日本人＋アイルランドじん＝Mariko :-)

NEW YORK!

2011-11-02T16:20:00.000-07:00

New York was incredible. Amazing. I am a little ashamed... I took... 4 pictures. I know. As embarrassed as I am, I can honestly say I didn't take a lot of pictures because I was taking everything in. Living in the moment! I guess that's the free spirit side of me ;-).

Rant for a second- in the world of cell phones, digital camera, iPods, etc., I wonder if we can get so wrapped up in capturing events that we may not be experiencing the moment as much as we can. For example- when I saw The Arcade Fire at ACL this year, I was standing next to this guy who was LITERALLY on his phone for the entire concert! He was checking Facebook, playing Words With Friends, and who knows what else. There were a couple of times where he noticed some flashy effect on stage and took a picture. Really? It was an amazing show, and you're playing Words With Friends? Yikes.

Back to New York! I got in late Friday night and hung out with my friend Camille. We explored her neighborhood, East Village, and found a really cute coffee shop.

Saturday was completely devoted to going to The Metropolitan Museum of Art. This was my SIXTH time to go to New York (yes, sixth), and I had still never been to the Met. Ever since I had to read From the Mixed Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler I have wanted to go so bad! It is a HUGE museum, so I had never attempted to tackle it on my other trips because my time was limited.

After getting lost for 2 1/2 hours (long story, but I knew I was lost when I couldn't walk any further because I reached the East River...), I finally made it!

If you have been to the Met, you know about the Egypt exhibit. Amazing! There were a ton of mummies, sarcophagus, canopic jars, Egyptian jewels, and even a 3,000 year old fawn!!

^Creepy, huh?

Another really interesting exhibit was the military exhibit where there were weapons, military uniforms, and armor dating back to the medieval times. I was able to get a shot of the knight display that is also on the cover of From the Mixed Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler!

Not the exact shot, but close enough! :-)

There were TONS of other exhibits, but again, I was just experiencing it without worrying about getting just the right shot with good lighting, focus, etc. Other interesting exhibits included the ones featuring musical instruments, European paintings, contemporary art, the American exhibit, and the various period rooms.

My last stop was the rooftop garden where there was an amazing view of Central Park and the skyline.

Beautiful!

After the museum, I met up with Camille and we ate at a Japanese fusion restaurant where we ended up getting in a conversation with some Sikh guys next to us about gold diggers. One of them had a bad experience with a gold digger in Vegas. Random conversation, but fun.

FINALLY- I have no pictures from this, but I kind of wish I took SOMETHING! I went to The Village Vanguard, a legendary jazz club in New York that is world-famous. I saw Tom Harrel's quintet perform. AMAZING!!!!! Jonathan Blake was on drums, which was mind blowing, and of course Tom Harrell was AWESOME. His compositions were a lot more contemporary/accessible avant-garde that I was expecting. The hostess seating me put me in the very front row since I was by myself!! It is definitely one of the best concerts (if not the best) I have ever been to. I'm so grateful I had an opportunity to see them perform.

All in all, it was a wonderful, action packed trip. Can't wait to go back :-)

I'm back

2011-10-18T15:12:00.000-07:00

I was able to stay away from Facebook for 2 1/2 weeks. Then, in a moment of weakness last night, I caved. Oh well.

Kind of going off of that, I had coffee yesterday with a sweet friend of mine. We talked about how much we need our lives to be more balanced. It got me thinking about an activity one of my music ed professors did in class. We were given different adjectives, such as kind, helpful, honest, dishonest, and creative. We had to take each of the adjectives and write four behaviors that described each adjective. They didn't need to be all encompassing, just specific examples. For example:

Kind
1. Opens the door for an elderly person or person in need of assistance
2. Calls friends and family on a regular basis to keep in touch
3. etc...
4. etc...

You get the idea. Last night it got me thinking; I want my life to have balance, but what does that mean? What are some specific behaviors that describe a person with a balanced life? Here are some I came up with. Keep in mind, these are behaviors that help me feel balanced. I know brushing your teeth twice a day or making your bed may be second nature to most of you ;-)

Balanced life
1. Calls or makes contact with at least one family member or close friend every day
2. Brushes their teeth in the morning and at night
3. Exercises at least three days a week
4. Says at least one kind or encouraging statement to a person every day
5. Makes their bed every morning
6. Prays every morning and night
7. Reads at least one book a month for pleasure
8. Puts dirty dishes in the dishwasher
9. Reads God's Word every day
...

My list has many more behaviors than the ones listed, but I'm sure you don't care to read every single thing I put down. Here's what I decided. Every day I will make an effort to do what I can. I probably won't emit all of those behaviors every day. I think that being conscious of behaviors involved in a balanced life allows us to 1) Give ourselves credit for the things on the list that we're already doing on a fairly consistent basis and 2) Get one step closer to being balanced, even if we just do a couple of things on the list.

