02/28/2023 

“imagine yourself in that moment, how you want to feel, how you want to present yourself.” 

made kimchi fried rice with some mayo, red pepper flakes, green onions, soy sauce, sugar and sesame oil. 

To 'fly by the seat of your pants' is to decide a course of action as you go along, using your own initiative and perceptions rather than a predetermined plan or mechanical aids. 

aka “I’m making shit up as I go.” 

when asked to consider a difficult question, it’s always best to ask for more time to think, even if you think you know the answer. especially if the other party mentions it. you may think it’s not a big deal AT THE TIME, but you don’t really know how you’ll feel until you properly process & digest the situation. it’s totally reasonable to take the time & it’ll help you avoid agreeing to something one will regret. 

01/04/2023 - new audio ducking & remixing feature on premiere pro!

DUCKING: essential audio panel > tag the dialogue clips as dialogue > tag music as music > select ducking & generate keyframes. 

REMIXING: ripple edit hold > remix tool > customize in the essential audio panel

discovered this gem of a blog today. wonderfully quotidien, surprisingly inspiring, might be a good exercise for me to do the same, to document big and small realizations from each day. 

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“But now, Job, listen to my words;    pay attention to everything I say. 2 I am about to open my mouth;    my words are on the tip of my tongue. 3 My words come from an upright heart;    my lips sincerely speak what I know. 4 The Spirit of God has made me;    the breath of the Almighty gives me life. 5 Answer me then, if you can;    stand up and argue your case before me. 6 I am the same as you in God’s sight;    I too am a piece of clay. 7 No fear of me should alarm you,    nor should my hand be heavy on you.

8 “But you have said in my hearing—    I heard the very words— 9 ‘I am pure, I have done no wrong;    I am clean and free from sin. 10 Yet God has found fault with me;    he considers me his enemy. 11 He fastens my feet in shackles;    he keeps close watch on all my paths.’

12 “But I tell you, in this you are not right,    for God is greater than any mortal. 13 Why do you complain to him    that he responds to no one’s words[a]? 14 For God does speak—now one way, now another—    though no one perceives it. 15 In a dream, in a vision of the night,    when deep sleep falls on people    as they slumber in their beds, 16 he may speak in their ears    and terrify them with warnings, 17 to turn them from wrongdoing    and keep them from pride, 18 to preserve them from the pit,    their lives from perishing by the sword.[b]

19 “Or someone may be chastened on a bed of pain    with constant distress in their bones, 20 so that their body finds food repulsive    and their soul loathes the choicest meal. 21 Their flesh wastes away to nothing,    and their bones, once hidden, now stick out. 22 They draw near to the pit,    and their life to the messengers of death.[c] 23 Yet if there is an angel at their side,    a messenger, one out of a thousand,    sent to tell them how to be upright, 24 and he is gracious to that person and says to God,    ‘Spare them from going down to the pit;    I have found a ransom for them— 25 let their flesh be renewed like a child’s;    let them be restored as in the days of their youth’— 26 then that person can pray to God and find favor with him,    they will see God’s face and shout for joy;    he will restore them to full well-being. 27 And they will go to others and say,    ‘I have sinned, I have perverted what is right,    but I did not get what I deserved. 28 God has delivered me from going down to the pit,    and I shall live to enjoy the light of life.’

29 “God does all these things to a person—    twice, even three times— 30 to turn them back from the pit,    that the light of life may shine on them.

I forgot my tumblr pw for the longest time and couldn’t reset my pw for whatever reason... I tried to reset it again this morning and obviously, I’m back so... yeah. Thankful. 

Note to self: 

O Love that will not let me go,

I rest my weary soul in thee;

I give thee back the life I owe,

That in thine ocean depths its flow

May richer, fuller be.

O Light that foll’west all my way,

I yield my flick’ring torch to thee;

My heart restores its borrowed ray,

That in thy sunshine’s blaze its day

May brighter, fairer be.

O Joy that seekest me through pain,

I cannot close my heart to thee;

I trace the rainbow through the rain,

And feel the promise is not vain,

That morn shall tearless be.

O Cross that liftest up my head,

I dare not ask to fly from thee;

I lay in dust life’s glory dead,

And from the ground there blossoms red