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Tuesday, June 26, 2002

It's 4:40am and I'm sitting in front of my computer and blogging instead of sleeping.  This is the first time in 2 weeks where I've stayed up past 3:00, and the reason tonight is because I slacked off my work assignments.  My first project was making a prototype registration card for the company's fundraising project they are doing with the Anaheim Angels.  Then I had to look up 100 LA companies and get their contact informations.  Then I had to revise some letters my boss and co-workers wrote. 

I consider myself a Pagemaker perfectionist.  Although I'm not perfect with Pagemaker, I end up with a sizeable pile of printouts because I look at my product and become unsatisfied, change things around, fine tune things here and there, and print again.  For about 5 or 6 rounds.  So yeah.  Mike Uh, Pagemaker Perfectionist.  That will be my new name.

Actually, no.  Please don't call me that if you are reading this. 

I went to the Dodgers/Rockies game tonight with Ryan.  It was possibly the best Dodgers game I've been to.  My previous best Dogers game was when I got to see a triple play against the Rockies.  But today, besides not being able to eat Carl's Jr. from the left field bleachers, it was one of those picture perfect games that featured:

*A near-flawless pitching performance by Odalis Perez, 1 hit, 1 walk in 9 innings.
*Two diving catches by Shawn Green.
*A home run by Paul Loduca.
*A brilliant at-bat by Shawn Green, going from 0-2 and drawing a walk after about 10-12 pitches, which set up an Eric Karros homer in the next at-bat.
*A leadoff double by pitcher Odalis Perez, a groundout by Dave Roberts that advances Perez to third, and a sacrifice fly by Paul Loduca.  It was really weird, considering the Dodgers usually get all their runs from solo homers.
*A funny and ridiculous situation where Rockies center fielder Juan Pierre threw  a ball into the bleachers where we were sitting, and everyone started chanting "throw it back!" for no apparent reason.  It wasn't like the Rockies hit a home run or anything.  So the guy actually threw it back, and Ryan and I were like what the heck is this guy thinking?  And then he got kicked out for thowing an object onto the field.  Yes, you get kicked out if you throw a baseball back to the field.  Then they start booing the security people with chants of "let him stay!"  Ooookay...
*Free Krispy Kreme doughnuts - When the Dodgers win a shutout game, you could present your stub at any Krispy Kreme within 48 hours and receive a half-dozen doughnuts for free!

As much as I love the Lakers, I must admit that I am a Dodgers fan before I am a Lakers fan.  I wish Kevin Brown didn't have to be so injury prone.  He is probably one of my top 3 favorite athletes. I've been a Kevin Brown fan before he came to the Dodgers.  Kevin Brown coming to the Dodgers was more exciting to me than Shaq coming to the Lakers.  Honestly.  Yeah yeah, but he didn't lead the Dodgers to three championships, but that's not the issue at hand in terms of who my favorite athletes are.  So I bought a Dodgers flag today as we left the game in the traditional L.A. manner, after the 8th inning.  It's just common sense.  Dodger Stadium is ridiculous when it comes to exiting the parking lot.  

Quote of the Day:

From Dodger Stadium
Guy Sitting Next To Us, to the pizza guy: Yeah, can I get a cheese and a pepperoni?
Pizza Guy: Actually, these are all pepperoni.
Guy Sitting Next To Us: Oh, okay, then give me two cheeses.
Pizza Guy: I only have pepperoni, sir.
Monday, June 25, 2002

Looks like the summer-love bug is hitting people left and right.  Except for me, of course.

Here's something interesting.  Spring is a season of love.  I dunno, so many people take this time as an opportunity to let their love for someone "bloom".  I guess like a prelude to the summer.  Summer is a season of love, anyone who has seen Grease would know, recalling the term "summer of love."  Fall is a season of love because summer is over and people get lonely or something so they go out and try to find love.  Or something like that.  Winter is a season of love because it's the holidays and where couples could get cozy or whatever.  So when is it NOT a time of love?  Every new season people say "oh yay it's the season of love" but when was it ever not a season of love during the course of the year?

I didn't get my dog today because of airline and weather complcations.  The dog is coming from Sacramento.  But apparently the weather was too hot for him to be inside the cargo, and the plane stops by Salt Lake City first, and it was 96 degrees there.  So the breeder lady had to schedule another flight early morning on Wednesday.  Sheesh, I was so excited too.  Talk about an anticlimactic ending to a highly anticipated night.

