Sunday, April 25, 2004

So much for consistently recapping every single day. But there was so much that happened in the last couple days that I need to jot the memories down:

Thursday night
*Late-night elementary school games of kickball, four-square, and handball at Underhill.
*John participating in our very own Most Extreme Challenge.
*Coveting the bounciest rubber ball.

Friday night
*last ever FiCB of my life. Last equipment set-up, last praise set, last equipment break-down. Despite my morbid fascinations with "lasts," I get very sad.
*P.eug's very raw but eye-opening talk. Time is the worst thing you can kill. Sin can distort anything good into bad.
*Billy's encouraging testimony. Afghanistan.
*You lead by following Jesus.

later that night: woteam retreat part I
*Good talk with Sharon during the drive to the retreat.
*Fifteen bodies stuffed inside at Sang and Kimi's house. One bathroom.
*Everyone huddled around the TV watching their wedding video. Bride and groom singing duet, during which Kimi had a slip of paper with the lyrics hid behind her bouquet. Crying moms.
*Playing true colors. Sumin most likely to wear speedos. Telling funny stories more than playing the game.
*Joanna getting jacked during the whole retreat about her "ugly face" talent.
*The freakin good mediterranean food! Making a fruit/meat kabob for Jane.
*Carolina stuck in the corner chair closest to the table of food with a defeated look on her face for two hours.
*Dang baby-t.
*Telling scary stories, most of them involving red-eyes.
*Hearing someone snore like a monster in the next room (thinking it was Theo), but Theo walks in right then and confused the heck out of us. We all busted up laughing.
*Biting the hamburger pillow. Hitting with the hamburger pillow.

The next day: retreat part II
*Breakfast at a Millbrae House of Pancakes. Baby sydney eagerly clasping her hands in prayer to "nal mah dah oo ri eh geh" so she could start grubbing.
*Quickest praise practice all year.
*Sumin's hilarious story of Ted while he was in the bathroom. The fart and responsive giggles.
*Admiring the hundreds of sailboats while crossing the Golden Gate. Everyone feeling like a tourist again.
*Three or four mile hike up to the peak of Mt. Tamalpais. Buddy-system so that we don't lose each other. Some of us going off to pee in the woods before the long hike, and five minutes into the hike, we run into a porter-potty. Eager to get a popsicle at the top of the mountain. Talking about old-school cartoons.
*Breath-taking view on top of the world. Where the heck is the popsicle man? Ilaria amazed how a pregnant woman (Kimi) completed the entire hike. Pictures to come.
*Me, Ted, Theo and Phil volunteering to get the van and driving it back to up pick up everyone. Theo rips off his shirt. Completing the mostly uphill 2 1/2 mile run in 30 minutes, an amazing accomplishment for me.
*Persistant Phil driving us around the whole day.
*Lori and her never-ending supply of energy.
*Crackin undisclosed jokes with Sumin.
*Grubbing on jjah-jahng-myung and jjam-bbong at San Tung in sf. Feeling very very satisfied.
*Listening to oldies on the drive back to Berkeley. "For the longest time."
*Stanford people are so cool.

Sunday afternoon
*Chillaxing on the couches with Sumin, Carolina, and Phil, waiting to go back for the response song in the EM service. Losing track of time and missing the service.
*Watching the Laker win over the Rockets in overtime. 3-1 baby! =)


I know I left out a grip of stuff. Hopefully I'll remember later while I'm walking to class or on the toilet so I could quickly write down the memory on my hand. I like writing on my palms.

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