’t seek out my attention and kept to herself, never begging to hold hands or sit in my lap. Whenever I or the other VBS youth leaders tried to talk to her, her responses were witty and very smart for her age.

She was obedient, but her walls were up. It was my job to gently break them down with kindness. As the week went by, I did my best to smile at her whenever I had the chance, include her in any games we played, and stand next to her during praise time.

Hopefully, I didn’t seem like a creep.

Maggie began to thaw, slowly but surely. My smiles encouraged such beautiful smiles from her that made her eyes shine, and she began to talk more freely with me. And finally, the day came when the little girl was sitting happily in my lap, joyfully singing along and clapping to our theme song.

What did I learn from Maggie? Be patient with people. They’re different from you, and you can’t expect them to understand or react to things the same way that you do.We are all God’s handiwork, and we should treat everyone with love.

Gently thaw them with kindness and love, and you may be surprised with the results :)

Summer Adventuring – Mermaids

The beach is especially packed during the summer days, but I managed to find a beautiful cove that wasn’t too crowded about a couple weekends ago.

Enjoy the photos of my inner mermaid spirit :)

Ft. my favorite backpack ever from Twig and Arrow and my messy hair u.u

PC: my amazing photographer (aka my sister) and my photographer in training (aka my dad)

I give you an A for effort, Dad u_u

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The more I look at this picture, the more I realize how tiny I am xD

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I’ve grown up 10 minutes from the beach, and I know that I must have saltwater in my veins <3

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Keep scrolling, I know you can make it u.u

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Probably my favorite one <3

~ I must be a mermaid – I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living.

Make every day an adventure (:

Summer Goals

So um yeah. I have been embracing the summer like never before and taking advantage of the increased hours of sleep! Goodbye stressful finals muahaha! My condolences to all of you who are doing summer school…including myself.

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Summer Goals 2016:

  • Study the Bible more
  • Spend more time with my family
  • Go running at least 3 times a week
  • Train for my hoped-for 10K
  • Lighten my hair (naturally)
  • Get tanner u_u way tanner.
  • Improve my musical skills
  • Eat healthier
  • Drink more smoothies
  • Take surfing lessons again
  • Go on a road trip with friends
  • Pursue my love for photography
  • Go to the beach more often <3
  • Try something new
  • Eat something new
  • Go canoeing and tip the canoe over
  • Be more active on WordPress :D
  • Buy new strings for my violin u.u
  • Eat more acai bowls

to be continued…

 

The Huntington Library

A few days ago I visited the Huntington Library in LA! It is largely famous, not only for its books but also for its gorgeous botanical garden. Yup, we are continuing the LA theme from The Broad Museum :) If you haven’t read it yet, you can click on the link right here: The Broad Museum. Enjoy the pictures I got with my trusty Nikon! Also, I tried a new photo formatting – do you like it?

 

 

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Lush bamboo grove at the Chinese Garden

 

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Chinese Garden (again)

btw, the Chinese Garden had a bunch of places with food…that might be the reason why I was there for quite a long time u_u

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Look closely at what this person put as their dream job in the 1910s :)

I hope you liked this post, and I definitely recommend going to the Huntington Library whenever you’re in LA! They have a variety of gardens and exhibits that could take all day to enjoy. It’s a great place to get away from the city and yet be in the city at the same time lol..It’s also a really good way to get exercise *cough* I walked about 5 miles in a few hours. If you go to the H, tag your post with #AtTheH so I can see them! Love you all~

 

That Girl Over There

The Window in the Lighthouse

   She was trapped. Trapped inside the tall brick lighthouse that stood, all alone, on the tiny island. She couldn’t remember how she got here, only a vague memory feeling pressure on her head and then blacking out while walking home from her mannerism classes. When she woke up, she had found herself lying on the cold wooden floor in the ancient lighthouse. Gingerly, the young girl named Willow now sat up, rubbing her temples.  “Hello?” She quavered, glancing nervously into the mysterious shadows. Her large brown eyes searched the room, noting the cobwebs in the corners, the dusty shelves, and the faded wallpaper. Obviously, someone hasn’t lived here for awhile. 

 Willow frowned. 

That didn’t make sense – didn’t the lighthouse keeper usually live in the lighthouse? She decided to explore her surroundings a bit more throughly. Carefully, she got to her feet and brushed off her full skirts. Her silk shoes slid across the floor, barely making a sound. She slipped off her expensive gloves and tucked them into the pocket of her petticoat. Suddenly, a floorboard creaked above her, and she whirled around nervously.

