Good Day #71349

Today was quite an eventful day. After I was done with classes for the day, I played some tennis with a dear friend for an hour which somehow seemed like ten hours. It had been eons since I last played tennis, so it didn't take me too much effort to have way more hits off-court than in-court -both figuratively and literally speaking. My arms and legs ache as I type this. Woe is my under-exercised self. I hope to be able to play more of this in the coming weeks, although the looming issue of snow could pose a bit of a problem.

Post-tennis session, we went home and got prepared for the rest of the night's events: Diwali/Mooncake Festival and a musical performance by the Turtle Island String Quartet. The food was exquisite, the music was spectacular and the company was delightful. Praise God for His everlasting goodness.

And now, I shall embrace the weekend! May my level-o'-productivity increase by about 23.85%.

"He is no fool, who gives up what he cannot keep to gain what he cannot lose!" -Jim Elliott


Early to Bed, Early to Rise

Fall break came and left. I spent a huge chunk of it sleeping in, doing homework, cooking, doing more homework and listening to boy bands from the 90's.

I am proud to say that I have been going to bed before midnight since the semester began -except for the unusual one or two precious nights that I stay up to chat with people from halfway around the world. But since my loyal friend by the name of Stress decided to drop by today, I think sticking to the habit of sleeping early is going to be a wee bit challenging. Aiyaya.

Signing out...fourteen minutes past my bedtime.


A Popcornful of Joy

Today was a marvelous day. I jumped out of bed in the morning; very much excited to head to the Farmer's Market since it was going to be the last one for the year. Once my friend and I got there, we set out on executing our mission...while being distracted by the banana bread and a massive bag of popcorn we decided to buy along the way. The highlight of my morning, aside from accomplishing our tiny mission, was the conversation I had with a friend we bumped into at the Market. Words to remember: "Go for it. We all die in the end." Highly encouraging, I tell you! (No, really. Pardon my being sarcastic about being sarcastic.)

Afternoon came and we walked back home in the most beautiful weather. I munched on popcorn some more and worked on getting some things on my to-do list cancelled, like doing laundry, and reading, and uh, eating more popcorn. Oy.

Fast-forward to the evening and I was in church having quite a blast. It was the annual Harvest Fall Festival and the dessert entrees for the Dessert Competition just about made my night. What had really made my night was square dancing in a dress which flowed to the ground and in the company of great friends. A non-Justine experience, I must say. But a fantastic one. God is good.