Spoken

Good Night

I clicked "New Post" at 12:45. Let's see what I can do in 15 minutes.

I'm writing a research paper on the church vs. parachurch and how they both fit, or not fit, together in light of church as a family. What defines the two? Who is responsible for discipline and accountability? Who has the final say? Who has the authority? How do you tithe/give? Missionaries? Legal issues? Loyalty? Time? Fellowship? And the list goes on.

My life is based on a parachurch, namely, CEF. I know people who have strong opinions for and against parachurches. I already have my convictions and the paper will reflect that. By the way, my professor mentioned that apostle Paul and his group was like a church planting parachurch. das wassup. That is what is up.

I love it when it rains.

One more minute left.

I feel like I'm playing taboo.

I want to play chutes and ladders. That was the best board game ever created. Going up. Going down. Like a roller coaster. I like roller coasters because they are so scary. As I go up clunk* clunk* clunk* I go "be scared" "don't be scared" back and forth and the tension is super exciting. gahhh! intense! fire! It also helps to have a good imagination. That's why I love viking (the boat ride that swings back and forth). In fact, I can get the same effect when I'm on a normal swing. You just have to look down while you're falling and then think that you are falling! Mind over matter. Mind over mad hatter. Hats are kinda weird. Especially the sorting wizard hat. I wonder which house the magical sorting hat would put me in. Everyone wants Gryffindor, but I want them all. Slytherclawdorpuff. Or maybe I can rally some people and create my own house and it will be called Narnian. Okay actually that's a boring name for a house. You can't even cheer for that. "Nar-ni-an!" no. Speaking of cheer. Many people need to be cheered. This calls for a cheerio party. The yogurt ones. No milk please. I wish I was lactose tolerant. Tolerance reminds me of Torrance. Tornado. Torpedo. Torso. Torminator. Don't worry, I eat vitamins. Flintstones. I like turtles and Darkwing Duck. In China I ate duck tongue. I felt like I was kissing a duck. It didn't taste very good. Tongue of a duck. That sounds like a bad word. hahahah. You tongue of a duck! das right! That is right! Sometimes you gotta talk gansgta to sound normal. For example, you would not want to say, "Yes, I'm just chilling." No. That sounds like some high class British person living in London who is probably a writer of mystery novels who just got into his king size bed on a cold foggy night. If not, then it must be an ice cube having a conversation with his other ice cube friend in the freezer. See you gotta say it like, "ye, i'm just chillin'." Note the apostrophe that replaces the "g". That's how you be a G dawg. cat. bear. gorilla. donkey kong.

Now it's 1:35! oops I went a little overboard.

Good night world.

Objection

⁹ “As the Father has loved me, so have I loved you. Now remain in my love. ¹⁰ If you keep my commands, you will remain in my love, just as I have kept my Father’s commands and remain in his love. ¹¹ I have told you this so that my joy may be in you and that your joy may be complete. ¹² My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you. ¹³ Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends. ¹⁴ You are my friends if you do what I command. ¹⁵ I no longer call you servants, because a servant does not know his master’s business. Instead, I have called you friends, for everything that I learned from my Father I have made known to you. ¹⁶ You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you so that you might go and bear fruit—fruit that will last—and so that whatever you ask in my name the Father will give you. ¹⁷ This is my command: Love each other.

John 15:9-17

Bump

Driving candid

Brakes landed

Rear ended

Bumpers blended

Fender bended

Unintended

Driver admitted

Numbers submitted

Right handed

Card branded

School attended

Time extended

Quiz aced it

Life like lead

Fleeting like thread

Thank God

I'm not dead

Now looking

Straight ahead

Fly

Y + B

Greek

I just got out from my Greek midterm. It was mega intense. Translating those sentences takes a heavy toll on my brainergy. There's a Greek word that's pronounced "hoti" and it means "that, because, or since." This is how I memorized it, "That one's a hoti because..." heheh. There's another word that's pronounced "apo" and it means "(away) from". So I said, "You broke my heart! 아퍼! Get away from me! haha. Another word is pronounced "ain" and it means "he/she/it was" so I memorized, "yea... she was my 애인..." ㅎㅎㅎㅎ (google actually translates that and this one too ㅋㅋㅋ).

Hm. I think I just wrote a script for a Korean drama in Greek.

I got a lot more mnemonic devices I came up with. Maybe I should write a book on how to memorize Greek vocab. It will have about 100 pages of college ruled paper and an introduction page that says: "Make your own! Be creative! =]" I would totally buy it.

Now I'm cooling down at the library and waiting for my next class. I've got my special spot and I like it. My little cubicle is hidden from all the windows because I'm a child of da....... daylight. It's also towards the middle section of the hall so that whenever I hear someone walking towards my secret bat cave I have time to close my youtube and naruto windows and open up a Word document filled with nonsense and half-finished papers. And if I really want to cover my tracks I open up a book (just off the center of the book so it won't look too perfect) and lay it in front of me. Great success!

But right now I won't be able to hear anyone coming because I have my earphones on, or I should say earphone on since I only have one ear, ya heard. I think earphones are amazingly innovative technology. It's like having sound come out of a peanut! It's crazy I tell ya. I am in awe every time I use one. I mean, nobody can hear what I hear! Secret service up in here. I was listening to Travis Cottrell to get ready to read my theo chapter on the goodness of God, but somehow I ended up bumpin some classic clazziquai. mmm. pleasant. let's be voice friends.

I'm glad I speak English, but I want to learn so many more languages. In the near future there will be these language booths and you go in like the matrix and then automatically learn the language. I call it Rosetta Stone: Reloaded. I wonder what language we will speak in heaven. Telepathy? Sing-talk (like living in a musical)? I grew up thinking that God only spoke Korean. So when I was really serious about praying I would pray in Korean. To this day, there are certain words that I can only say in Korean (as opposed to the direct English translation) that give the full impact of what I mean from the bottom of my sole and soul. "아빠"... that's it... I've forgotten all my Korean. ashamed*

I heard someone put it this way: God speaks to us in the language we know best - our circumstances. If only we would listen and get it the first time when He is speaking His very own Words through the Bible we wouldn't be so lost and so far from His will. "my people are destroyed from lack of knowledge"

I'm hungry now. I haven't had any solid food since I woke up this morning... and I thought I had graduated from college... I gotta eat healthy. Good parking : good shopping :: Good eating : good pooping? In any case, I'm off to the Talon. Curry sandwich. mmm.

Χαίρετε εν Κυρίω πάντοτε!

Melody