 “Who’s there?” 

She heard nothing. Then her eyes fell on an iron-hinged door that looked like it hadn’t been opened in ages. Eagerly, Willow headed towards it. Maybe once she was outside, she would recognize her surroundings and know how to get home. Creak. Creak. Willow twisted the doorknob this way and that, but her efforts were fruitless. The door refused to budge. A feeling of helpless overwhelmed her and a tear threatened to spill onto her cheeks. Groaning, Willow sank down onto the floor and leaned her head against the wall. 

And that’s when she saw the window. 


 “I wonder if I can break the window open and climb out that way,” she thought aloud. Making up her mind, she ran to the window and peered out. What she saw shocked her. 

Normal people like her were walking around outside, admiring the sea, pointing and clicking small black rectangles over and over again. Willow’s eyes got bigger when she saw how they were dressed. The women were wearing tight pants and tips instead of the proper, full dresses that every woman should wear. Some men were even wearing shorts! @_@ Frantically, Willow’s eyes roved over the scene. Strange contraptions with wheels lined the sidewalk and people were actually using them as a mode of transportation! Her hand flew to her mouth. 

 “It couldn’t…it can’t be,” she whispered. 

Had she traveled into the future somehow? How was that even possible? Her mind was racing around in a whirlwind when all of a sudden she heard a voice behind her: 

“What are you doing here?”

Thanks for reading this freewrite :) Yes, I know, I have been obsessed with freewrites lately. #sorrynotsorry I thought of this story after I took the above picture of a window in a lighthouse that is now a tourist attraction in California~ I hope you enjoyed it, and please let me know if you do by liking this post ^_^ 

The Golden Frame

  

     The frame glinted in the dim light of the twinkling stars and of the beaming moon overhead. Adriana drew closer to the intriguing work of art, entranced. For all of her 14 years she had wondered about this stunningly beautiful frame with no picture inside. It had been in her family for – how long, no one could remember. The strange thing was, it was obviously cherished and honored greatly, but no one in her family could explain to her why. Or rather, they wouldn’t explain to her why. The young girl was never allowed to touch the frame; she was forbidden from feeling the coolness of the intricately curved metal. Whenever she asked why, they told her, “It’s not your time to know, Adriana.”

   Well.

That didn’t sit well with the curious and strong-willed girl. She felt as if she was meant for the frame. Whenever her longing gaze caught on the shimmering rectangle, she could almost feel it speak to her. Tonight, Adriana would find out what secrets lay in the golden frame, hanging in the parlor of their house. Her pale pink nightgown floated around her as she ran noiselessly down the stairs and through the grand double doors of the parlor.

There it was.

Catching her breath, the girl slid to a stop in front of the frame. The loops and swirls of the delicate edges beckoned her enticingly.

“I’m here,” she whispered. Somewhere deep inside her, she felt an answer.

   I know. Are you ready, Adriana?

  Taking a deep breath, Adriana brushed back her golden hair and slowly reached out her shaking hand… The tips of her fingers touched the corner of the frame.

  She felt the presence of the twinkling stars outside swirling around her for one split-second. The frame seemed to envelop her, and she felt herself being lifted off the floor.

And then she was gone.

That Girl Over There

*comment below if you’d like this story to continue!

The Old Choir Room

 

It’s just a room. In fact, it’s a choir room, tucked away in the farthest corner of the old church at the intersection. In this room are empty black chairs, arranged in a semi circle, with empty black music stands in front of them. The air is usually heavy with dusty silence.

It’s just an old choir room. It has been almost completely forgotten, if it were not for what happens once every week.

Once a week, the old choir room comes alive. 15 young people, none alike, fill this room each week. They bring with them black cases of all sorts of sizes: big, small, medium. In those black cases lies power, the power that revives the old choir room and brings it to life again.

Every week, the empty black chairs are filled with young people.

The music stands are crowded with sheet music.

And best of all, the air is no longer silent for the next one and a half hours.

Instead, it is filled with the sounds of string instruments, of the sounds of young people playing their heart out. Each of them is so different and unique, but they all share a common bond: their passionate love for music. Why they chose such a dusty, forgotten choir room to practice in is an intriguing question, perhaps one that we will never know the answer to. They could easily have chosen some other room – one that is more convenient to practice in and isn’t so old. But all we know is that, once a week, the old choir room comes alive with MUSIC.

And the legend of the old choir room lives on.

 

That Girl Over There