Saturday, January 27

gosh darnit

Well, it seems like I'm not going to be having feast at any home this year, which is...depressing.
I should have planned better
I should have remembered that the feast was sometime before Feb 18th
But I didn't...and now I suffer for it.
Oh well, maybe I'll be able to find some days where I can get my personal feasting time...but it just won't be the same.

Thinking about it made me depressed.
I need a hug.

Tuesday, January 23

It is finished

Isn't that feeling you get when you feel like you've accomplished something, simply wonderful?
I'm proud to say I finally finished a piece of art that I started almost 2 years ago.
I have no idea why it took me this long to complete it, only that I went through many stages of those 2 years where I had no inspiration at all to draw.
But now that I've completed this drawing I feel really good, and actually am hoping to get back into drawing and art more.
See, the thing about me with art, is that the pictures I draw have to inspire me to draw them. They have to have some kind of element in them that just catches my eyes, whether its the pose, the person, or the shadows, it has to capture my attention and keep me enthralled the whole time I'm drawing it.
If it doesn't inspire me, then I simply won't draw it.
Sure, tons of people say I should be an artist for WS, but honestly, I couldn't take that kind of pressure and force myself to draw like that. I draw for fun, I draw when inspired, I don't draw because someone tells me to, when that happens I usually lose all inspiration for a while and its tough for me to get back into the groove, unless of course they have a really good photo which they want me to draw.
Thus said, here is the drawing.

Tuesday, January 16

You're so vain...

So I've been busy of late...busy doing almost next to nothing. Heh, ahhh the wonderful feeling of relaxation, which is swiftly ending and turning into the strain of work again. But I knew it was coming and its not all that bad.
On Friday Mel, Teresa and I decided to put our own busking team together and hit the restaurants downtown and get some personal money for ourselves. We spent roughly around 4 hours practicing and then ran out the door with another amigo Rick which we had dragged along to help us sell cds. For not having practiced so long...and for me not being a super good guitar player, we did quite well for ourselves and had a lot of fun in the process. We met the owner of a hotel, and sang in the restaurant there in the hotel (I completely embarrassed myself when Mel told me to sing a song basically by myself when she and Rick went to the tables to sell cds...it was horrible) But its all good, the owner invited us to sit and chat for a while and taste some shrimp with a cheese sauce that was cooked in wine...it was good, the cheese sauce that is, they served little pieces of bread to dip into the sauce as well, so I didn't have to try to stomach the shrimp. (I really don't like seafood as you can tell.)
Saturday we were going to go out the whole day singing, but then decided to go out to see these parasailers (I think thats what they are called, I'll post pictures of them so if you know better then please correct me) and go horseback riding. It was kewl, took pics and all that good stuff, and we went singing later as well.
Sunday...well we were going to get up early to go singing, we told ourselves we would, we tried to drag ourselves out of bed to catch that morning crowd...but we were just too tired as we had watched a movie the night before, I guess that wasn't such a good idea, but it was fine. So I haven't a clue what we ended up doing that day anyways...
Yesterday was my official WnR, and I spend the whole day doing nothing...well, I was vain for a while and got a girl to take some pics of me, but I won't be posting them as that will just be adding to my vanity. I've been really vain of late though, argg...I must stop it, its getting to be really bad, pretty soon you will see me posing every time a camera is around if I don't stop it now. I think I should just go back to my get-that-camera-away-from-me stage and be happy. Pray for me.
Today I was supposed to go out almost the whole day witnessing, but ended up staying home in the morning doing almost nothing, and then doing lunch dishes and going out to see some land that they were looking at for a new house. I did end up going out witnessing later and didn't do so bad. It was pretty fun, I had a debate with a guy here about how to say 'llama', he says it one way, and I say it the other...I don't know exactly who won in the end...but I will prevail!
Thats all for now folks, I will post pics as soon as the internet desires to start working regularly once again, as it seems to just love to disconnect everytime I try to add pics to this post.

Friday, January 12

vacations

I'm officially starting my 'vacations' today. I'm visiting my family in Morelia for about 3 weeks and then after that I'm off to who knows where for a couple of weeks until the home I'm going to be moving to gets back from having their vacations in Cancun...what bums.
But its all good, my parents are here, Mel is visiting, but she's leaving in a couple of days, and then my bro is also leaving in a couple of days to do a job in the states, but I'll have fun anyways.
My nephews have grown sooo much, they're so adorable. And Ali is so beautiful with her pregnant belly, she's going to have a little girl. Its going to be soooooo cute.
Anyhow I'm starting my lazy day out right, right on the computer, so I'm going now to find some grub to eat.