Just my thoughts. I'm going to close with a beautiful song I found by a musician and writer named Tyler Blanski. Enjoy!

NEW YORK!!

2011-10-13T08:10:00.001-07:00

I decided I wanted to go somewhere during UT's bye-week next weekend. SO, I went on Orbitz and decided I wanted to go to New York. Their airfare from Austin was RIDICULOUSLY cheap for that weekend (I'm talking under $200 round trip, total), so I just booked the flight.

I'M SO STOKED!

Ok, that is all. More to come!

12:12

2011-10-11T22:39:00.000-07:00

I am writing this post at 12:12 a.m. Do you ever make a wish when the hour and the minutes are the same digits, such as 10:10, 11:11, etc.? I do! Just made one :-)

Anyways, I have some updates. At this point, I will be VERY impressed if any of you can even see this because, as of a week and a half ago, I deactivated my Facebook account. Yep. I did it. Now, for those of you who are a little more Facebook-savvy than you would like to admit, you know that deactivating a Facebook account is not the same thing as deleting a Facebook account.

Deactivating an account means that your profile is removed or hidden. Your account is temporarily gone until you feel like coming back. I think all you have to do is log in whenever you feel like coming back. We'll cross that bridge when I feel like coming back.

"Why do it?!!!" you might ask. In a nutshell, I was spending WAY too much time on there. I'm talking, every time I was at a computer I would check my Facebook before I would even check my e-mail. It is embarrassing to admit, but come on, people! I know I can't be the only person out there who does that!

Anyways, back to why I did it. I did it for a few reasons. First, I wondered what I would do with the extra time I had when I wasn't on Facebook. Also, to be quite honest, I think I was starting to spend more time looking through pictures, posts, etc. of people I hardly knew instead of making a phone call or sending an e-mail to a friend or family member I hadn't talked to in a while. I had a light bulb moment when a few people requested me as a friend, I accepted, then went to my profile and saw that I had almost 1,000 "friends."

Haha. If you saw my crrraaazzzyyy social life you would know that... umm... yeah... if I actually had 1,000 friends I think I would have to employ an army of personal assistants to keep my head above water. I don't think Facebook is bad- in fact, I still get so flattered when someone I haven't heard from in a while requests me to be their friend. It is nice to see what people are up to. I love living vicariously through other people's experiences- backpacking through Europe, buying a new home, being a beautiful bride (ok, come on girls, I know you think it too!)... you get the idea.

It hasn't been long, but it's still a little weird not getting on. Within the first few days of my fast I opened the Facebook app on my iPhone without even thinking about it. Fortunately, the login screen popped up, so I was able to say NO! When I start to get bored, I've thought, "Ok Mari, a week and a half was good for you. Time to go back." Then the little voice in my head tells me not yet.

So here I am. I'm sure you have figured out by now that this is probably the time I would have been on Facebook. Instead I'm finally updating my blog. As tempted as I am to get back on, I'm still curious to see what will end up happening with all the time I've accumulated that would have been spent on Facebook.

Stay tuned, my friends.

P.S. This has nothing to do with this post, but I came across a website for a non-profit called Han-Schneider International Children's Foundation. The founder is a native of North Korea who was adopted by a college professor who was serving in the US Army during the Korean War. He is terminally ill, but started a non-profit that aids North Korean orphanages, as well as orphanages in Cambodia and Tanzania. Just thought it was cool. Bye now :-)

Here I am

2011-08-15T16:19:00.000-07:00

At the beginning of almost every post, I say something along the lines of, "wow, it has been a while." Well, that's what I feel like writing. So yeah... I really wish I could be like, Now is the time I will post an entry EVERY DAY! YEEAAHH!

Let's be real. It is pretty likely that writing in here every day is not going to happen. I just go through spurts where I think about posting something on here, then at the last minute decide not to. I have my reasons. Sometimes I decide it is a little TMI for the world wide web, but most of the time I just forget.

If you are reading this, chances are you saw the link in my Facebook profile. I'm not even sure this will pop up in a search. Meh.

Now that I have the tail-between-my-legs introduction over with, it is time for me to share some things that have popped into my mind recently. I'm going to talk about being thankful. Yeah yeah yeah, I know. So cliché. Just hear me out. You're already here, right?

All of us have heard that phrase, "count your blessings!" many times in our lives. As I was venting to one of my friends about the petty things I tend to get worked up over, something happened. I had this strange, supernatural moment where my mind was overwhelmed with all these wonderful blessings I've been given by grace. It was crazy. Call it the Holy Spirit, someone's prayers being answered, or what- suddenly God reminded me of all these wonderful things on earth He has given out of grace.

