Wednesday, May 28, 2003

I asked my little cousins if they wanted to go to Disneyland or Sea World, but they only answered with an emphatic, "Chuck E. Cheese!"

Hahah, I guess I'll be playing with them in the plastic-ball pen this Saturday. Hopefully I won't get kicked out this time.

Monday, May 26, 2003

To the handsome, ballin', irresistable brother of mine,

Happy 21st birthday John Song!

Sunday, May 25, 2003

To the graduates of 2003: warmest congratulations. Remember that home is where the heart is.. you guys will always be family.

So if I stand let me stand on the promise
That You will pull me through
And if I can't let me fall on the grace
That first brought me to You.

Saturday, May 24, 2003

Finals are finally over. However, I still have this strange urge to study, so I'm going to calculate some stats.

Within the last 192 hours (last Thursday)...

*I spent 105 hours at the library

*Consumed around $30 worth of candy

*Out of those 105 hours at the library, only got ~$2 worth of candy confiscated

*Averaged 3.2 hours of sleep per night

*Ate only one home-cooked meal at my apartment (I had to empty my wallet of all those Jack-in-the-Box, KFC, Taco Bell, Subway, and Denny's receipts)

*Ate first meal of the day by around 3 or 4 in the afternoon

*Had to fully recharge the iPod around eight or nine times (a fully charged battery lasts ten hours)

*Received a great care package from Jahndee, Fred, Kwan, Kristy, Karen and Carolina

*Saw the sun rise every morning.

Friday, May 23, 2003

I took my psychology final this morning. The guy next to me tilted his head back and a few minutes later, he started snoring away. I really, really envied him.

One more to go. Why Saturday of all days.

Wednesday, May 21, 2003

You know you've spent too much time at the library if:

10) You make a top ten list giving reasons why one spends too much time at the library
9) The librarian demands that you pay rent
8) Became an expert at sneaking in all types of food (candy, drinks, curly fries)
7) Got your food confiscated more than once
6) The last things you say (en route to the library) to people nowadays are," I'm so screwed," and "I'll see you at the library"
5) You know by heart what time the circulation desks close
4) Become really happy when you see an open seat
3) Bring your toothbrush
2) Charge your cell phone at the library instead of in your own home
1) Hang pictures of your family and friends on the inside walls of your cubicle

Finish strong everyone.

Sunday, May 18, 2003

Good afternoon everyone. I never knew that this was possible, but me and Kwan got kicked out of a Mcdonald's today. Who/what/when/where/how/why?

who: Me, Kwan, Esther, Carolina, Jenny, Albert

what: ? N/A

when: This afternoon on one of our weekly lunch dates before teacher's meeting

where: a McDonald's in Daly City where we're no longer welcome

how: This McDonald's was luxurious enough to have its own giant playpen in the back (the one with the big tunnel slides and plastic balls). Me and Kwan had the urge to go play in there. We threw off our shoes and decided to climb in starting from one of the slide's exitways, but right before we reached the top, I lost my footing and slid all the way back down with Kwan. An angry McDonald's manager wearing a really tacky manager's blazer awaited us at the foot of the slide with these harsh words: "Leave this store immediately." And he was really mean about it too.. he kept on repeating that to the six of us until we packed up our things and finally left.

We met up again at church, and Kwan said, "Gosh, he made me feel like I committed murder or something." I think everyone felt pretty crummy about what happened. Who the heck gets kicked out of a McDonald's!? Unfortunately, six sunday school bible study teachers.

But later, Frank heard our story and said, "Eh, no biggie. That McDonald's in Daly City, right off the 280 right? I got kicked out of that same place too. We were playing in the plastic ballpen, when the manager came out to yell at us. That's when one of us threw a plastic ball at him.. then we got kicked out. Man, I want to go back and do that again. Let's go guys!" We all stopped feeling bad after that.

why: You have to release stress from finals somehow.

Saturday, May 10, 2003

I had a blast at the annual FiCB picnic yesterday. The weather was gorgeous, food was scrumptious, and football was fun. It delighted me to see how many people turned out, despite the fact that a lot of people went down south for Mother's Day. Although it's impossible to chat with every single individual there due to the largeness of our ministry, seeing everyone altogether and having a good time reminded me of the blessings of community and belonging.