Monday, January 8

celebs and me

I was browsing my sisters blog when I came across this nifty little celeb lookalike generator. I decided to be a copycat and post my results. I tried out a few different pics to see how many people I did really resemble. Only a few of the celebs showed up a second and third time.

The first pic I tried.



The second



And the third

Tuesday, January 2

Another year with you

Dear My Love,

Here I am, I’ve made it in another year of service for you, I’ve overcome the obstacles and trials and hurdles and I’m still here. Of course, all of that I couldn’t have possibly done without you, My love. For you’ve always been there for me, you’ve lifted me up when I’ve fallen, you’ve encouraged me when I had no hope, you’ve cried with me when I had the need to cry, and you’ve laughed with me when there was joy in my heart.

I know I couldn’t have made it without you there every step of the way. I know that I had trouble making it sometimes and that you had to carry me a lot, but I’m still here, and that’s all that should matter.

You are my only hope, you are my only love, you are the only reason that I’m still here in this family serving you and living for you. I have nothing else that I can say that I’m here for, except you.

I’ve had plenty of opportunity and temptations to leave this family, but I decided to stick it out for a little longer, to give it one more chance, and you have given me many chances and lifted me out of the depths so many times that I cannot repay you at all, except to give my life for you like you have done for me.

I don’t know what this next year brings, I don’t know what I will be doing or where I’ll be a year from now, but you know, you know the many choices I have to make and the different paths I have to walk down in order to be in your perfect will.

I hope that in a year from now, I will be exactly where you want me to be, I hope that I will be able to make it in another year for you, and that I’ll be writing you another letter like this to you in a year from now. I know I can’t do it on my own, but you have the faith needed for me to make it when I have none, you have the will and desire to keep me going when I can’t possibly go on any longer in my own strength, you can help me to make it in another year of service for you.

I am nothing; I have nothing to offer you except myself, except that I will commit to serving you one day at a time, which is all I have to offer you. So please accept that, accept that I am willing to commit to at least trying this next year to stay in committed service to you. Accept that I want to be willing, I want to be where you want me to be, accept that I may stumble and fall, accept that I might not have the strength to get back up again, accept that I want to be your bride, your humble servant, that I want to be here in a year from now dedicating my life to you once again. Accept all that from your lowly servant and lover, and I know that I will be able to make it with you.

You’re all I have, all that I should be wanting, so make me want you more than anything else this coming year, make me forget about all the worldly temptations of the flesh, make me desire you above all that I might serve you to the full. Make me a better vessel for your service.

Your lowly servant and bride,

Leilani

Sunday, December 31

Christmas gift to My love

Dear My love,

What can I give you this year that I haven’t given you before? For, I have given you everything within me, my heart, my life, my spirit, my very being; all of these things are yours. What do I have left to give you? I’ve dedicated everything I am to you, and I want to serve you with everything within me.

I could say I will give you this year, but that promise could be broken or forgotten. I could say that I will give you my time, but I know I would often forget that I have given you that and will use it to my own pleasure or want. I could give you my love, but you already possess that to the full. I have searched my whole being for something that I can give you, but I haven’t found a thing that hasn’t been given you to already.

So, this may not seem big in comparison to the other gifts that I have given you, but it is given to you from my heart.

I will give you tomorrow; I will dedicate tomorrow to you, and live tomorrow for you and with you, because you live in me. And when tomorrow ends, I will say the same for the next day, and the next, so that way I am not giving you anything that I know I will forget about, and that I’m just giving you one day at a time. That I hope will mean more to you than if I gave you the whole year ahead of time, than if I gave you my whole life over and over again. Just one day at a time I will dedicate my life to you, one little step at a time I will walk with you.

Just promise me that you will help me, that you will hold my hand when I’m too weak to walk, that you will encourage me when I am fallen and discouraged, that you will help me to be everything that I should be, everyday that I’ve committed to you.

Thank you so much for being my awesome lover and friend, my confidant, my king, my father, thank you for being everything to me.

