No matter what situation you're in, you're exactly where you're supposed to be.

Thanks Billy for treating us at ESPN Zone. We had an entertaining night watching 5'9 Nate Robinson dunk over Spudd Webb, playing the friggin horse game that almost made us throw up, then watching Disneyland fireworks from afar. Look at Paul, Butch and Billy loving it.


I'm obsessed about rain. Most people I know hate it, God knows for what reason. I wrote a pretty homo list in an entry three years ago (has it been that long?), but another thing I would add would be the clouds that come afterwards. Days like today definitely pays off to have a sunroof.

so in addendum...
11) that it cleans your car
12) it's a natural soothing agent
13) it's the perfect song to sleep to
14) the clouds that come afterwards

Somethin about spending two hours sitting in front of a jazz band being completely mesmerized (and the fully-expensed dinner at Morton's steakhouse helped too) that made this Valentine's Day all worthwhile.

Long week of training ahead. The upside is that I get to live in a magical hotel where I could just throw my towels and bedsheets all over the floor, then come back later and find everything to be exactly how it was before. I sound like a broken record because I said the exact same thing last month. I just can't get over it.

I can't believe that my next company-recognized holiday is in May. I could sure use some President's Days or George Washington Birthdays right about now.

Nights are the toughest.

everybody Roomba!

Everybody Roomba!

Yes, I joined the Roomba revolution. Look at it go! Wait, stop eating my guitar cables.

Helter Skelter Weekend

Helter skelter weekend. Five guys squished in Billy's tiny car. Billy and his funny reactions when playing the trivia game at D&B. Winning 1680 tickets but leaving only with four Nerds candy necklaces. Andy frustrated eating his tiny ice cream. Experimenting with mom by pouring leftover beer and juice into the soil to make it richer. Being blown away by Flight of the Conchords. Rewinding with Paul. Napping through the Super Bowl. Looking to the horizon.

Tonight, I fell in love with a guy named Ed. He made a heart out of steak cubes. <3

I swear, the weekend just comes and goes without any warning. Some pictures of my mom's brother's family from Korea.

Some of the young'uns. Little Deborah is crying because her mom just told her that she has to go home and finish a school project instead of going out with us for dinner.


Cheer up Deborah. Rose Sunset.


If I had giant hands, I'd be all over this beauty.

Waiting to see the dentist took longer than the time it took to pull out my wisdom tooth. Using a wicked-looking set of pliers, she pulled out my top wisdom tooth with one effortless tug (the other one's still premature). Because she was "concerned about infection," my bottom wisdom teeth weren't pulled today and will need to be extracted in separate sessions. Can you say crap. I was going to take a picture of my tooth, but it looks too gross. It's rotting and cavity-infested.. the sad result of my toothbrush being unable to reach that far into my mouth. Once my other teeth are out, maybe I'll make a necklace out of it or something.

My mom's younger brother from Korea and his family recently came and are staying with us until Sunday. It's nice to have the house full of people. And for the opportunity to practice my broken Korean. They seem to understand what I'm saying so I must be doing something right. o_O

Taking out my wisdom teeth in an hour. I'm so scurred.

Sometimes, love alone is not enough to hold us up.

shhh...let's see what happens when you play electric guitar in the most professional of settings! hahahah.

Kobe Bryant is not of this world. Was there a lunar eclipse or some weird celestial activity happening tonight? I don't think I could even score 81 points with one player in a friggin video game. It reminds of the days when my college roomie Eug and I would play NBA 2k2 on the Dreamcast, and I would drop 50, 60-some points with Jordan... and still lose.

Apparently, this historical news took backseat to a certain TV fanatic/psycho who was more excited about other ridiculous things. John, please take your girl to a basketball game.

me: did you hear
kathy: YES
kathy: FRIENDS
kathy: OMG!!
me: ...
me: no
me: kobe scored 81 points tonight
me: 81!!!!!!!!!!!!!
kathy: oh...
kathy: BUT FRIENDS
kathy: is coming back on TV!!!!
me: ...
me: 81 points
me: second highest point total in history
kathy: friends
me: NBA history
kathy: 4 more one hour episodes
me: ...

And I bet at least half of you who just learned that Friends is coming back got really excited too. What's the big deal? Is it really that good??

Blast from the Past - 2001

Eugene Shin, Andy Chon, Paul Hwang, Billy Ku and Roy Chung show off their "multi-culturalistic skills" at the annual Putting On The Christian Hits (POTCH) event held in UC Berkeley, California.

Some recent events. Note to self: find out what's causing my camera to take these dang blurry pictures

Nothing's more exhilerating than being at the beach in the middle of the night during a huge storm..while listening to AM radio. John, Steve and Joe on the last day of the EM retreat.

I was so happy they had foosball tables at the retreat site! Emerie having her first (or second?) bowl of cereal.

Good night LA

So Artest is in attendance at tonight's Laker game vs. Cleveland. I don't want to read too much into it, but I hope it's a step towards the right direction where we'll see Ron in a Laker's jersey real soon...I hope!

I like pictures. DFC's winter banquet.

