full moon and artifact day

It's a full moon right now. I was enjoying the view of it on my way home. I'm not the superstitious type or anything but today has been a bit strange. To start off, I only got 4 hours of sleep last night. There was this weird noise coming from the ceiling. It sounded like it was coming from the sprinkler, like the one that goes off in case of a fire. I think I was paranoid that it was gonna go off and thinking about my assignments that I have to turn in the next morning. And for some reason, I wasn't really tired and just could not fall asleep. I woke up on time and everything but was still late. There was an accident in the tunnel and traffic was not moving. The bad thing is, I was 30 minutes late yesterday because they were doing construction or something off my exit. It took forever just to get off the exit and drive to school. I bet all the teachers think I'm the deliquent student of the group. Everyone else comes early to class.

Okay, but right now I have this strange feeling. I'm not too fond of the elevator system in our apartment building. Some weird things have happened and it just freaks me out...especially when I'm alone. So when I came out of the parking level, the elevator door was already open. I didn't think much of it because that's just the way it is sometimes. Then I see this two red lines on the left corner wall. I thought somewhere was there. I slowly looked and nobody in the elevator. So I cautiously go in, and these random floors are pressed. I came back out and waited for the other one. OK, this doesn't sound too freaky. Guess you just had to be there...alone.

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For one of my assignments tomorrow, I have to bring in an artifact. This is something that is important to me and represents who I am (background, culture, family, etc.). There are so many things to choose from. I could bring something in from the Korean side - tradition, food, clothing, family portraits, mom's side, dad's side, my side; Or something from my church background. So I went home to look for something and found old pictures of my mom. I guess as I was thinking about this, I realized that there were so many things that have contributed to making me the person I am today. There are experiences right now that are changing me and I'm more will come in the future. But the one person that has impacted me the most and had a big part in making me who I am is no longer on this earth. I still want her to have that big part. I don't want to forget anything.

God, you didn't only have a part in this...in me. But you did it all. You are my creator. You formed my life. You are forming my life right now and will continue to. You are the molder of me. How much more should I want to know you, remember everything about you, and not forget you? Please forgive me for forgetting you at times.