Thursday, May 27, 2004

Blessed be Your name

In the land that is plentiful
Where your streams of abundance flow
Blessed be your name

Blessed be Your name
When I'm found in the desert place
Though I walk through the wilderness
Blessed be Your name

Every blessing you pour out
I'll turn back to praise
When the darkness closes in
Still I will say

Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be Your name
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be Your glorious name

Blessed be Your name
When the sun's shining down on me
When the world's 'all as it should be'
Blessed be Your name

Blessed be Your name
On the road marked with suffering
Though there's pain in the offering
Blessed be Your name

Every blessing you pour out
I'll turn back to praise
When the darkness closes in
Still I will say

Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be Your name
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be Your glorious name

You give and take away
You give and take away
My heart will choose to say
Lord Blessed be your name

Wednesday, May 26, 2004

Wild wild west!

Sunday, May 23, 2004

Thanks for all who came out to my graduation today. It felt good to graduate with a double major in psychology and... psychology. =) Couldn't have done it without my ol' pal, Ray Chang.

highlights of the past week:

-graduations galore!
-Andy's reception at Pomegranate, where I had to publicly pray for the meal again, and Tim spilled water all over my pants.
-me, Andy and Kwan beating Roach in 3v1 basketball.
-playing hold'em for punishments (eating cups of flour, drinking shots of tabasco, soy sauce). Andy's bullets vs. Frank's Ace-King final showdown.
-Lakers advancing into the conference finals. (will beat the wolves in five)
-Paul & Janet's reception at the marina. People having fun with my kite.
-playing counterstrike for the last time with a Kwan, Billy, and the Burbank guys.
-shooting spit balls at Jahndee's face at Carrows. One getting stuck in a crevice on her face.
-having a silly time playing Mario Party with Basile, Woody, Eric, and Karen.
-the retarded toast that Annette made at King Yen.
-Sushi House with the parents. Happy that they really really liked the Island Roll.
-walking twice today. Hearing a louder response for Ray Chang than Roy Chung.
-a lot more stuff I probably left out because the days have been flying by.

One mo' week till I leave Berkeley for good. Unwillingly.

Saturday, May 15, 2004

And they did, 88-76. =D

Friday, May 14, 2004

I procrastinated till 6am in the morning to get crackin on my final paper which was due at noon today. Almost missed the drop-in deadline by a couple minutes. Felt all anxious and queasy in my stomach from all the adrenaline I produced that enabled me to finish. What a way to end the semester, let alone my undergraduate career, eh? Ended on a "good" note.

But now I'm officially done with my studies at Berkeley. finito.

I can't help but feel a little sad.

Thursday, May 13, 2004

Says Shaq in postgame interview: "One lucky shot deserves another." And like that, the 17 game home streak at SBC center snapped and the Lakers came up like the champions they are.

Despite collapsing during most of the fourth quarter, despite Shaq and Malone in foul trouble, despite Duncan's miracle shot with Shaq's hand in his face in the last second, a quiet but confident Fisher stepped up and delivered a miracle shot of his own.

Four-tenths of a second was all it took to destroy the celebratory mood at SBC center. Once I saw that ball leave Fisher's hands to swish into the net milliseconds later, my first impulse was to scream my head off, and I did. Then my second impulse was to bear-hug Billy, who was also screaming his head off, as hard as I could. I did and it felt so dang good. I don't remember ever being so happy. You Laker fans know the feeling I'm talking about.

One of THE BEST basketball games I have ever seen in my life. Consider the tremendous circumstances: conference semis, series tied, game five, on the brink of losing it and facing the possibility to come back to San Antonio for game seven should the Lakers win at home. I'm so glad that's off my chest. Fisher, your performance tonight more than makes up for how you played in games 1 and 2. Thank you.

The fight isn't over yet. Could the Lakers close it out at home? Could they win four-in-a-row straight, an over-ambitious hope that was brushed away as foolish and impossible when the Lakers were down 0-2?

We'll find out Saturday. 7:30pm, TNT. GO LAKERS!!!