Literally, within seconds I felt the petty burdens lift away. Here is what is interesting to me. For those of us who have experienced a huge transformation through Christ, we can pretty much agree that we believe things like family, shelter, food, etc. are things we should be thankful to God for providing for us. Agreed? Ok...

There is a huge debate between whether or not we choose God or God predestines whom He will choose. I am NOT going there (I'm too afraid to mention anything about that on here, ever), but here's what I will say. There was something supernatural about God intervening in my heart. The gritty, messy, moody Mari was getting increasingly worked up the more I complained, but for some reason God decided to stop me and soften my heart. If I am to assume that some unknown amount of goodness inside me existed without the intervention of God, is there really a God? What is the point of God's goodness when it is "inside" us without Him? How much good to we have? What is enough? It really is one or the other, people.

God is good. He is everything good. Only through the Holy Spirit's intervention into my heart am I saved, granted peace, humbled, and given salvation.

"For by grace you have been saved through faith, not of yourselves, it is a gift of God; not of works, lest anyone should boast." -Romans 6:23

Here is another point. That verse I just wrote? I've had that memorized since I was 12 because I had to learn it for Awanas. I chose to memorize that verse. Even though I decided and made the effort to memorize the verse and get a nice shiny pin on my Awanas uniform, that does not mean God says, "Ok! Great job memorizing verses, Mari. I'm throwin' some peace your way." It is quite the opposite. I'm reading the verse I just typed from memory, and I am so ashamed to admit to you that I have felt self-righteous because, hey, I can recite many parts of the Bible from memory. Look how spiritual I am! The mentality I just mentioned is a complete contradiction to the verse itself! See? I'm pretty awful. No goodness in me, even if I tried.

Ok, so now what? Do I just sit back and do whatever I want since it's not up to me? No. Love Jesus and praise Him for giving you everything you have, whether it be emotional, spiritual, or physical blessings. Get to know this God that loves you. Praise Him for giving you the ability to love and to praise. All good is from God.

God has changed me. I really hope He can do the same for you.

Praying for Peace

2010-10-23T18:40:00.000-07:00

I want to post about Japan because it was amazing, but before I do I feel compelled to write about a recent event on the campus of UT-Austin. A student ran around campus with an AK-47 shooting random shots (thankfully without actually shooting anyone), before killing himself on the 6th floor of the Perry Castañeda Library (PCL). As a staffer/student who has pretty much been around UT since 2003 (I feel old), I always wondered at the back of my mind the possibility of a gunman opening fire on campus. With a student population of 50,000, it seemed possible there could be just one that would do something like that.

On the first Wednesday of every month at 11:50 a.m. the school conducts a siren test throughout the whole campus. The sound is so eerie and occasionally creates images of a disgruntled student causing tragedy on campus.

Sadly, on September 28th- a Tuesday, the sirens went off and everyone began receiving text messages alerting them a gunman was on campus and to stay put. After a while, the UT community was told the student had shot himself.

The incident has made me think about society's general perception of mental illnesses and the importance of getting help. I use the word general because I know I'm making a really broad generalization, but in my experience it seems like people associate a stigma with mental illnesses. I'm aware that plenty of pharmaceutical companies are spending millions of dollars trying to get people who may not really have a mental illness to purchase their products. I understand there are people who think taking a "happy pill" will fix their problems. Still, there are people who have a genetic predisposition to mental illness. Sometimes the genes never get expressed, but other times, whether it be environmental factors or whatever else, people suffer.

My heart breaks for this student who resorted to suicide to finish whatever torment he was experiencing. I imagine his friends and family are asking themselves what they could have done to prevent this from happening. I did not know this student, but I really wish that at some point he could have received psychiatric help, some sort of counseling, some sort of comfort that would help him make it another day.

Flakey-Flake Flake

2010-09-27T21:41:00.000-07:00

**This was originally written on September 7th! I just took a while to complete it... go figure...**

I promise I like blogging, I really do! As you have probably noticed, my last post was from seven months ago. Oops. I have been busy with life ;-).

Looking through my journal entries over the past few years, I notice right around New Year's I think back on the year that has just passed and how eventful it has been. Well, I guess I see myself as having a pretty eventful life, because 2010 was exceptionally eventful! Ladies and gentlemen, a brief look at what I have been doing since last March!

1. Emi and I took a FABULOUS trip to New York!

2. I ran my first half-marathon (with Emi as well!)!

3. Sadly, my wonderful Toyota Corolla, Betsy, was totaled in a car accident on March 25th. I sprained my neck and was in a lot of pain for a while, but the silver lining is that I was able to purchase a cute green Nissan Sentra I proudly named Clover.

