Trojan Pride..?

So, don't get me wrong, I absolutely LOVE USC, but other than the occasional sweater, future license plate attachment (if I EVER get a car), USC shirt for when I'm too lazy to wear a regular shirt, etc, I don't really care much about USC paraphernalia.

However, my dad on the other hand, gets very excited and thinks I want ALL THINGS USC.

For example, when we moved homes my freshman year, my dad went to Home Depot and got me these USC-themed keys, which were cute and actually really helpful in distinguishing between home and school keys.

But after this set of keys got stolen, he tried getting me the same thing, but they didn't understand and gave him this keychain instead. HAHA.

So, I thought this was the extent of it, but more recently, whenever my dad sees ANYTHING USC, anywhere, he calls me and asks if I want it, or he just buys it and surprises me with it. For example, he bought me a USC beanie from Lids when he was buying a hat for my brother (... and I appreciated it, but.. honestly... I have no use for it!)

But of course, my dad bought it for me, so I can't.. not.. wear it... you know?

So, what pushed it over, inspiring me to write this post, was this chair:

O_O ..right?

The chair I use at home is really old (but I love it). So my dad calls me and asks if I'd like a new one, like his (a nice, brown leather, comfy one), but with USC on it.

So... at first, I thought it could be nice to have a new chair. But when I went to look it up online, I was shocked to see this horrendously tacky chair. (Obviously, I told my dad not to buy it.)

So.. hahah yeah.. it's cute that my dad gets so excited for me, and I reallly do appreciate it, but.. my goodness, you gotta admit, there is some ugly/ridiculous USC paraphernalia out there.

For your listening pleasure --->

For those who didn't realize what this side panel is for:
"For your listening pleasure" is a playlist of some songs that I love and what to share with you all, so just click the links, and you can dl the songs for freEeeEe (or your mattress is freee!)

So please take advantage and enjoy, my lovers and friends.

girls.

1. Girls' girls > Guys' girls.
2. Girls who think they are girls' girls (but are actuallly guys' girls in denial) = shady bizz.

PWND.

Why/How?
1. The impending doom that is Microbiology Midterm 1 (tomorrow)
2. BISC 150 Research Paper Outline (due thurs)
3. Micro Lab Report (~10-15 pages, due thurs)
4. (and most importantly), Samoneem/God's Pressure Points of PAIN. (last night)

So our House of Sarang missionaries came to America this week to visit various churches and such. So our team met up for dinner last night at BCD. Now, for those who may become confused by the story below... just take it with faith and I'd LOVE to share more about it with you in detail. Just ask me. =)

SO, samoneem has a CRAZY/AMAZING gift from God, where she can feel your pain (emotional and physical). and this past summer at HoS, she told me that I was perfectly healthy, physically and emotionally. (Yay!) So last night, after Christine and Jason got owned, it was my turn next.

Foolishly, I hoped and thought, since I didn't have pain in the summertime, I should be fine now ....right?

WRONG.

She first went for my left ankle. I had sprained that ankle in 10th grade, and it had been acting up with the weather changes. (Crazy. How'd she know right?? cuz GOD showed her.) So, she starts pressing on it, but it wasn't so bad. I could handle the pain (cuz it was just a physical pain. not a deep-rooted emotional one.)

Next, she looks at me, and moves to the spot right under my sternum, at the top of my abs. And as she pushed... SEARING PAIN shot thru me. It felt like there was a self-destruct button in my stomach and she was trying to set it off to explode me. HAHAH jk. not that dramatic, but sort of.

So she told me that I had a pain that was like a rotting/reopened wound that wasn't healing properly. (Pardon the translation. My Korean sucks, so I'm saying giving you the general gist). And at that moment, I knew all of the pains she spoke of. All of the changes, the trauma, and the sorrow that I was trying to push away. It all burst out into the open and the tears came rushing out.

After another round of pressure points, I was done (and she thus proceeded onto Jane, who got doubly owned cuz she needed 5-6 rounds. HAHA sorry Jane.).

But as I got up, the sorrow consumed me. But just for a moment. I would not give it any more than that. For the sake of my makeup and for those around me, I forced myself to stop.


So about.. 2-3 hours after dinner, I checked my stomach and lo and behold, a bruise the size of a Kennedy coin has developed, and another quarter-sized one on the left side of my ribs.


But just before we all separated and it was time for them to leave, Samoneem said to me, when you come back in the summertime, we'll do it everynight. O_____O

Haha. You know, even though it hurt like CRAZY, I know that it's all pain that God wants to heal me from. So... I fear, but welcome it. BRING ON THE PAIN.

Now, even though it sounds horrendous.. it's actually really funny watching from the sidelines. Here's a peek at what this whole thing looked like. HEHE. I love you, Christine. =)

If you liked it, then you shoulda put a ring on it.

Oh my goodness, I'm getting addicted to blogging! noOoOooOOo... but I like it. heh hehh...
but ANYWAY, I was reading a devo that my good friend John Cadengo wrote, and I wanted to share with you all too.

John (Cadengo, not the ones in the Bible) writes:
In Ephesians chapter one Paul says, "In him you also, when you heard the word of truth, the gospel of your salvation, and believed in him, were sealed with the promised Holy Spirit, who is the guarantee of our inheritance until we acquire possession of it, to the praise of his glory."

