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Name: Lydia
Country: United States
State: California
Birthday: 9/26/1982
Gender: Female
Interests: nature, hip hop, God, church, ministry, youth, korean cooking, well, cooking in general, grocery shopping, well, shopping in general, fashion, Bible, counseling, praying, talking to people, music, friends, artsy fart stuff, makeup, laughter, tears, moments, memories.
Expertise: extracurricular activities
Occupation: Grad Student. Youth Pastor
Industry: Ministry
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Member Since:
12/13/2002
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| I'm loving this Obama thing. Because everyone's been waiting, for something. But don't put all your hopes on him. some say watch your wallets. makes sense. the reality of reallocating all that money and making the things he talked about happen... hm. okay. i'm a doubtful hopeful kinda person. I wanted to play it safe with Hilary, but I'm happy with Obama's "movement" if we may say.
It's making me miss the whole campaign thing. It's weird, I mean, I was fundraising, but it's just selling ideas. anyways, my old co-worker, Tomer, is in Washington DC now. A part of me is jealous, a part of relieved to not all up in the drama.
naw~ I'm glad i'm done with all that craziness. I love doing ministry. It's freakin hard. It gets as hard as any other job with stress. I mean, it's working with TEENAGERS. Teachers and mothers you feel me?!!??!
I LOVE the to death. every single one. even the rude ones, the quirky ones, the quiet ones, scary ones, mean ones.
I was telling my mother how relieved I was to not be feeling like this wasn't a good decision. I mean, I know it wasn't a decision, it was a calling, but you know, there's alotta doubt involved with all this. After a year and half, I feel really good. Been through alot already but will continue to do so. I'm looking forward to crazy changes. good ones :)
btw. You know that Apologize song. Have you heard the original version? it's a REALLY sad song! Listen to the CHORUS... so freaky............
I'm holding on your rope,
Got me ten feet off the ground
I'm hearin what you say but I just can't make a sound
You tell me that you need me
Then you go and cut me down, but wait
You tell me that you're sorry
Didn't think I'd turn around, and say...
It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late
I'd take another chance, take a fall
Take a shot for you
And I need you like a heart needs a beat
But it's nothin new - yeah yeah
I loved you with a fire red-
Now it's turning blue, and you say...
"Sorry" like the angel heaven let me think was you
But I'm afraid...
It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late
I'm holdin on your rope, got me ten feet off the ground...
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Phenomenal Woman
by Maya Angelou
"Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me." | | |
| After A While
by Veronica A. Shoffstall
After a while you learn
the subtle difference between
holding a hand and chaining a
soul
and you learn
that love doesn't mean leaning
and company doesn't always mean
security.
And you begin to learn
that kisses aren't contracts
and presents aren't promises
and you begin to accept your
defeats
with your head up and your eyes
ahead
with the grace of woman, not the
grief of a child
and you learn
to build all your roads on today
because tomorrow's ground is
too uncertain for plans
and futures have a way of falling
down
in mid-flight.
After a while you learn
that even sunshine burns
if you get too much
so you plant your own garden
and decorate your own soul
instead of waiting for someone
to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can
endure
you really are strong
you really do have worth
and you learn
and you learn
with every goodbye, you learn... | | |
| ... .even more better. ...
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| oh just another TuesdayYesterday I finished the pcusa grant essay. Whew. I finished it. Such a load off.
I mean, honestly, now, "What do you believe God is calling you to do in ministry?"
How the heck do you put that into words, 1000 words at least?!?
but somehow I did! (it was for a scholarship!)
I dropped it off early morning (like 8:30) and started my day.
my friend was moving out of San Francisco today. It's a bit nostalgic cause he helped me move out of San Francisco as well. Having finished pharm school, now he's going down to LA for a real job. I brought over pizza and coke and joined them in the moving. Lots of stuff!! I ALSO got lots of stuff for free from them! it was awesome!
  
annie is so cute!
OH YEs. the free stuff I got.
a small ironing board. surprisingly I don't have one
a fan. it's summer. it gets hot.
but in case it gets cold, I got a heater too. Just kiddin it's not a heater, just a toaster oven.
 
and!! A bbq!! woot woot! now I can use my balcony for something!! but dude, that looks HELLA ghetto. lol
oh and you totally can't see this too well but, this is a painting that Tk did that was hanging on his wall and I always said that I would buy it off of him. and he was like, hm... really, how much,but turns out, he was playing me this whole time and was gonna give it to me when he left! or so he says. but that's a pretty smart thing to say
I always liked it because it reminded me of Holy Spirit. Moving and colorful, soothing and eventful.
and then I went off to the Holiday Inn on Van Ness to meet up with my friend Jami
sorry it's sideways, but that's my barbie doll: Delta Flight Attendant.
comes with cute uniforms with a red scarf!!
This is the view from her hotel. This girl is spoiled to death with beautiful scenery and views. 
We got on the cable cars. ya know, I have actually never done that while I lived in SF. I've only done it when I visited SF years ago. hehe. cable cars are so fun!
Hanging out with Jami was such a trip. Cause it's so weird how fast things change. Her and her co-worker both started this month, fresh new flight attendants. They couldn't STOP talking about flying. It reminded me of when I joined the campaign. In fact, the Holiday Inn that Jami was staying at was on the same block as my old work. The campaign office could be seen by looking out the window, right across from the pool. So weird how I"m in SUCH DIFFERENT PERSPECTIVE than I was 2 years ago. TWO years ago, I had moved to SF and pretty much lived and breathed that little office space with broken blinds! SO WEIRD!! Two years ago I had just met TK who showed me around the city, and now I'm seeing him off to LA, where I had moved from.
anyways, after long eventful and emotional day 
I came home and put up the painting that TK gave me, on the left there.
and then I realized the three painting on the right are Jami's!
ignore the Hello Kitty candy canes from Christmas.
hehe.
I just thought that was cute how it ended up like that at the end of the day.
anywyas, TK and Jami are just proof, that Lydia actually has friends. hehe.
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