Tuesday, May 11, 2004

I just took my last class (music 20a) that I would ever take at Berkeley. Today was the day all the groups gave their final presentations, and me, Andy and Slum (all illogically dressed in hawaiian shirts) presented a rendition of Puffy's "I'll Be Missing You." Slum flowed the words while me and Andy provided the beat off the guitars and backed up the chorus. Slum's lyrics were noteworthy, so I'll immortilize most of it here:

How can I forget the first day of class
So nervous, felt like broken glass
No sight singing skills, I had no flows
Christina Ahn they got to know that
Music aint what it seems to be
So much homework I came to see
Even though its done and nothings left
Through this class I fulfilled my breadth

Professor Ahn can't wait to see
If you'd teach another class for me
Reminisce sometime of sight singing exams
All the mistakes I made, I was like damn
But it was real feelings hard to conceal
Can't imagine all the love I feel
Give anything for more music class
I know you grading this pass no pass

Every beat we clap, every sight we sing
Every single day, music 20a
I'll be missing you
Thinking of the grade, when you gave an A
What a class to take, music 20a
I'll be missing you

-song ends on ugly yet intriguing minor chord-

True, the workload got really really annoying at times, but I think most people in the class today felt sentimental and appreciative for various reasons. I liked how the class was so supporting with their applauds and woots at the end of each presentation, whether it was good or bad. Prof Ahn played a song for us on the piano, and afterwards, gave her last words and final goodbyes.

And so, the last day of school really felt like the last day of school. Growing up can feel solemn at times.

Sunday, May 09, 2004

Cool, blogger got upgraded!

Sumin's day: Sundays are always a treat, and God gave us an extra dose of blessings today. The worship team (especially Sumin) was in complete confusion and discord once we reached the bridge in "I Give Thanks." Sumin almost started a song by himself in the EM service later, hahah.

The Lakers finally stepped up and contained both Parker and Duncan. Three more to go.

I was studying outside earlier this afternoon outside the front entrance to Doe Library, when I was overtaken by the nice weather that knocked me out into a peaceful slumber. When I woke up, I saw that I slobbered on my notes, and the drool soaked through a very substantial nine pages. If I think about it, that's a lot of drool.

Two and 1/2 midterms on Monday (EPS counts as 1/2), music presentation on Tuesday, reflection paper Wednesday, final paper on Friday. Then I can finally call my undergraduate college career quits.

I'm dreading the next eleven hours which will be pure torture. I hope tonight is the last all-nighter (for academic purposes) I need to pull for the rest of the semester.

Saturday, May 08, 2004

Last small group dinner at Palace Buffet. It was a great time gorging for a full two-and-a-half hours with these guys. We all gave Joey a hard time because he selfishly piled a plate full of daeji bulgogi from the buffet bar but only ate like 5% of it. We forced him to cook and eat the rest (this was by the time everyone finished eating and was about to burst), and as he was sadly cooking some of the meat, he kept on repeating, "This meat scares me... this meat scares me." So we let him go and had a fun time thinking of ways to hide the extra uncooked meat, in fear of being charged for leaving large amounts of leftover food.

Small group has been one of my surprise blessings this year. I only wish I took more pictures. Audio clips would have been nice too. It truly has been a privilege..

Happy 22nd birthday William Ku!
Two sad things that happened at the annual FiC picnic today: my kite didn't fly, and David Wee tore a tendon in his finger from catching a football.

Unsuccessful flight: There simply wasn't enough wind to pick it up and stabilize it. I stepped in a pile of duck poop from running all around the grass during my attempts to fly the darn thing. Thanks Tim for being my helpful yet confused assistant.

The power of Wee: Did I mention how strong this guy is? He tore a stinkin tendon, yet he said he didn't experience any pain. The top portion of his index finger jutted out like mad, so we all thought that it was a broken finger. Anyways, we went to the emergency room at Alta Bates, which is a complete misnomer because they make you wait for hours. I overheard this one girl in there who said that she's been waiting for three hours but still hasn't seen a doctor. Dave is okay, now equipped with a splint on his finger which he has to wear for six weeks.

I laughed out loud when I read Richard's xanga. Looks like there's something worse than stepping in duck crap, which is sitting in duck crap. Poor poor Tim.

Friday, May 07, 2004

Why does the "t" have to be next to the "y"?

kwanshu: hey rot
kwanshu: roy
kwanshu: hahaha
b o y 52: that sucks
kwanshu: sorry

Wednesday, May 05, 2004

I hate Tony Parker.


Saturday, May 01, 2004

It's hard to believe that senior banquet 2004 came and went, just like that. Deep thanks to everyone who put so much heart and hard work into this.. it really showed and seriously blew all of us away. From beginning to end. Pictures to come. =)