Just a Quick Note to You Readers

Hi, everyone. I have some important news: I'm not going to be on the Internet for the weekend because I'll have a vacation to do. Please be patient until I can come back by Monday or so. Thank you for the reminders! See you real soon. Bye!

Morning in The Economist

Yesterday, I haven't done any reading lately except for the syllabuses for English class. And today, I was very introduced to experience it for the first time in my life. Two of the five articles I've read had dealt with the Brexit. Remember that picture?

I wonder if I studied economics enough, at least it coincidences with business during leadership. I need to find out more of what else is exactly new to me for as long as it is updated and running for the week starting on Monday, January 23, 2017. Anyways, I'm keeping myself sane from all of the annoying cliches I've read in Amazon reviews and other online comments. Toodles, and see you on Epiphany Eve!

Another Day, Another...What Have You Done, Ms. Nat?

Yesterday, it turned out that Viviana Ivinisova had a variety of nicknames picked out by two authors of the same book. I realized that she belonged to many spirits, so the religion was made up of certain things from wizardry. Marilena was indeed the second Chosen One by the LORD who will make her want to have her wish granted: to have children, yet Sorin is indeed not that interested in impregnating her. Marilena went from being agnostic to somewhat playing Christian, but sought further knowledge in order to stop questioning things. Viv had a somewhat strong background in unknown spirits since childhood, although in the growing up years her original country called Soviet Union had fallen and the name had changed to the original state (Russia). Her family lived in Romania. I don't know specifically what Romania is like, so it must've been some foreign country where my aunt picked up a boy for adoption in the early 1990s. While I read The Rising, I was culturally open-minded to Romania, for I wonder what were the name terms were like if I look up on Google or either Wikipedia if it needs more specification. New characters were introduced: they were Baruda and his wife; Ian who did the Romans Road like my father did last summer. When the wish was finally accepted, Marilena went to the genetic engineering building and there the two DNAs were consisted of higher IQs, so the pregnancy was easy. She did not divorce Sorin until after the baby was born, yet there were surprise twists and turns: Baruda's wife committed suicide, and that Baruda was welcomed to "the safe space full of horizontal flying six colors" aka LGBTQ+ community, so he was identified as gay, for he and Sorin were married. Marilena was resigned by the four month mark at the end of the semester, so she can kick out of the apartment and move to the cottage in Cuj. Viv showed up and supported Marilena. The time came for Marilena's baby to be born when she and Viv were taken to the hospital with the mouse in the cage, and then Nicolae Jetty was born while the mouse had been slitted the throat by the knife from Viv.

Meanwhile, Ray had a plan that when he was 13, he worked on the machines in his father's place to make money for flying lessons by next year. As he grew older, he had some acne problems and went really more clumsy than athletic. I know he's a laughing stock, but his spiritual life hadn't changed a bit - he's tuned out of service.

Back in Romania, Nicolae was like any other children except he's more of a genius with curiosity than ever, so he got into everything as a toddler like everyone else. When he got bigger a bit, he knew requirements for life and developed hobbies - he read in nearly every language Marilena and Viv knew about, did some computer skills in six months before being proficient, rode a pony and played soccer. When he was six, he's starting public school by the end of the summer.

In review, I wanted my first son to have a middle name Nicolae because it's cool-fitting for my liking. I've read twelve chapters into the series by far, so I'm very happy and grateful for a head start into my 2017 resolution reading walk-through challenge with the Left Behind series. I can't wait to see how he turns out when he's older.

2017: The Year of My Left Behind Challenge

Yesterday, I called it a devotional day, so I have to at least do it again. The vision for this year was Decisions and Destiny, yet I made up a goal to read the entire walkthrough of the Left Behind series. Prior to this, we're going back to the actual beginning of my journal life. In 2010, I was all self-centered and egotistical while reflecting at the same time. When 2011 came along, I read the entire walkthrough of the "radio edit version" attached to my old school pink Bible. 2012: I read the Gospels four times. 2013: I did Expect the Unexpected. 2014 is a year I supposedly graduated high school, so I literally started taking the Internet for seriousness. By then, I enjoyed LPs and fanfiction in my late teens since they were my thing. 2015: things start to pick a pace at some point over the summer, so in the end, I decided to make a reflective book based on Genesis. 2016 is probably one of my low points by far in this decade. Everyone else has time to read Scripture, but I don't. I kept failing apart, and that's what the Internet addiction had such a heavy burden on me, so I stopped watching LPs because they're too long and fanfiction editing is taking forever to upload. Ugh! Epic fail...

Plus the fun part of the past year: knowing that Trump won made me want to write a memoir about my adult chronicles. And now, here I am: one day had passed and a new one begins anew. While I read the first 66 pages of The Rising, I was related to Marilena except she's more experienced in literature than I do, and that's fine. I understand that I read Why I Read - the author gave me a list of 100 books and I shared it to Tumblr while I made up my own list of books for leisure. I had so many connections to my life on a variety full of levels next to The Curious Incident of a Dog in the Night-Time, I wish I was desperate enough to have a child like Marilena did. It was more likely being either next to my lifetime wish, or it's just one of the plot elements why I want to write a sequel to Incendiary. At one time, in 2015, I had a library meeting of Mind Matters. The topic was focused on the aging, so I had a long life ahead especially if I need to make my next 49 years of life a reality. According to Wait But Why, it's 90 years. I made up a chart of Harper Lee's life last year, and she's darn close to being 90 when she passed on. This year, I want to make two more charts: one for Carrie and another for Debbie. Marilena and her Classical Literature professor Sorin had more meetings, and look who's there: Ms. Viviana Ivinisova had appeared in classy fashion. She showed up to meditate others into communicating with spirits and whatnot because if I think she's insane, then she can't be crazy enough due to her open-mindedness. I learned religions other than Christianity: first the Jewish, then the others: Hinduism, Buddhism, Muslim and atheism/agnosticism. I've read them in Life of Pi. Meanwhile, Ray and Bobby were friends at grade school, even though they enjoyed soccer and other things the boys had done except... Ray just played Christian over and over, and Bobby's really serious about being an Evangelist/fundamentalist, he wants to take full-time in ministry when he grows up. Ray wants to be either a pro-athlete or a pilot. I had strong feelings toward my spiritual life about this issue, although Central Church was probably commercialized with pictures of God and Jesus. My advice to the family of Central: do the cross instead. My own was very simplistic but small: we had free coffee on the way to sanctuary and the after-service had cheap knock-off cookies like the usual. Sometimes, we had cake. On Mother's Day, the men in aprons serve tea, and we had sandwiches, fruit and veggies, and souvenir-like gifts on the way out. Before Mother's Day, one of the staff members were like "Bring in your mothers with you." And then, old people showed up, and they keep coming over the years, although some people do brought them in for visits. Specifically, my own mother meanwhile was downstairs, but sometimes she stayed upstairs. Father's Day used to be a whole thing for grandfathers until 2009 when they all died. In 2010 onward, Dad was exclusively honored. A few years later, by that, we meant betrayal and not being condemned. Mother's Day should've been called Women's Day and Father's Day a Men's Day. In 2017, I would like to call it my day because I'm 21 soon. I should've wished Mom, my aunts and grandma a wonderful Women's Day. For now, things went off to a good start.