a mediocre dreamer

Weak and wounded sinner, lost and left to die
O, raise your head, for love is passing by
Come to Jesus
Come to Jesus
Come to Jesus and live.

Now your burden's lifted and carried far away
And precious blood has washed away the stain... so
Sing to Jesus
Sing to Jesus
Sing to Jesus and live.

And like a newborn baby don't be afraid to crawl
And remember when you walk sometimes we fall... so
Fall on Jesus
Fall on Jesus
Fall on Jesus and live.

Sometimes the way is lonely and steep and filled with pain
So if your sky is dark and pours the rain... then
Cry to Jesus
Cry to Jesus
Cry to Jesus and live.

O, and when the love spills over and music fills the night
And when you can't contain your joy inside... then
Dance for Jesus
Dance for Jesus
Dance for Jesus and live.

And with your final heartbeat kiss the world goodbye
Then go in peace, and laugh on Glory's side... and
Fly to Jesus
Fly to Jesus
Fly to Jesus and live.

it's a wonder how much my love for sundays has grown over the years in college. i spend the entire week eagerly anticipating waking up early sunday morning to spend a nice(?) car ride with roy chung and andy chon, to get spiritually fed by a hearty message, to get physically fed by the infamous kcpc sandwiches, to play with all the babies in nursery, to spend the rest of day carefree and happily doing nothing, to productively chill with the officers and p.eug, to play a good game of softball (sometimes), to rush to turn in my weekly assignment in the last 2 minutes it's due, and then to blissfully sleep, perchance to dream of the wonderful day i just had.

i'm gonna miss it so much.

p.eug performed his first baptism/confirmation today AND gave his first benediction. i couldn't help but watch him as he raised his arms up to bless the congregation. he had a big smile on his face. then i was so happy to congratulate all the ppl who got baptized/confirmed. jahndee and esther started to cry, but it was the sweet kind of crying.

i ordered a full rack of ribs for the first time ever last night when the officers took p.eug to dinner. the restaurant was called hungry hunter, which initially made me imagine some ghetto beef market but actually turned out to be a pretty classy place. slum couldn't stop commenting on how pampered he felt. i should take him out more often. i think i love watching p.eug eat considering how finnicky he really is. we held our meeting there too and got done in 1 hour what could have taken two. it was great. i love our little team.

i forgot to mention some stuff in the last post so i'm putting it here for my own memory:
talk with kimi, sharon, and jane about boys.
sang's unbelievabley hilarious use of sydney as a baby puppet (praise songs, martial arts, and cheerleading).
good talk with sang and kimi about anything from boob implants to movies.
susan's beavis laugh.

junior retreat was fun. i really love that class and it was great to meet the stanford ppl too. i can't believe it's taken me over 3 years to finally get to know them.

andychon is a dream crusher. he conveniently forgot to mention in his blog post that his spiteful comments resulted in my ignoring him for the entire first night (susan enforced the restraining order of a 5 ft radius). somehow my wanting to work at sea world as an animal trainer got misinterpreted to my being the star of the freakin whale show. i am convinced that he intentionally torments me with his incessant ridiculing.

great talk with fics alice about boys... those who march to their own beat or are way off in their own song altogether. one on one's are not allowed.

ryan hsi knows too much about some weird stuff.

the happiest feeling watching ppl scarf down all the food. making some decent chicken with nothing but salt, pepper, and garlic powder even with andy's skepticism at how it would turn out.

for some reason what i remember most about this weekend is my persistent annoyance at andychon. i don't think he said a single nice thing to me the whole time. i've had enough of him to last me the whole month.

kwansoo poked me in the eye with his umbrella. then he laughed. then he called me tripolar and told me that i get weirder everyday.

junior send-off. ditching the parking enforcement lady. falling in the middle of the sidewalk.

minimal smiling on andy's part while mc-ing. roy's minor blunder while leading. energy from a house of praise.

my small group has become the product of my laziness. last night, our prayer "walk" turned into a prayer "drive".

people need to have a little more faith in one another, myself included; or maybe that's my very problem. i'm tired of questionable friendships.

i need to stop eating as if it's the last day i'm gonna live.

saturated weekend:
fun car ride w/ chiang bang and jahndee as he repeatedly made fun of her
hilarious time at costco w/ jahndee, andy, & kwan. i love watching jahndee get made fun of.
cute freshmen, winning sydney over from jane
jars and caedmon's
something new
liking the frodo type
rev.eug + emotions = tearful me
left field, frantically running about, last game, another pulled muscle

fun times

if someone put their head to your stomach to hear an imaginary baby kick, thereby presuming you are large enough to be pregnant, would you be upset?