Quote of sometime last week:

Online conversation with Judy
Super0406: what are u up to?
BoOdieFuL: sewing =)
BoOdieFuL: that's why i haven't been responding quickly, sorry~ hehe
Super0406: really?  so you're gonna go to court?  hahahaha

Sunday, June 24, 2002

Man, I've been flaking like there was no tomorrow with the blog updating.  I wouldn't be surprised if people stopped checking here.  I promise I'll get rolling again soon.  But here are a few excuses for this lack of updating.

1. I've been busy moving and settling at home, and I've been getting tired early.  I haven't slept later than 3, which is amazing.
2. School is over and I'm living at home so I don't have a lot of things to complain or gripe about.  But rest assured, once summer school starts tomorrow there will be plenty of things to make me grouchy.  And how appropriate, I decide to update the blog the day before school starts to complain about it.
3. I'm not broke, mainly because I'm not spending money on food.  Now that money has to go to my dog and my credit card bills.  Not on boba for bible study.  Maybe once every 2 months or so.  Depends on the degree of annoyingness the kids get. 

So let's see.. last week, most of it was spent on graduations and meetings for work.  A 2 hour meeting turned out to be 4 on Thursday.  It was so hard to not doze off.  Luckily Jane bailed me out by calling me, so I excused myself and we chatted for about a good 20 or so minutes.

This week was a week of crazy coincidencal encounters.  On Wednesday at Carmenita Jr. High graduation, I ran into Christine Kang.  I had no idea her little sister was graduating from there.  On Saturday I ran into Michelle Kim at my church.  Her JDSN was getting married at our church and she was a bridesmaid.  And today on my way home from tutoring I get a call from David JDSN and he tells me he is in front of me.  We're both in our cars, btw.  He was on his way home from AMC.

Gosh, I'm having a hard time remembering any quotes... my apologies.  Anything that I remember from the past week I'll be posting them.

I'm getting my dog tomorrow night!!

Monday, June 17, 2002

Looks like this is my first blog entry from my house.  It's so nice to be back home.  The biggest thing I have going for me is not worrying about food.  It's been almost 3 years since I really "lived" at home and having an actual full-course meal cooked for me. 

Let's see.. catching up from last week's entry... Thursday and Friday I was busy with studying for finals.. and then Friday was graduation.  It was boring, as expected.  And on Saturday I went to church and just about everyone I met that day, I was greeted with "congratulations!  Sorry I couldn't make it to your graduation."   Sunday was a typical Sunday.  And now I move from full time student status to part time summer school student and part time journalist/public relations intern for Community Connections Inc.  But until the company's project is near its launch time, when they'll actually need me to take care of press releases and advertising publications, I get to go to long meetings with a team of MBA students and business consultants that talk about stuff that I have absolutely no idea about.

Looks like we're gonna get a dog for our house.  Dad wants to get a guard dog to live in the backyard.  So I've come down to the German Shepherd.  I'm not sure if I'm ready but I don't know if I ever will be, so I'm going to do all the research I can and go for it.  I'm one of those types that don't like to dwell in doubt, or to sit there and delay things for a long time because I feel that "I'm not ready."  I like to tackle a challenge head on and take care of things quickly and swiftly.  To an extent, of course, I don't just walk out to a rainy day without an umbrella or start cooking without the ingredients, everything requires careful preparation.  But usually I could tell whether I'm saying "I'm not ready" because I'm getting wishy-washy and indecisive with something or if I'm really not ready because I need more preparation.  Hopefully we'll have a puppy by this Friday.  We'll see how everything works out. 

I always wanted a really cool looking, medium/large sized, smart, noble dog.  My preferences were Labrador Retriever, Golden Retriever, German Shepherd, and Dalmatian.  None of this small, cutsie business.  I'm not gonna raise no pansy dog.  So with my German Shepherd whenever somone wants to talk about their cute dog I could just tell them oh yeah?  Well my dog could beat up your dog.  Not only that, it's like 200 times smarter too.  And, it's good looking, so it's got a lot more dimensions to it than being just "cute."  Muhahahaha. 