4. I moved into an awesome apartment right along the Greenbelt. I literally walk outside of my apartment and I can go on a hike!

5. I went skydiving for the first time! Incredible! Anyone who knows me well enough knows I am TERRIFIED of heights so the fact that I jumped out of an airplane at 13,000 ft. and enjoyed it is a miracle :-)

6. I was able to go to Japan to attend my cousin's wedding and see my family! At least one post will be dedicated to that trip. Too much to mention for now!

... I guess I keep asking myself why I keep starting and stopping blogs. I think I have a few reasons:

1. If I don't get some sort of creative writing outlet then I will get depressed thinking that the only writing I really do are e-mails at work all day long.

2. I think the quality of my writing is deteriorating the longer I'm out of practice. When I write in my personal journal it's completely sloppy because I know the content will not be seen by anyone's eyes but mine :-). Writing in a blog will hopefully force me to evaluate my writing.

3. I can entertain people who are bored.

As you can tell, not feeling too insightful tonight. Meh, I guess that's part of the fun. Thanks for reading and I promise there is more to come!

A Hero From Georgia

2010-02-13T18:16:00.000-08:00

I am sure by now everyone has seen and heard the news about the Olympic athlete from Georgia, Nodar Kumaritashvili, who died after crashing his sled during a training run on the luge. I hear about tragic accidents, homicides, etc. every day on the news, but this situation is hitting me so hard, and I can't get over it. I am so overcome with sadness for his country and his family. Imagine training as hard as humanly possible to represent your country in the Olympics! Especially considering he was representing such a small country, he and his family had to be infinitely proud of him. I can't imagine the pride and excitement that a person feels when they get to compete in the Olympics.

While I am overcome with grief for Kumaritashvili's family, I can not help but feel a bit disgusted by the media's response to this tragedy. When I decided to write about this, I was unable to spell Nodar's name off the top of my head (if you can then I'm very impressed!). In an effort to find out how to spell his name, and perhaps link a news story in case anyone had not read about it, I googled "Olympics death." I found tons of news stories on the accident, but what I couldn't find was a simple news article without videos. ALL the articles had "VIDEO" in the headline- the video that highlights Nodar's horrible crash, showing in slow motion his delicate body slamming into the steel poles at 90 miles per hour. Also piled into the articles were zoomed in shots of the paramedics trying to revive him. The pictures showed his lifeless face, laced with blood.

How is this dignified? How does this happen? Do we have such a curious fascination with death- so much to the point where we will shamelessly document in great detail the final moments of this precious life? How on earth must his family feel? How incredibly horrible to see the video replayed over and over! If this happened to ANYONE I loved and cared about, I think I would be just as much traumatized by the sensationalist journalism, perversion, and greed of humanity as I would be about the death itself. Obviously, me posting this blog won't take away the millions of videos and pictures of this special human being's life being taken away. I can only hope that in the future this trend of disrespectful journalism doesn't continue. I understand our first amendment rights, but seriously out of respect for the Kumaritashvili family I feel that the press as a whole crossed the line.

Needless to say, I will not be posting any link to news stories regarding Nodar Kumaritashvili's death. I will continue to pray for his family, in hopes that they can find comfort, resolve, and meaning in this terrible tragedy. RIP, Nodar- my heart aches for you and your family :-(

Fourth one? Really?

2010-02-10T20:00:00.000-08:00

Blogs are such an interesting thing. In one sense it's a diary, except that it's on the world wide web, so there is a sense of restraint... if you're me at least. Like many of my peers, this isn't the first blog I have published. My blog first started out on Blogspot. After forgetting to post, and to be embarrassingly honest, after trying to keep up with the hot new blog trends (or so I thought), I switched to Xanga. For some reason it seemed hipper and cooler... I guess similar to the MySpace vs. Facebook phenomenon... oh MySpace... I think I also dabbled in the MySpace blog for a bit too.

Either way, here is my fourth try. I feel like it's always awkward to start out, so I'm not making this public until I've been writing for a while. Once I do make this public people will be able to read this first post, but I feel like I need to get back into the flow of typing my thoughts before I start telling the world to read my blog.

So what's the point of this blog anyways? I love reading blogs. My favorites include FailBlog, Cake Wrecks, Passive Aggressive Notes, and of course PostSecret. I imagine how awesome it would be to post something hilarious and/or inspiring every single day. Alas, this is not me. Perhaps some day, but for now this blog is simply my outlet for putting my thoughts "out there." My hopes are that someday, someone out in the universe will read my thoughts and feel less alone than they were before they read my blog.