Friday, August 29, 2003

The Friday Five

1. Are you going to school this year?
Nope. And I'm not planning to.

2. If yes, where are you going (high school, college, etc.)? If no, when did you graduate?
Graduated high school in '98. Still working on college. (well not really right now, but you know what I mean) So I'm slow. Sue me.

3. What are/were your favorite school subjects?
I liked art and history. And woodshop was pretty fun.

4. What are/were your least favorite school subjects?
Want more proof that I'm not really Asian? Check out my calculus grades from my senior year in high school. Oh, and econ bored me to tears.

5. Have you ever had a favorite teacher? Why was he/she a favorite?
My sixth grade teacher, Mr. Wildman. Honestly, how can you not like a guy named Mr. Wildman? And he was like 6' 2". In sixth grade, that's like 20 feet. He taught us to breathe in a paper bag when we had hiccups. He quoted Shakespeare at least three times a week. Mostly during tests. "Number one was 'C'. Number two... 'B'... or not 'two B'. That is the question..." He taught us witty comebacks. "Hey, your girlfriend's calling you." "Which one?" He introduced us to the (horrible) world of dances. You'll pay for that, Wildman. I'll find you some day.

The Quiet Things That No One Ever Knows

I had a dream that I had long(er) hair again. I kinda actually want to grow it out, but it's just so damn comfortable like this.

My mom was supposed to call me yesterday, but she didn't. If she couldn't call that day, she was supposed to call today, but she didn't. In a way, I'm relieved. I want to know how she's doing, but I don't want to talk to her.

Do I make any sense?

Wednesday, August 27, 2003


would you believe me if I said
that we are the ones who can make the change in the world today
would you believe me if I said
that all of the dreams in your heart can come true today
would you believe me if I said
that life could be all that you want it to be today

and if I had wings I would fly
'cause all that I need, You are
and if the world caved in around me
to You I'd still hold on
'cause You're all that I believe
and the One that created me
Jesus, because of You
I'm free

would you believe me if I said
that God can make miracles happen today
would you believe me if I said
that you don't need to wait for the answers before you step out in faith
would you believe me if I said
that nothing is ever impossible for God

and if I had wings I would fly
'cause all that I need, You are
and if the world caved in around me
to You I'd still hold on
'cause You're all that I believe
and the One that created me
Jesus, because of You
I'm free

just live your life with God inside
you won't regret one moment of it
and give all that you can for God
for God

and if I had wings I would fly
'cause all that I need, You are
and if the world caved in around me
to You I'd still hold on
'cause You're all that I believe
and the One that created me
Jesus, because of You
I'm free

Tuesday, August 26, 2003

"This tortilla is excellent."

I'm sure everyone who was at the retreat will be posting about it on their blogs/xangas/whatevertheyhave, so I'm gonna keep this nice and short.

It was indescribably awesome.

And with the highs come the lows. Right when I come back home (from the post-retreat party at Doojin's house), they hit me with a low blow. A test from God? Probably. Will I pass or fail? Stay tuned, folks.

Saturday, August 23, 2003

Status: 30 minutes away from Sunday

Today we had our last practice session for the retreat. We went over the two major sets, and spent the remaining time in prayer. We're all excited, and have great expectations for this retreat. I really haven't felt this way about any other one -- that's gotta mean something, right?

Can't really think of anything else to write. I'm friggin' tired. We've been practicing hard for months for this. Time to witness the payoff.

I'll be back on Tuesday.

Friday, August 22, 2003

c/o 1998

This is so damn weird.

I found some of my old high school buddies on Friendster. I haven't seen or talked to them in five years. It's interesting to read some of their testimonials 'cause majority of them are about fond memories of school.

Funny, I don't have any "fond" memories of school. School sucked.

Thursday, August 21, 2003

Oh baby, oh yeah.

Boring day at work.

All I've been thinking about is the retreat. I think it's going to be big. No, huge. It's gonna change lives.

I can't, for the life of me, get up in time for morning prayer. I'm gonna try one more time tomorrow.

I signed up for Friendster. Kill me. Kill me now. Or invite me. Whichever you prefer.

Tuesday, August 19, 2003

Monday, August 18, 2003

King of Majestic Falling

Remember when I ate it pretty big that one day? Well that was nothing compared to what happened today. I was going home from Doojin's house, and I didn't see the huge crack on the street. The skateboard stopped (never fails) and I flew out like the crazy virus monkey from 28 Days Later. I fell really hard and scraped up my right hand and left shoulder. I even got a little scrape on the big scar on my left arm. I might get a scar on a scar on a scar. (the other one is from Susan Cho's dried-ice)

It wasn't until I stepped in front of the gate of my apartment that I realized that I had dropped my cell phone. I put some crap on the scrapes, then went back to the crash site to look for the phone. I was sure that someone would've found it and taken it, or that it would've been crushed by a car. I got there about 45 minutes after, and lo and behold, it was still there. Motherfreaking miracle.