Much love from your lowly servant and lover

Leilani

Wednesday, December 20

Yuletide season...where is your cheer?

What I miss this Christmas.

1. Singing practice for caroling with all the people in the South Houston home

2. Everyones foolishness when we were practicing

3. Caroling

4. The jokes and fun we had while caroling

5. Spiked egg nog

6. The old c'mas movies we would watch, like White Christmas

7. Being with my family and friends

8. Livi's cooking

9. Secret Santa

10. A house with internal heating

I have so many memories with you guys in that home, and I miss you all terribly this Christmas season. I hope you guys have the greatest time, and most wonderful Christmas yet!

This, sadly is the first Christmas I'm spending away from any of my family, and also the first Christmas where I'm not part of any singing/caroling team, so I'm feeling very sad and lonely.
Christmas is supposed to be a happy time, an exciting time, a time where your trying to figure out for the whole season who your Secret Santa might be, and what they got you. A time which you spend with your family and close friends. But sadly it doesn't seem to be any of those things for me this year.
No presents wrapped under the tree with my name scrawled on them, no family or close friends to spend it with that are in the home, no caroling and revelry. But I suppose all things change as we grow older.
All that to say, I miss my family, I miss my friends, and I hope you all have a wonderful Christmas!
As for me, I'm going to get myself a nice bottle of rum, and find a state of complete euphoria to snuggle into this Christmas day.

MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A BOTTLE OF RUM!

P.S.
Here are a few pictures I just came across that might brighten up your Christmas day as well

and here is another pic that I couldn't upload, but I thought was funny, in a weird little way.

Tuesday, November 21

Not so much happening...

Being back in Houston hasn't been so different from when I left, though a lot of people have moved on.
On thursday we went up north to Kevin Tinchers birthday party, it wasn't like a 'party' party, it was just a little get together with the home down here and a few other people as well. It was fun though, we just hung out, ate pizza and talked.
Friday I was going to go out ballooning at Joe's but there was a ton of traffic and the construction was slowing everyone down, and we had left late so I didn't end up going.
Saturday I went out to Joe's and Sunday as well, a lot of the same people still worked there as when I left, and they said they hadn't seen any of us 'bubble girls' in a long time. It was great fun, though I was bored when it slowed down, hopefully this weekend will be better.
Monday was rest day and for the first part of the day I had resigned myself to being bored and doing nothing, as Livi was going out with her sister and everyone else decided they wanted to go up north to play soccer. But then it didn't work out that they could go up north so we all went to the Galleria instead. So I got to go skating, and I saw a bunch of people I knew that still worked there, and just hung out. It was awesome.
Today we went to a play, "A Christmas Carol" it was interesting, I had never seen the movie really so I didn't have anything to judge it by. Just the actor that was playing Ebanezer Scrooge was a black guy, yet when he was 'younger' they were all played by white people. I thought that little bit was interesting. Oh and Ebanezer's 'maid' was actually played by a guy...yeh...weird.
Anyhow, the dishes are calling

Wednesday, November 15

I'm leaving on a jet plane

Today is the day!
Today is the day that I go on a plane!
Today is the day that I go on a plane to the states!
Today is the day that I go on a plane to the states for my visa trip!
Today is the day that I go on a plane to the states for my visa trip and visit my old home!

Yippie!

I know that was just highly annoying, but I just couldn't help myself, because I'm excited about going on a plane. So you will all have to live with it. I love flying, its so fun, and I haven't been in a plane for about 7 years or so, and today, I'm going on one!

This post is incredibly corny, but I just had to do it. I'm just in one of those moods where I'm excited and so I don't really give much thought to what I'm writing so almost everything I write will come out corny, or extremely boring.
But who knows, it could just be the way I am all the time...(pause here to ponder that thought)...umm...yeh, nevermind, I don't think I'm in the mood to make myself feel utterly stupid and corny. So yeh, just delete that thought from your minds.
Love you all! Will be posting about my adventures in the states with ballooning and anything else that happens, and hopefully they won't turn out as corny as this post has.

Monday, November 13

Its going to be their loss...

