The Pokes of Funny Bone

Hey

i'm doing pretty alright

i'm hanging around on my studies. Making sure i'm on my work.

College life has really taken it's toll on me. Studies.

There is so much to do yet so little time. No time for myself.

My relationship with God has been quite good.

i'm keeping myself to remember as much scripture as i can.

(at least 2-3 verses each 2-3 days)

i'm trying to read several books in the bible in a day.

My thoughts.

i wish i could have more.

more goodness in my life.

i guess that i just miss people back home.

i realize that i do not make friends but people introduce me.

i'm good with names and faces but not a good conversationalist.

i'm either too serious or too funny.

emo.

what do i have to offer in this world?

love?

i want to do so much

but people do not receive it

?

i have one say

God loves you

=)

Focus,

The Zars in One Life.

September. The autumn leafs are falling around oneself. Some bright. Some dark. Some mixture in color. One has feel to oneself the lost in fall year because winter is near to come. Everyday goes by like a swift sunny beam. My eye's shaded by swoosh one has on his face. Winter calls near how gloomy the days goes by now.

The wonderland one used to dream about has become vapor to vapor. Nothing. Unreal one has become. The sleep one has not be deep rest. The bed a raging wave. Toss and Turn. The eye does not shut because eye's worry to much. Staring at the ceiling wanting this month to disappear. A dreadful wake to unfruitful beginnings. The showers for one use love has shattered in ten minute sprinkle.

Meals that come so fast are wish to stay to have more. The every hour that ticks closer to minute of lecture just bring an undesired to know. Blue one sees every fifteen minutes. Bus arrive at the destinate point. Faces. Faces. Faces. Painted in mix emotion. The happy. The sad. The blur. Swing left and right the ride goes right and left. How one's wish this day, this semester, would be any happier.

Every lecture one's goes is all do this and that. The joy has cut loose. Only more slavery to books and reports and tests has one seen with one's two eyes. Dreadful. Dreadful. Dreadful. The joy has lost it's way. Not know how to return to one's heart. Every power within one has been used up to put a smile on one's face for each person pass by.

The hours and time put in to class has not paid off it's due. The mind has gone weary because fun has not arrive. How one wish for hugs and kiss of a close one. Wish for beautiful yellow hair person to notice one interest. Only time is what the opposite gender want. One wish for so much to want to have. Yet one must uphold temptations.

One cannot take this no more. One wants school to be over and done with. How sad. How sad. One has become. The care in one's heart has vaporize. One has become nothing to know one. The name of one has no more known. Only sadness remains. One with to be more...Love is desire one wants.

One only knows one thing. Only one thing. That God love one. Tears one cry each day. Tears.

Not Myself.

Hey world,

Sorry, for i have not kept my promise in starting to blog in September. I have been very busy of late since i got back here in States.

I have a crazy class schedule that is very hard to keep up. My advice is to not take philosophy, theology and biology in one semester. It is a real head banger. The amount of books that i have to read is insane.

Side note, my philosophy class is kinda cool. Get to watch matrix. Apparently, there is some philosophy behind the action and drama.

Other than academics, i guess i have been pretty alright. Nothing much to share about except studies.

I just want you guys to pray for me this semester. I have a lot in my hands and i do not know whether i can handle it. Pray that i have total focus on my studies that i would be diligent and discipline in reading the material and doing the work.

Pray also for my walk with God. I feel very down for not doing it as how i do it last time. I'm just doing 10 minutes with Him and not giving God, His right to minister to me. Pray for me.

I think i would try to blog every week. and If i have time every day. but till then nighty night.

hiaz,