Status: 6 days to go.

Things that piss me off:

- old men with hearing problems. They make me raise my voice, and I don't like yelling at them. It makes me feel like a punkass.

- ex-employees that come by and act like they still work here. He got caught stealing stuff and doing other shady things, so someone tell me why he's even allowed to set his foot inside the store. And he looks at pr0n.

- damn ants.

Sunday, August 17, 2003

You want gum?

I finished my part of the "secret project" just a while ago, and it was pretty fun. Lots of laughs. I hope the kids enjoy it as much as we had making it. It should be pretty obvious what we did, so ya'll should have figured it out by now.

Today we had our last official meeting for the youth group retreat. It was long, but good. Pastor James, the guest speaker, joined us for the meeting and we got to discuss our goals and expectations for the retreat. He seemed like a nice guy, even though he's a self-admitted FOB. It seemed like he understood what our theme was, and what we exactly wanted to teach and achieve through it. We were a bit worried because the theme is not exactly simple and clearly defined, and we thought he might have trouble understanding what it was. But no worries.

There will be prayer meetings at 6 am, every morning this week, focusing on the retreat. I dunno if I can come out, but I'm going to try to make at least one.

Three praise practice sessions this week. They're gonna be long. They're gonna be grueling. Fun times ahead.

Status: 7 days to go.

Saturday, August 16, 2003


Freaking ants! I hate you! Stay off my tender legs! Just stay out of my room, period!

Thursday, August 14, 2003

Dream a little dream.

I ate it pretty big on the way to work this morning. There's this little incline on the parking lots on Gilbert. I was going down pretty fast when the board hit a small rock. It did a stop-on-a-dime and I friggin' flew out and landed on my left arm. No injuries, just a couple of small scrapes. At least I entertained a few passer-bys.

I didn't get to work on the project at all. I picked out some songs and practiced for Sunday. Then fell asleep.

Wednesday, August 13, 2003

This is how we do it in the O.C.!

I just got done with the eye exam. It was kinda fun, actually. Turns out my eyes aren't too bad; he just prescribed glasses that I can put on at night or when things get blurry. The lenses made a world of a difference, though. It's going to take a few days for the glasses to arrive. My road to geekdom is paved and ready.

The guys are going to the Angels game tonight, but I don't think I could go with them; I have to get crackin' on the project for the retreat, which is due Saturday. Tomorrow I have another practice with the band, and Friday's full, so today is basically the only day that I can work on it.

Happy birthday, Dirty.

Tuesday, August 12, 2003

I like it. I like it a lot.

The youth group retreat is less than two weeks away. Things are getting pretty hectic -- we'll have five more practices with the Broken Movement team, and then there's that special project that I'm also involved in. It seems like we're not ready... we better get to it! It's going to be tough. Lord, have mercy.

I made an appointment for an eye exam on Wednesday. I'll finally get glasses. Can't wait.

I'm strange.

Thursday, August 07, 2003

The Snack Fairy paid me a visit today. What a pleasant surprise.

We're out of toilet paper at work. Not a pleasant surprise.

Tuesday, August 05, 2003

"A-ha! You really think I can be defeated so easily? Now I'll show my true potential!"

Remember Superman the Movie? With Christopher Reeve? There's a scene early on when he's a teenager -- he's late for school, so he decides to run there and zooms right by a speeding train. Well I, too, raced a train today. (on my skateboard)

And lost.

Next time I won't be so easy on it.

Sunday, August 03, 2003

"Have you been molested too?"

Few things to write about:

Praise and Prayer Night - Went well, I think. It's nice to witness people praising.

Lan Party (aka. LANstrosity) - We didn't get to play that much because the CS tournament went on for too long, but it was still fun. Thanks to Adrian who made it happen. It'll be even better next time.

Working after getting no sleep - Not fun, nor recommended. I looked like a zombie. Braaaaaaaaaaaaaain...

Reservoir Dogs - I just realized today that this movie is layered with homoerotic undertones. The scene after the opening credits -- with Mr. White and Mr. Orange -- it's just... strange. Makes me feel weird. I keep expecting them to kiss, like that time when Conan O'Brien and Triumph the Insult Comic Dog started making out after singing some Christmas song.

Living situation - I need to find a place really soon. So far, Brea seems to be the frontrunner.

The Dirties - Nice picture. I especially like the yellow glow around the hands. It's like they're filled with the Force or something -- either that or it's a sign of malaria (or dyspepsia).

Friday, August 01, 2003


Praise & Prayer tonight at church. It'll be focused on the summer retreats that are coming up. Jr high, youth group, EM -- everyone's welcome. Let's rock the house down.

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