Have you ever tried booking an airplane ticket online at Continental.com?
Its annoying as hell!
I have been trying for the past couple of hours off and on, and it goes all good and well until you get to purchasing it. Then it comes up with a stupid error saying that the site isn't working and you need to call customer service. And then, to make things even better, the customer service phone number doesn't even work.
I'm annoyed, and am beginning to really dislike Continental. I'm going to try calling again tomorrow, and if it doesn't work, then its their loss, because frankly I'm tired of trying to book a ticket which I need for two days from now, and it not working.
Yes, I know that this post is boring, but I needed to vent my frustrations on something other than my roommates, and since more than half the people that probably visit my blog don't comment, or probably even read my posts anyways, then it shouldn't really matter that this post is boring.
So adios, and good night.

Friday, October 13

Why Me?

I was sitting all happily on my computer, chatting away with a few friends of mine, when Danny (a manager in the home) comes in the room, and graciously informs me that my breakfast day has changed from the usual Sunday, to tomorrow this week, as there's no one else to do it. But since I'm doing it tomorrow I won't have to be doing it on Sunday (what a relief.)
So I'm fine with that, and turn back to resume my chatting, when he tells me that I have to make french toast for breakfast, with orange sauce...
Great, I think, I already really dislike getting up in the morning to make breakfast and I get something hard to do.
I let out a resigned sigh, and he asks if I know how to make orange sauce.
I tell him no, and he then asks if I know how to make lemon sauce and its just like that, just with oranges instead. And once again I let him know that, no, I do not know how to make lemon or orange sauce.
He tells me to ask Kim about it and leaves the room.

So Kim comes in later saying that Danny had asked her to tell me how to make the sauce, and then explains how to make the orange sauce and what to do. I thank her, and she leaves.

11pm comes around and I find and borrow an alarm clock from someone in the home so I can get up on time to make breakfast. I successfully set the alarm clock and hope that I'll be able to get up in the morning, and then I retire.

BRrrrring, rrrring

I slam my hand down on the alarm clock, hoping that that will do the trick in turning it off, it didn't work, the second try did the trick, and I roll over to go back to sleep for a few more minutes.
I wake up 15 minutes later, and look at the clock, seeing that its just 15 after when it was supposed to go off, I stumble out of bed and struggle to get my clothes on, and stumble downstairs to the already lighted kitchen.
My eyes shut automatically when faced with such a bright light, I struggle to open them again, they start hurting so I stand there for a few minutes until I can squint successfully without my eyes giving me pains at such a bright light so early in the morning.
I look at the dining room clock, I have 45 minutes before I have to wake everyone up.
andI start cracking eggs in a bowl and then make some milk for the mixture, put cinnimon in and mix it all up. I get out the pans, and put them on the stove, grab the bread for the french toast, I'm finally just starting to get awake, when suddenly...

I realize the actual time

Its not 6:15 as I had thought it was.
For some reason the clock looked like it said the right time when I got up, but must have been my groggy eyes playing tricks on me.
It was in actuality 3:15 when I stumbled downstairs to make breakfast, and thus was the reason for the light being so terribly bright to my eyes.
With this new revelation, and just checking the clock once more to make sure that my mind isn't playing tricks on me this time, I head back to bed, and reset my clock for 6, and fall blissfully back to sleep.

BANG!

The door bursts open and Kim comes in the room, saying that is 7:15 and asking me if I was going to do reveille and make breakfast.
I'm awake in a second, just realizing that the alarm didn't go off. I explain myself to Kim and she goes off to wake some people up, while I repeat the procedure in getting myself ready for the day, while trying to figure out why the alarm clock decided to fail me this time, when it had worked so wonderfully earlier that morning.
Then once again I'm struck with the factor that I didn't pull the nobby thing on the top up, and thus is the reason it didn't go off.

I stumble downstairs once again, thinking to myself..."Why me? Of all the people it could have happened to....why did it have to happen to me?"

Friday, October 6

Proof of the Pudding

I have decided to approach and discuss a very opinionated topic that most of my friends know about. I do not want people to misunderstand my post, nor do I want them to think that I actually believe in the theory of evolution, I just have proof that some types of evolution do exist. So I will tell you this story, and let you tell me whether it is true or not.

There was once a girl that when she laughed no sound was heard, except for the deep inhalation of breath she took when she ran out of air.

Slowly the inhalation of air that she would take when she was laughing got louder and throatier, then as time went on, it started sounding different almost every time she laughed.

