The journey's our goal, our path is the point ...

There are two days in every week we should never worry about,
two days that should be kept free from fear and apprehension.

One is yesterday, with its mistakes and cares, its aches and pains, its faults and blunders.
Yesterday has passed forever beyond our control.

All the money in the world cannot bring back yesterday.
We cannot undo a single act we performed, nor erase a single word we've said. Yesterday is gone.

The other day we should not worry about is tomorrow, with its impossible adversaries,
its burden, its hopeful promise and unknown performance.
Tomorrow is beyond our control.

Tomorrow's sun will rise either in splendor or behind a mask of clouds ...
but it will rise ... and until it does.
We have no stake in tomorrow, for it is as yet unborn.

This leaves only one day: TODAY!
Anyone can fight the battles of just one day.
It is only when we add the burdens of yesterday and tomorrow that we break down...

Yes, I will think of it that way...

A mistake will stay a mistake in the past. It cannot be corrected. I will, indeed, trust that Someone to guide me through life, and walk in the way He has arranged for me.

Yes, taking that burden of guilt off now, because I Can do better, and Will! =)

I finally chekced xanga, and decided that plagiarizing from John is easier than writing. So here it is, with a few dehumorizing and a few more personal adjustments:

We are the definition of classy. We are the college intellectuals who escaped from the incredibly hard college entrance exam in China in pursuit of higher knowledge in the US, where it's bigger and less crowded, where the American dream becomes infinitely China-fied. It is we who are superior to those who know not of the real lives and stories of both worlds, sharing life's wisdoms over exquisitely brewed oolong tea and scrumptiously sweetened peach cobbler. We epitomize levels of sophistication far beyond the average, halfwit american teenager who are blissfully engulfed by insufficient clothing and unappetizing food. We are infinitely more complex. After all, our history is 25 times longer. Our ensemble falters not even in the most pleasurable temptations in an Amelikan Kollije. Cute, innocent, yet wise and sophisticated, we are in so many ways better than you.

Aieee Monica's post made me think...

Did I become a bad girl this past year? I did all three things on her list, drinking, dating, and partying, Ouch! It does seem so different from what I've always believed in, so far from something I would do. But I must defend my honor by saying...I took no more than a few sips of drinks and hated it. I still consider myself a prohibitionist and would most definitely follow Frances Willard if I lived in the 1920s, helping to pass the 18th amendment and perhaps join Woman's Christian Temperance Union...you get the point. As for partying, I went to a few at the end of last sememster mainly because the sigmas had been so nice to me and I do feel bad that I can't be a part of their sorority but wanted them to know that I don't have anything against them still friends and for emily she's been so good to me I love her. And finally for dating, well I don't think that should be outlawed =P If the right guy comes go for it. I shall make next year different, however. I know that drinking and partying aren't my thing. I shall go back to being a good girl with Monica. Well maybe parties if they're really good ones where everyone is going and you socialize and have fun (I said good girl, not megagood girl =P), but drinking is Definitely out of the question!

By the way I can't believe more Chinese girls want to look like guys nowadays...