Sunday, May 29, 2011
I've always wondered what it would be like to travel to parallel universes. Universes where the "what if" or "what would have"'s of our reality actually came true in another place at another time. There are just some times when you see the perfect opportunity, the perfect setup, the perfect moment...but at the wrong place, the wrong time. That's happened to me quite a few times already, and I don't think there's anything more frustrating than looking back and realizing that you were 95% of the way there...but didn't quite make it.
I always try to tell myself never to regret the things I've done or haven't done in the past. It is the experiences that make us who we are, not our age, not our mentalities or principles. God made us to be imperfect; the most we can ever hope to do is fumble our way in the dark and hope that we make more rights than we do wrongs.
But...sometimes, when you are so close to the finish line of a race, you just can't let go of that feeling of ALMOST...almost.
Life certainly plays funny tricks with us. I'm starting to learn that it likes to throw a lot of curveballs that sucker-punch me just when I least expect it. The feeling of defeat leaves a sour taste in my mouth, but I think in the long run, it's all meant for my own good. I've just got to learn to stop and accept. It's a lot like surfing, which may have been why I was never too good at it. I have to learn to stop fighting...just let the worries roll over me like the waves of the ocean.
And one thing I do know is that at the end of the day, everyone will be ok.
Sunday, May 1, 2011
post), which gave me an opportunity to try my hand at Chinese-style glutinous sticky rice. I've made it once before during a Thanksgiving potluck in undergraduate school, but I haven't touched it since then, mainly because it is so unhealthy. Sticky rice has a very high Glycemic Index, which means that you won't get full as easily from it as you would from something more fiber-rich (like brown rice). But man, it does taste good!