She did not do it on purpose, for many people would laugh and make fun of her when she laughed that way, but she could not help it.

As time went on, she developed what some people would call, a squeak, when she laughed, instead of the previous throaty inhale.

She tried her best not to laugh that way, but it was hard to make it different, and she just couldn’t seem to change it, no matter how embarrassed she felt when people would call her things like, mouse, or a squeaky clutch, or whatever else they could think of that squeaked.

But to her dismay, the harder she tried to stop it, the worse it became, she couldn’t silence it. It was something that just seemed to happen whenever she laughed, and she just couldn’t help herself.

And so ends my story, and thus proves that things can evolve (or devolve if you wish). It is not something that I’m posting for people to base their evolutionary opinions on, for that is something I don’t believe in, but it is something that slowly evolved into what it is now, a uniquely genuine silent laugh with a squeaky finale.

Friday, September 29

Its coming soon!

I saw this in the news of houston, pretty freaky, and yet another sign of the end.

check it out

Thursday, September 28

I survived!

Wow, I finally have something to post about, but sadly I don’t have the pictures yet, soon though, hopefully soon.

Anyways, I just spent the last two days with a bunch of OCs at a little W.I.P. event that they had. I was part of the photographer/gopher/set-up/clean-up crew; it was pretty interesting, as well as fun.

Yesterday we went to the Papalote (it’s a science museum with a bunch of kewl different things) and we spent basically the whole day there, looking and experiencing different kinds of things.

There was this one exhibit where you get to experience what you’d do if you suddenly lost your sight and where you get to see what it feels like for people who could never see, they explain different things to you, then tell you to go into this pitch black room, where there are a series of obstacles you have to go over, under, around, and through, it was pretty interesting, but it was slightly ruined by someone turning on their watch light to see where they were going.

At another exhibit there was this surface that you lay on, and as you’re laying on it, they raise you up with tons of nails, it was very interesting, and though you think its going to hurt tons, you actually didn’t really feel very much of it at all, because your body evens itself out when laying down, so that you won’t have more weight distributed in one area than another.

Then, for the final experience, we watched someone dissect a real heart…

Ok, ok, it wasn’t a real human heart, it was a pig’s heart, but still, it was real. They said that the pigs heart is most like the humans heart overall, and so they use that for dissecting and showing the different chambers and everything, it was really interesting, and surprisingly, I wasn’t that queasy around it at all. After the lady finished dissecting it, she gave everyone permission to touch it if they wanted to, and surprisingly a few of the OC girls did touch it, I on the other hand, as well as the other team leaders were too sicked out to do so.

After that, the lady took out a cow’s eye to dissect as well, it still had some of the eyelashes attached to it, and it looked rather disgusting. I got sicked out when she began to squish the eye between her fingers, I couldn’t handle that, so I left, leaving the braver ones to see the all the little parts and everything that are inside the eye.

There were other things, we did and saw and experienced at the Papalote, but they weren’t as exciting or fun, or I just don’t want to expend my brainpower telling about them all. So that will have to do.

After that, we all headed over to the Corazones home, where they were hosting the W.I.P. event. It was a very nice property and a really nice place, and everyone was super kewl. I got asked about a dozen or more times from different people that lived there ‘if I was the girl that was going to join their home a while back’ and why I didn’t end up coming, and all that jazz. They were super kewl people though, I gotta admit.

Anyhow, they had a special little dinner for all the OCs where they had to dress up nice, then they had a little dance night for them, with games and live music from the resident band there, P.C.F. interesting name that has no meaning, but I won’t get into that, they were a pretty good band, and it really got the OCs out of themselves. Anyhow, after that they all headed to bed, and the staff stayed up for a couple games of volleyball in the freezing weather outside. I didn’t play, but watched and only lasted outside for maybe 20 minutes, at which time I felt like an ice cube and decided to move myself back inside to my nice warm bed, and computer. Needless to say, I ended up getting to sleep before everyone else, but they did wake me up when they came in from jumping in the pool at 1 or 2 am.

The staff had reveille around 7am this morning, but since I’m not a morning person, I dragged myself out of bed a little bit later. It took 2 cups of coffee to finally wake me up, and even then, it was as if my body had all the energy and my brain was still foggy, but I survived.

