dominant intelligence

Your Dominant Intelligence is Linguistic Intelligence

You are excellent with words and language. You explain yourself well. An elegant speaker, you can converse well with anyone on the fly. You are also good at remembering information and convicing someone of your point of view. A master of creative phrasing and unique words, you enjoy expanding your vocabulary. You would make a fantastic poet, journalist, writer, teacher, lawyer, politician, or translator.

What Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?

her god

I wrote this poem for a friend who was grieving back in 1998... This piece speaks of God's love and faithfulness, especially during the times when we need Him the most. It is also a reminder for us to tell others about God, for as the Bible says in Romans 10:14-15, "How can they call on the One they have not believed in? And how can they believe in the One whom they have not heard? And how can they hear without someone preaching to them... As it is written, how beautiful are the feet of those who bring Good News!"

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Her God

I heard her friends; they're talking 'bout
A Father who loves her, no doubt
Their God who is the faithful One
And all the good things He has done

They said He has comforted her
Because He is her Peacemaker;
He felt her pain, knew her sorrow
By His grace, she'll face tomorrow

'said He allowed the circumstance
Yet never left, not even once,
But was with her through where she trod
Oh how I wish I'd know her God...

i'm pretty

here's an article i wrote about three years ago, which i dug up from my "baul" ;)

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i'm pretty

The other day, a friend told me that he couldn’t understand why a common friend of ours has such low self-esteem just because nobody’s courting her. I told him I understood her. Naturally, he asked why. At that time, I couldn’t give him an explanation, because I didn’t know either; I just knew I understood. Now I do...

I grew up with other girls -- my sisters and cousins. I know I may sound boastful, but I can say that we have good genes. Now, you just can’t imagine the stress of being compared to pretty girls, and knowing you don’t measure up. Sometimes, it was all right with me, because I have my academics to be proud of. Other times, it wasn’t. You see, I wore glasses when most children my age don’t. I guess you could say that I looked like a nerd then.

Years went by, and my high school days began. Most of my close friends then had suitors -- being among the prettiest in the class. In fact, they were so pretty that they were chosen muses (in class, clubs, during intramurals, etc.) every year! Of course, courtship was a normal happening -- to others maybe, but not to me. I wondered -- I’m relatively intelligent, and nice to most everybody except to the bad boys of the class -- so why don’t I... And it dawned upon me that it was because I was not pretty.

I entered college, and I was overwhelmed with how many Christian guys in UP were. And were they “crush”-able! And like any other girl, I had crushes too -- three major ones at one time, in fact. My looks also improved by then, thanks to modern technology. (No, I didn’t get plastic surgery.) There were times when I looked into the mirror and actually liked what I saw.

But then I discovered that my “lovey-doveys” had fallen for other girls—girls prettier and far more beautiful than me. It was also during that time when I discovered that I wasn’t as intelligent as I thought I was. I wasn’t even as nice. In fact, there were times when I really hated myself. At the worst times, I even asked God to let me die, to take me home -- to heaven -- because I didn’t want to hurt people anymore. And I was very much depressed (the understatement of the year!). I began to ask God if anybody could ever love me.

It was during those times that God told me that in His eyes, I’m beautiful -- when He looks at me, He sees Jesus, and therefore, I look perfect! That’s because once in my life, I invited Jesus to be my Lord and Savior. So now He’s living in my heart. And someday I’ll be just like Him -- very beautiful!

Moreover, He told me I should find my security in Him. He told me that He loves me despite how I look. In fact, because of His great love, He even sent His Son to die for me on the cross, didn’t He? And He will never stop loving me, even if nobody else would. And for me, that’s what really matters... That’s all that really does...

vcd/dvd wish list

a list of vcd/dvd's (preferably original ones) i would like to own:

the incredibles

shrek 2

lord of the rings trilogy extended dvd version

how to lose a guy in 10 days

rush hour 1 & 2

matrix trilogy & animatrix

harry potter 1-3

sister act 1 & 2

finding nemo

a woman's question

this is a nice poem; it expresses quite well a sentiment i have about guys ;)

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A Woman's Question
Lena Lathrop

Do you know you have asked for the costliest thing
Ever made by the Hand above?
A woman's heart, and a woman's life --
And a woman's wonderful love.

Do you know you have asked for this priceless thing
As a child might ask for a toy?
Demanding what others have died to win,
With the reckless dash of a boy.

You have written my lesson of duty out,
Manlike, you have questioned me.
Now stand at the bars of my woman's soul
Until I shall question thee.

You require your mutton shall always be hot,
Your socks and your shirt be whole;
I require your heart be true as God's stars
And as pure as His heaven your soul.
You require a cook for your mutton and beef,
I require a far greater thing;
A seamstress you're wanting for socks and shirts --
I look for a man and king.

A king for the beautiful realm called Home,
And a man that his Maker, God,
Shall look upon as He did on the first
And say: "It is very good."

I am fair and young, but the rose may fade
From this soft young cheek one day;
Will you love me then 'mid the falling leaves,
As you did 'mong the blossoms of May?

Is your heart an ocean so strong and true,
I may launch my all on its tide?
A loving woman finds heaven or hell
On the day she is made a bride.

I require all things that are grand and true,
All things that a man should be;
If you give this all, I would stake my life
To be all you demand of me.

If you can't be this, a laundress and a cook
You can hire and little to pay;
But a woman's heart and a woman's life
Are not to be won that way.