At the same time, I remembered how I'm only going to have one more FiCB picnic to look forward to. And how we're going to have greater responsibilities and such. Andy and Paul pretty much summed up how I feel about all this. But nevertheless, I've always wanted to be a senior, and I guess I'm going to get what I asked for very soon.

I need to be open-minded and accepting to what He has in store for us.

Well, my updates are gonna be sparse for a while. Blame it on the torturous season known as finals.

Now I live and I breathe for an audience of One
Cuz I know this journey is my own.

Thursday, May 08, 2003

Happy 21st Birthday Billy "the Ku." Hope you get to finish all that cereal before the milk expires!

Wednesday, May 07, 2003

I dug and found gold at Safeway tonight.

Spam (6 for $10.68)
Vienna Sausages (12 for $11.88)


Tuesday, May 06, 2003

Recap of past couple days:

*X-2 movie-watching
*Going to Denny's afterwards and wishing what kind of superpowers (and corresponding weaknesses) we would have (ex. Billy's super ability to teleport, but arriving naked at his destination)
*Nancy's great korean food
*more korean food at Koko House with Billy, Kwan, Roach, Elise, Mike Lim, Kristy, Jane
*Albany's $1.50/game bowling rate on Monday nights. =)

Sunday, May 04, 2003

Senior Banquet 2003 came (hurrah!) and went (sadly). Long live the memories.

*Nancy, Anica, Peggy, and Josei’s cutesy performance
*awesome skits put on by the freshmen and sophomores
*not giving back Pastor Eugene’s ten bucks
*Andy + tight tiger outfit = irresistible
*Andy also getting ripped big-time by the guys
*what would a big important event be without all the technical difficulties?
*Karen and Jahndee slowly sneaking off the stage during Slum’s rapping repertoire
*Eric/Basile/Danny/Abe’s rocking rendition of “Swing Swing”
*Chuck doing something scandalous with Eugene’s toga outfit
*Bku’s amazing resemblance to Elvis
*girls screaming in the scary scene when Kwan appeared in the fridge
*making fun of Paul in the bathroom while he was going #2
*Rob and Carroll’s blue faces
*red carpet
*genuine smiles
*the gift of laughter
*people who offer themselves to help
*everyone looked so elegant or extravagant tonight.
*Good talk about life with Andy on the car ride home
*videos… and the self-speaking slideshow
*”Keeping your eyes on the prize.”

We love ya seniors. We’re stuck in a moment and can’t get out of it.

Thursday, May 01, 2003

Had a fun time filming with Andy at Willard Park today. I wanted us to play on the swings, but there were these two little toddlers who hogged them the entire time. Geez, how inconsiderate of them. jk.

More blasts from the past

Me and Paul at Jr Class retreat last semester. Why is he so dang happy!

Class fellowship at Eugene's house in Burbank during spring break, 2001. I forgot the reason why Andy and Billy were hugging in this picture. Maybe there was no reason at all? Either way, they have passionate looks on their faces, and it makes me want to join in.

Me and Andy at Eugene's birthday at Mel's, Feb 2001. Romantic? No. That jerk wouldn't eat his own spaghetti.
Got my car back from the shop today. Let me know if you need a ride somewhere.

Geewon's and Chris's small group volunteered at the Men's Shelter in Berkeley today. It's a humble organization that helps needy individuals get back on their feet with available shelter, free meals, and good company. Although we didn't do much today (made and served a hurried dinner of bbq chicken, mashed potatoes and salad), the most rewarding part of the night was when we got to sit down and actually chat with them.

Me and Linda had the opportunity to talk to Penny, a surprisingly scholarly man who aspires to go back to college to get his doctorate in philosophy and science. I thought it was fascinating how he still hasn't gotten his drivers license, even though he's at least in his forties. It was good chatting with him about his life, goals, aspirations… he was a very polite and receptive guy to talk to. Thirty minutes is definitely not enough time to chat beginning to end.

During small group sharing time afterwards, one person reminded everyone of an important truth: sometimes, the helper gains more out of the situation than the person who is being helped. Not that our visit to the shelter was an urgent mission or anything; we were a bunch of college kids who wanted to show a little kindness. A lot of us, myself included, assumed that we would be the ones helping out the needy men by serving them food and sparking conversations with them. In actuality, we were the ones getting the better end of the bargain by enjoying the conversations, their presence, their authenticity. I’m gonna keep this short because I’m getting a little delirious, but I just like to add that God’s a genius when it comes to using irony. Contradictions do not exist.