Wednesday, June 12, 2002

Blogging it up 5 hours before my final... any excuse is valid when I'm in intense study mode... but if I were really intenesely studying, I wouldn't be writing in here would I?  So let's change this to - any excuse is valid when I'm SUPPOSED to be in intense study mode.  But it's ok, I'll be ready by 8:00am.  I'll just end up sacrificing my sleep time.  At least there are benefits from sacrificing my sleep, since I'm studying and I do well on a test.  Unlike sacrificing my money to buy boba for my Bible study class.  All I get in return is more whining and complaining about not having boba the next week. 

People who are done are mostly packing up and getting ready to go home.  Some of them are already gone.  And I won't be seeing a whole bunch of them for the rest of my life.  How sad.  But the only path to take is forward.  To meet more people and not see for the rest of my life after a few months/years of knowing them.  Haha, I'm getting a kick out of this graduation depressing talk.  I guess that's what family is for.  Family is pretty much the only set of people that you will always be with. 

It sucks to be alone.  It really does. 

This is a sample of some of the nasty conversations I have with my roommates.  This is from tonight, when John got home from Rite Aid.

JFRO637: hey guess who Dan, Jung and I just saw at Rite Aid?
Super0406: hmm..
Super0406: Sarah McLachlan???  hehehehe jk
JFRO637: no, but close.
JFRO637: Wang Zhi Zhi.
Super0406: hahahahah siiiick!  really?

What was Wang Zhi Zhi was doing in Westwood at Rite Aid?  I have absolutely no idea.  John asked him if he played in the NBA for the Dallas Mavericks and he said yeah.  Then John shook his hand and introduced himself.  So random..

Tuesday, June 11, 2002

Everytime I listen to the song "Hungry" it reminds me of Janet.  We had an inside joke going with that song where she thought the singer was a fob because she misheard the lyrics and we always made fun of her for that.  Speaking of Janet, I was organizing my stuff the other day in my new house and picked up a birthday card she signed along with other people.  So I guess I've kind of been thinking about her recently.  Was it really her time last summer?  I'm sorry, but sometimes I find it a little difficult to believe that it was God's sovereign plan to have that other car crash right into her.  So basically, God didn't have anything planned for her life beyond that point.  Although I've come to accept it, it's something I will never understand.

Sheesh indeed...

Finals week = mucho money spending on food week.  No time to cook = eating out at fast food and Hurry Curry.  The amount of money I spent past 3 days on food almost equals the amount I spent in the entire month of May on food.  So, if I ended up buying boba for my Bible study class on Saturday,  I would have been starving this week.  But not that those boys could really care less about my starving, what's on their mind is that I didn't buy them boba last Saturday, and that in itself is an outrage.  Right???

I did manage to open up about 2 hours of time to play basketball with my roommates.  Dan wasn't feeling well so he sat out for a game, and John and I were in a team with three huge white guys.  John is about an inch taller than me so I was the smallest guy there.  And for some reason I was playing point guard that game.  Me, playing point guard.  Haha.  It was pretty funny, but all I had to do was get it to one of the tall guys in the post and they would just score.  If they were covered pretty well all I had to do was drive a little and shoot and they would get the rebound and put it back in.  So naturally, I had a Jason Kidd-like game, getting about 7 assists, 6 rebounds, and 2 points on like 2-for-10 shooting.  I had a horrendous shooting night, but it was still fun.  Out of 5 games played, I must have shot like less than 10% or something, I blew soooo many easy shots...  oh well.  If you have good teammates, you could afford to play like that and still win.

Quote of the day:

John: Imagine if the three of us had the ability to turn water into wine.  We'd make so much money.
Mike: Yeah, we definitely wouldn't be "wine-ing" about being poor.  (whining)

Sunday, June 9, 2002

Finals week starts tomorrow.  I'm finished on Friday, which is my graduation day.  My roommates are finished on Tuesday.  Which means they're gonna do whatever they want while I'm stuck in a studying zone all week.  They're also planning a Magic Mountain trip on Thursday, I believe.  Which means they are leaving me behind.  But whatever.  I'm not gonna be Mr. Special and demand that they revolve these trips around my free time. 