Last person who I'd ever expect to wear a jacket, vest AND tie. Dickee is currently in Spain as the only guy amongst thirty girls from his class.

NBA Street whores. Oh-ee and Simon.



Sydney in a great mood. Little munchkins doing body worship in grass skirts.



I can't convince this girl that Snoopy isn't Charlie Brown. Jenny & Daniel. I like the matching colors. What can Brown do for you?

I love the fact that I could just leave my bedsheets hanging and chuck my used towels onto the floor, then come back a couple hours later and find everything back to the way it was. Hotels are like magic.

So what do I do for a living? I work at a Laserfiche, a software development company in Long Beach as a presales engineer. I guess my title isn't as self-explanatory as "financial planner" or "web designer." "Presales engineer? What the heck is that?" No, I don't write computer programs or take part in developing software. Those guys are hidden in the deep, mysterious rooms on the second floor of our building. Who knows what goes on in there, except for one time I went down during lunch and everyone was playing Half-Life against each other, hahah.

Instead, the things I do things that generally consist of training and consulting our internal sales team and reseller channel. That basically encompasses giving web presentations, writing up training material, replying to sales proposals, answering technical questions, and engineering custom demos. Yes, I'm pulling this out of my ass. But I like it because I get to work at my own pace and work with people first-hand. Plus the view from my desk is really nice.. the sunsets are just amazing.

So if you're in college and kinda unsure of the major you've chosen (I studied psychology and minored in business), don't worry because it won't always dictate what you're going to do in the future.

I'll be here the next four days for our annual conference. Should be nice to see a part of LA I've never seen before! Plus I know of some great soondubu places nearby. Woo hoo!

Made me smile to find a penny heads-up in my room this morning.

Nothing starts off the new year like driving in the soothing rain.

Merry Christmas.

Welcome To Our World
Chris Rice

Tears are falling, hearts are breaking
How we need to hear from God
You've been promised, we've been waiting
Welcome Holy Child
Welcome Holy Child

Hope that you don't mind our manger
How I wish we would have known
But long-awaited Holy Stranger
Make Yourself at home
Please make Yourself at home

Bring Your peace into our violence
Bid our hungry souls be filled
Word now breaking Heaven's silence
Welcome to our world
Welcome to our world

Fragile finger sent to heal us
Tender brow prepared for thorn
Tiny heart whose blood will save us
Unto us is born
Unto us is born

So wrap our injured flesh around You
Breathe our air and walk our sod
Rob our sin and make us holy
Perfect Son of God
Perfect Son of God
Welcome to our world

appa,

it's been a month since you went home. i'm sorry i didn't speak at your funeral because i just didn't know what to say at the time. my thoughts and feelings are a little bit more formed now, although i don't think i'll be able to adequately describe them through words. but i'll try. i also want this to serve as a reminder for me, that when i do forget in the future, i'd be reminded of God's goodness in hard times like these. i just want to tell you of how much you meant to me.

i just can't describe the void you left. i can't begin to understand what it must be like for umma. how can i fill your shoes now? not once in your life did you ever get sick until this. you were supposed to grow old with mom, retire, become a grandfather, travel the world, and one day, leave this world as an old, old man. if i was given to write the story, it would have been like this.

but i can't. everyone's stories have already been written and we're left to trust in God's Providence. to embrace "Thy will be done." that things happen the way they do according to a bigger purpose, greater than individual wants and wishes. Providence is something i'll struggle with for the rest of my life, but oddly, also find it to be the only thing that will lead me to real comfort. i'll never quite understand why He took you now then later, but that's a question i'll ask when it's my time to go. but i envy the fact that you could ask all the questions you want to Him, face-to-face. how amazing is that. and then i start to remember that you're no longer in your broken body, but now able to walk on your own two feet with the Lord. to experience a happiness and peace that doesn't exist on earth, to live and breathe in glorious heaven, to see Jesus with your own two eyes..

...then i have no choice but to give thanks to God. you're at last free from pain. your suffering is now only a distant memory in comparison to what you're experiencing now. i thank God that you surrendered your life and know Him as Savior. i thank God that we were able to see the best doctors, to be treated at the best medical facility with the best staff. i thank God that you lived to celebrate your 30th anniversary with umma. i thank God that our family was able to share our last words and make promises of reunion. and finally, that you passed away in the "best" way -- with your family at your bedside and all your friends surrounding you, in your sleep you left. even with the ravages of the cancer, i can't think of a better way for you to go.

you lived a good life appa. i learned so many valuable lessons not from what you said, but by how you lived. i learned from your mistakes. i learned from your successes. by the sweat of your brow, you worked so hard to make ends meet, sacrificed so much to provide for this family.. and not once did we ever lack something we needed. and i'm so proud that you continued to stay strong for your family even while you were at your weakest.

i love you for being my dad. for all that you've done for this family in giving us a better life, and i hope to step in your shoes and continue that. i'll always see you as strong-as-oak in my heart. it's never possible to stop missing you. but i will always find comfort that He fulfilled His promise to you of abundant Life. i will eagerly hope for the day we meet again. please watch over this family.

-from your loving son.

It's time that I should make some dramatic changes. Diet, you are on the top of the list.