We had b’fast at 8:30 or so, but I had to get the classroom ready for inspiration and they class they were to have, so I had b’fast after I did that, then cleaned up from b’fast and after that I joined in the inspiration a little bit, but since my brain was still a bit slow, and my body was just getting started, I just ended up sitting down for most of it. Till the class started that is, then I had to start taking the photos, as up until then, someone else was taking them, but then they had to translate for some non English speakers who were attending.

After all of that, everyone had to go get ready for sports, which lasted from 10:30am to about 1 or 1:30, at which time I took a ton of photos of the sports. Though, actually I wasn’t taking photos all the time, as I had a very limited amount of space on the camera, so I did sit down and just watch for a bit. But then, I got taken away to help the lunch crew clean up a bit before lunch and set up the lunch outside, then served the plates for the OCs, and cleaned up afterwards.

Then, after lunch had to clean it all up, and set up the chairs for the W.I.P. presentation, and skits the OCs prepared. The girls skit was very cute, but took a little bit of time to get to the point of witnessing, but the boys one was surprisingly pretty well done, though of course it lacked in certain areas, it was really cute though.

After that was through, they OCs watched ‘The Wild’ and 6 of us staff members took 15 minute shifts keeping an eye on them, then we were free to pack our stuff up, and go swimming or whatever else we wanted to do.

It was long, it was exhausting, but I have to admit it was fun, and it was nice getting out and meeting a few other people that live in the city. And as soon as I get the photos from it, I will post them.

Oh and I had a nice little surprise waiting for me when we got home, apparently they moved the girls room to another room while I was gone. I knew it was going to happen but I just didn't know when, so now I'm in another room, with no bathroom, sniffle sniffle, but I'll live

Wednesday, September 20

furry things

I have come to the conclusion that fluffy dogs scare me
They may look cute and cuddly, but beware of the monster it turns into behind your back

on a side note, haven't been up to much lately
Turned 19 a couple of weeks ago, yippie!
no pics though, cause we didn't do anything for it
so sad, but now I must be on my way

Saturday, September 2

just not cut out for this

I have come to the inevitable conclusion that I'm just not cut out to be a blogger. My life is too boring to keep up with, and whenever I do have something to post, I'm too lazy to do it, or I just don't have time.
I said almost two weeks ago that I would post pics of my trip to Ixtap in a few days, and I didn't, its taken me this long to post them. I'm just horrid it this. But I still try, that counts for something doesn't it?



This is the day after we went to the beach and got all sunburnt














All dressed up for dancing

















Aren't my nephews cute?




















Benji looks just like his dad in this picture, well I think so at least.












Such a happy little family

Thursday, August 24

yippee!

I'm back online!!

But that hasn't been the reason for my silence, just haven't had anything to post, or just too lazy to post anything.
I'll post some pics of my vacation in Ixtapa sometime soon.

Friday, July 7

its the little things...


Sometimes I feel as if there is no point to this life that we live, that there was almost no reason for us being put on this earth besides having tests and trials. It sometimes feels as if we make no difference at all.
I've had a lot of doubts and questions, and they all just surface sometimes, but I know that I should just go to the word for answers.
Don't you feel sometimes that there's no point to it all? That we were just put here to have trials and hardships? That we make almost no difference in the world, or not enough?
Well I was chatting with a friend today, and we were talking about a lot of different things, and he said something that made me really start thinking. He said, sometimes it feels as if we're not making a whole lot of a difference or being able to change the world to where you can actually see the change, but then it came to me.
We might not always see the effects we have on people, we might not even know we effected someone enough to change. Its the little things that really change the world, or one persons life. When you talk to someone, when you witness to them, when you pray with them, you've started a ripple effect, and they in turn have started their own ripple effect on other people. We don't always see the effects of what we do in this life, but we will when we finally get to heaven.
So you can't just think that you make no difference at all, because you do, everytime you talk to someone, remember, your starting a ripple effect.

Wednesday, July 5

change is coming

I've recently been working on a new template for my blog, as this one is getting really boring.
But I've come up with a few problems

1. The template I've found has a few minor problems in the html, which have needed fixing and I've been trying my best to do some patching to it.

2. The template also does not have any links for comments, so I need some help with that, if anyone knows how to do that, please let me know

so let me show you a sneak peak at what it might look like when i get through with it


it will be either like this -->











<--Or like this