I can't believe how spoiled the junior highers in my Bible study class are.  Every single stinking Saturday it's come on take us to boba, why are you broke, save up your money, we havne't gone in 3 weeks, blah blah blah blah.  As if I'M the one indebted to THEM for being their tacher and I should be the one grateful for being granted the opportunity to take them out every chance I get.  I decide to sacrifice my gas/bills/food money to do something nice for them and they're complaining about how they don't get treated out every week?   What's with this attitude that they have that I owe them something, it's really getting annoying, I've had to put up with this kind of crap for how many years now, 2-3?  Yeah, you.  I know a lot of you boys from my Bible study class are reading this.  I wish you would have had Yoon Cho as your Bible study teacher for a few years to feel the pain that so many of us older people felt.  One thing I absolutely do NOT tolerate is ingratefulness.  Let me tell this to you now, there's ALWAYS an extremely heavy price for being unappreciative for the things you have.

My voice is very dry and it doesn't seem to have that edginess these days.  Too much singing in one week, especially on consecutive days, is a major reason, since I sing from my throat.  But here's my internal breakdown of this morning's worship.

First, my strings were old so the guitar didn't sound too good.  Old strings and mediocre singing voice made a fairly bad combination.  Being physically and mentally drained from the previous night, along with old strings and dull voice made up for a pretty bad combination.  Finding out 15 minutes before starting your drummer and pianist weren't going to arrive, and then telling the basist, who isn't a natural drummer, to play drums and having to change the set to accomidate the situation where we have an inexperienced drummer, with no bass and no piano, along with fatigue, old strings, and dull voice made up for quite a difficult situation.  And having a major technical difficulty in which feedback forced us to stop the worship, with a depleted band, fatigue, old strings, and dull voice, made up for a rather horrendous situation.  And I was pretty disappointed with myself for letting my attitude get affected by all that... I hope it didn't affect the overall worship itself negatively.. then I didn't do my job the way I should have. 

The feedback has been a consistent problem that's been quite bothersome.  The exact problem is that there are too many microphones set up.  In other words, we have too many singers.  I was never a fan of having a lot of singers in a band.  I'd actually prefer to just have one female vocal in worship, and have the singers just rotate every week.  Then things would be so much easier, I never felt it was necessary to have four singers.  But we'll see how things work out and see if a change is really needed...

Friday, June 7, 2002

Well, I must say it's been a very fun 2-3 weeks of completely slacking off.  The time to pay the price is nearing... starting Sunday night I will be a dead man till Friday morning.  Oh how fate doth mock me so... the balance of disciplinary forces begins to swing drastically away towards my disadvantage...

It didn't even occur to me till a few hours ago that finals week was coming up.  i didn't even realize that Thursday was the last day of regular class ever in my life.  Summer school really isn't reuglar class.. it was a very very strange feeling...

My favorite word when describing very very stupid things:  horrendous.  It's such a fun word to say.

My favorite word when I want to express dislike:  sheesh!  Also very fun to say.

The ultimate combination of words... "Sheesh!  That's horrendous!"   So majestic.. so divine...

A friend told me I have a tendancy to have very low standards on a lot of things or expect very little... well, it keeps me from getting disappointed, if anything.  But at the same time on certain things, like music, I could be picky to the max. 

I really need to write some of the extensive things I want to put in here sometime.  Maybe when I'm not half asleep.  Hopefully by next week I'll make a few comments that I want to make regarding school and life after school and the Bible.

Quote of the day:

Super0406:  u probably play more video games than i do =P
Esther0112: wat??? yeah right!  mr. final fantasy fanatic!
Super0406:  hahaha, final fantasy fanatic.. hey, then that makes u a final fantasy fanatic's friend haha
Esther0112: haha, i'm a ffff
Super0406: and... a pretty girl would be a fine final fantasy fanatic's friend.. hahaha
Super0406: and if she were REALLY pretty, she would be a fabulously fine final fantasy fanatic's friend hahahaha
Esther0112: oh my... haha
Esther0112: hey are you saying that i'm not pretty???
Super0406: siiiick, u know i didn't mean it in that way haha
Esther0112: fine!  i'm a ugly final fantasy fanatic's friend!
Esther0112: so i'd be a ufff  hahaha
Super0406: huh?  are u ok?  did u hurt yourself?  cuz u said "ufff" hahahhaha
Esther0112: ooooh my........

Wednesday, June 6, 2002

To the readers of this blog... I'm really grateful and flattered that you find my thoughts enjoyable.  Thank you for your positive feedbacks and making this a worthwhile project.