The Holy Spirit is the guarantee of our inheritance: the assurance of God's promise to us. We know that God will fulfill his Word because he gave us the Holy Spirit. God created marriage so that we may understand and know the type of relationship that Christ has to the Church: that is, Christ is the Groom and the Church is His Bride. Now, in a marriage the Groom always proposes to the Bride with a Promise, with a Ring. That Ring, that guarantee and symbol of the faithfulness that God has for us is the Holy Spirit. Then, what does God require of us in loving kindness? We are meant to shine out as lights of love in this world. We are called to demonstrate and declare the kind of love that God has for us to others.


Thinking about the Holy Spirit as my "spawklwing diamond" (name that movie!), it gives me a lighthearted joy that I almost forgot about. I went on a honeymoon with the Holy Spirit at House of Sarang this past summer, where I truly got to enjoy, get blessed by, and hang with the Holy Spirit all day, all night. But coming back to America, I let the love and intimacy fade away, as America does to many things. (hehe. jk.)

A lot of times, when we think of God, we either see Him as 1. God the Father, Creator, Provider, Almighty, Yahweh, (etc.) or as 2. Jesus, Sweet Lamb, Ultimate Sacrifice, Giver of Grace and Salvation.

And of course, these views of God are true and absolutely necessary, but more often than not, we don't look at the complete picture. There's a whole chunk of God that a lot of us don't give homage to. The Holy Spirit plays a HUGE role in our lives. He../she../it... is the KEY to our understanding of the Word and fellowship with Christ and the Father. He is our incomprehensibly, graciously given 10^INFINITY(th power)-CARAT DIAMOND RING! But, we forget about Him. We don't give him the MAD props he deserves.

Even though he is invisible, he shines far crazier than a diamond ever could. No, he BLAAAAZES, RADIATES God's Glory. It's as if God gave us a magical.. cloak of invisibility (heh heh). Waay cooler than a ring. God likes us, so he put a ring on it. HAHA. But he did FAARRR greater than that. He LOVES us, so he wrapped us up in the Holy Spirit. A covering for our whole lives/souls/hearts, not just a puny little finger.

And you know, when/if I get married, I can imagine how happy I'd be to show off my ring (regardless of its size), but thinking about showing off the Holy Spirit should be so much sweeter. Imagine having a BEAUTIFUL diamond the size of .. your house.. that no one could ever, ever steal from you. Wouldn't you want to show that off? Wouldn't you want others to ask you about it, crave it for themselves? (and then BAM! gospel attack! how great would that be.)

But alas, a lot of times, instead, we hide Him. We forget we're even wearing a cloak of invisibility. We're supposed to live life, DRUNK off the Holy Spirit, but instead we live extremely sober, cold, hardhearted, societally-conformed lives.

WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO US ALL!
We have to live SATURATED in the Word and in the Spirit. and I mean saturated. Impregnated, completely filled to the brim and beyond. and OF COURSE, I am faaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrr from this, but I'm hoping to try. And there is hope because God can do it through His Holy Spirit.

And as pitiful, weak sinners, we all need accountability. I need your help. Keep me in check. Let me know when I'm being stupid, irrational, misrepresenting who Jesus is. (but do so with love, please.) And if you'll let me, I'd like to help you too (whoever you are, reader.).

So I guess this entry actually happens to fit in perfectly with Valentine's Day (I didn't mean for that to happen), so let's all remember our belooooved, amazing husband and show off the big FATTY rock he gave us to show off.

Still puzzled?

Weelll, I know that no one will be able to guess the movie (btw, Hera, you lose), sooo drumroll please...
brddrdrdrdrdr... (how would you type that..?)
The answer is....

The King and I!

In case anyone wants to see the clips, here they are. I don't think anyone will appreciate them though. It's one of those movies you had to have watched from childhood or else they're just odd, maybe even boring.

For example, Sound of Music, Star Wars, Little Women, West Side Story... (and the list goes on)

It's quite tragic though. Such delightful movies gone underappreciated.
But it's okay because I can love and enjoy them on my own.

Tis a Puzzlement.

Why "Tis a Puzzlement?" ... I don't know.

It was honestly the first thing that popped into my head, so I'll just keep it until something better comes along. But can anyone guess where that line is from? If so, I'll give you MAAAAD brownie points.

But anyway, I have decided to follow the slowgoing trend by hopping onto the blogging train. The Xanga train has crashed and burned for a long time now, so I suppose it's time for something new.

Now let me share with you my inspirations for creating this blog:

1. It has been such a convenient and pleasant way to stay updated with people when they were/are away. You know who you are. ;)

2. Blogs really show what's going on in a person's mind (well, actually what the person chooses to put out into the public realm, but you know what I mean). There is so much going on in each person's life, and blogs often provide a way to see beyond the typical, superficial "I'm fine's" and "Nothing much's." They really give you a chance to delve deeper into their lives, if you'll only read.

3. Most importantly, my brain has been turning to mush (like the Hulu commercial). I've been getting so busy that my life seems to be running on auto-pilot -just thoughtlessly moving from one thing to the next. I've really been missing out on and craving true, penetrating, life-changing introspection these days. Not that blogging will give me that, but my mind needs some exercisin and blogging may prove to be a good workout.

Now I'm not going to be ambitious and say that I'll be posting everyday or anything like that. I'm not sure how committed I'll be to this blog (esp. because I was pretty unfaithful to my xanga), but... we'll see how it goes.

I have midterms and assignments galore this and next week, so.. I'll more than likely post again soon to run away from all the bacterial cell walls, peptidoglycan, Bacillus subtilis, and Escherichia coli (which I spelled Eschieriscia on my lab quiz. ugh. dumb dumb. -___-).

But until then, "you are precisely, my cup of tea." (there's another hint for the title.)

Still don't know, do you?