Today was my last KCM meeting of my life as a college student.  So many people I will most likely not see for a long time or even for the rest of my life.  So many frienships I wish I could have made.  Or take them to a deeper level than just being acquaintances.  Mom would probably have said something like how it's just a part of life, you'll meet a bunch of people and then you will part from them.  I'm learning to accept it, but it still doesn't take away from the fact that it sucks. 

Maybe it's all the blues that I've been listening to the past 2 weeks that's causing me to be in this kind of mood.  It's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday. 

I'm not a R&B guy but my roommate is listening to Brian McKnight right now.  So I was kind of led to thinking about an R&B song that had some kind of connection with my thoughts.  Whatever happened to Boys 2 Men?  Maybe once they became Men they didn't have a purpose in life anymore so they stopped singing... hahahaha.

The song of the week for this week so far is "Where are You Going" by Dave Matthews.  This one's a keeper, since I'll be playing/singing it to my wife.

Quote of the day:

Super0406: do u know where u are going to transfer to?
Yada715: i sent apps to berkeley, la, occidental, and usc.
Super0406: well.. if u get into any of these schools it won't be by "occident" for sure!


Tuesday, June 5, 2002

Here's a quote from major league baseball player Ricky Henderson, when asked to comment about the allegations made by Ken Caminiti, a former MLB player who stated that at least 50% of baseball players use steroids:

"The (Sports Illustrated) article said 50%.  Well, I'm not one of them.  So that's 49% right there."

This is one reason why I absolutely love sports journalism.  Athletes say some of the most absurd things ever to be uttered out of the human mouth.  Hollywood actors and actresses are on the same boat, but they're not as easily accessible for these kinds of quotes as athletes are.  Sports have people like Mike Tyson, Tonya Harding, OJ Simpson, and the list could go on and on.  Not to take anything away from the good athletes and celebrities, however.  The thing is, you have to wonder how this society works, with the 1% of the population that make up the wealthiest people in the world - mulit-kazillionaires of the entertainment and sports business, pretty much belong in another 1% of the population, that being the dumbest in the world.  But oh the huge irony that is life, I find myself paying my share of money to watch sports games and movies. 

Quotes of the past few days:

Josh: Hey we should go to Quiznos sometime, it's really good.
Mike:  Hmm.. but I'd rather go to Testnos...

Lauren: Yeah, we made enough food to feed you guys for a week.
Dan: Whoa, you guys made so much miso soup!
Mike:  Yeah?  Well that's soup-er!!

There are SOOO many things I said on Monday night at Bonaventure... I can't remember any of it though.. sigh.  I already used the cup-le one in a past entry...

Sunday, June 3, 2002

Sheesh, it's been 6 days since my last update???  What's going on here?

Not that life hasn't been interesting or anything, I guess I've been really active.

Hmm.. so last Wednesday was KCM banquet to honor the seniors.  It was really nice.  It's finally starting to hit me that I'm graduating.. and going through the could have should have stage I guess.  But I don't really have any major regrets, I'm grateful to be where I am now. 

Today was as annoying as any day could get.  The first half, that is.  It all starts with waking up late.  Everything goes wrong if you wake up late for a morning meeting.  I hate responsibility.  Responsibility sucks.  Because responsibility requires that I wake up early.  But the Lakers won.  And everything was ok.  And gospel choir concert turned out excellent.  A whole lot better than what I had expected.  But man, was the first half of this day one of the most annoying times of my life!

Something I've come to realize is that I could make a strong case for dependency being a defining nature of life.  The very essence of life is based on the concept of dependence.  Oxygen, food, water natural forces, the sun, love, the balance of the cosmos, etc.  There are so many things we absolutely need in order to live and survive.  Therefore, I've come to a somewhat shaky but reasonable conclusion about today's (mostly) western culture.  I think there's a slight flaw in the whole attitude of independence and "getting to the top" by yourself because to label dependence as a sign of weakness, to me, is to deny this essence of what makes life what it is, which is one huge dependence on other things besides your own self.  To completely deny man's dependences will only lead to his ultimate demise because he will have denied the very nature of life itself.  Or something like that.  But, this culture undoubtedly has done an excellent job in creating strength in character, encouring people to stay true to themselves and to stay strong to emerge victorious in times of trouble.

I have no idea if any of this made sense and I'm not going to bother double checking... I think I will just leave it as it is and let that last paragraph stay true to its rant-inspired nature.  Plus, I'm really tired.  Sleep is good.  Waking up early is bad!