I took my last final ever at Berkeley right now. It was a very anti-climactic feeling.

I also received something that I don't deserve. I don't know what to do about it because it feels like I'm wearing a lie.

In sheer delirium, Sewon and I traipsed all over the Bay area in search for the prettiest flowers.

It was surreal watching Judy and Slum walk across the stage.

I had a good time catching up with Brian, one of my favorite little people in the entire world. =]

Judy's reception at King Yen was the perfect way to end the long day. Danny's surprise treat at Fentons'. David's sleaziness. Everyone giving me lip about my previous blog entry on pimply backs. Getting the crap scared out of me in the car.

Re-watching an old episode of Sang-Doo and crying again.

Saturday: Carolina time. =] Costco is a representation of the real world. The random 4 East freeway. Reacquainting ourselves with Great Khan. Ice cream cones and cookies. Welcome Julie Oh. =] Dinner at Jong Ga Jib. The nice waiter man who gave us extra noodles at my request. Talking about the real world vs. Ficb world. It's scary to realize that my growing and self-discovery process is not over yet.

Laker game 6. Watching with girls is so much better. Characterizing the players and no one agreeing with me. Susan's Shaq impersonation. Esther's blueberry cheesecakes. Buffalo wings and West Coast pizza. Diet Coke. A sad loss for the Spurs. Tony Parker looks like Elijah Wood. Movie time with Julie and Esther. Dong Gam with Kim Ha Neul and Yoo Ji Tae. I love Yoo Ji Tae when he smiles. The good background music. Talking about pimples, graduations, and life in general.

Sunday: Last nursery for a while. Sydney is so cute with her corndog arms and pale white skin in the creases of her fat. Hayley's cuteness while still being so sad. Winston making us late and his roundabout shortcut to church. Kukje market and bi-bi-bik. Shopping for more flowers. Doing something that I vowed I'd never do again. Seeing Andy as he was walking down Piedmont and thrusting Jane's graduation gift to him. Making Sharon turn back. Sigh. Andy's reception. Ester's melodious voice. Alex tuning out on me before I got to finish my explanation of baklava. The cute Chon family with especially cute parents.

"And what do we find in the Bible?"
"Jesus!"-Madison.

I decided that I need a husband with pimples on his back. Not so much that when I run my fingers down his back, all I feel are variegated bumps, but enough so that his back is nicely speckled with them. Then I can pop them to my heart's content. I like popping pimples. It's like bubble wrap. I like to pop bubble wrap. It makes me happy.

I had faith even when everyone said he was weak and too inconsistent a player.
Derek Fisher makes me so happy. =]

How appropriate would foam hands have been tonight?? Drat.


My venting homie: le francais est un langue romantique

Hahaha. What a way to get the ladies.

Calvin and Hobbes is so great. =]

It's ironic that one of the few people who truly know what I'm feeling these days happen to be halfway around the world.

It's late. My heart is heavy, and my body, exhausted.

I had a good talk with a friend today. It's ironic because this friend is going through some of the very same questions and struggles that I myself went through earlier this semester and throughout the year. I wish we could have experienced some of this together, because I know we could have helped one another to be strong. I was struck again by how my life is riddled with so much irony. But I pray that whatever may happen will not result in the same hurt and distress that I had to endure.


"God grant me the serenity
To accept the things I cannot change;
Courage to change the things I can;
And the wisdom to know the difference.
Living one day at a time;
Enjoying one moment at a time;
Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace;
Taking as He did this sinful world as it is,
Not as I would have it;
Trusting that He will make all things right
If I surrender to His will;
That I may be reasonably happy in this life
And supremely happy with Him Forever in the next."
-Reinhold Neibuhr.

I like the acoustic guitar.

Blogger just changed everything with "a new look, new features, new templates, and that new Blogger smell." I'm sad. I never even adequately learned how to operate the first one, and this one suddenly appears out of nowhere.


"And you can open it and stuff." I need to learn to be more articulate. This reminds me of another insightful comment I made about children actors: "But as they get littler and littler, they get smarter and smarter." I disgust myself sometimes.


At the EM bbq, I witnessed the best moment between Pastor Eugene, Hailey, and Nicole. It made me so happy I openly kept staring while trying to inconspicuously take pictures of them. I really hope no one noticed.


Eating watermelon makes me happy.

Eating such bad fatty foods my heart literally aches. This is what Roy's heart must feel like all the time. =[

One of the longest days ever, but filled with beautiful weather. Finding the best baby card and the cutest baby blanket. 4th street is my new haven. It's funny how things work out, no matter how much try to plan and anticipate beforehand. That's always a pleasant surprise.

I had a very lengthy 3 hour talk with Andy tonight. It was long, but it was for the first time since this past semester began. It felt so good to lay everything out in the open as it should be and to be honest with each other. Andy Chon and I seriously have the worst communication with one another. Ironic, because he knows the way I think and behave and I, sometimes him. Yet everything always works out in the end and for that, I am very thankful.

Have you ever been so frustrated that you can't just help but cry? Why must people think so negatively of you without first finding out the truth?

preppykc: hey i have a question to ask you
preppykc: why do you front like you never have any idea what's goin on?
preppykc: hahah
preppykc: you're much more insightful than you give yourself credit

You bastard. I take it back.

I appreciate people who keep it real. Thanks Kevin. =]

I absolutely adore my small group girls and the time that we've spent together. No one really knows how difficult and draining this semester has been for me, but it honestly all fades away every Thursday night when we meet together. How are you supposed to say goodbye to something like this? It seems impossible.


On a lighter note, I discovered another characteristic that my future hubby will have. Yes, you read that right. I refuse to budge on this one.

A yellow rose. Making Victor be my photographer. I didn't realize how much I'm going to miss all "my boys." Damn. It really is the end.


John's own "Rock Climber." Thanks for buying it for me. =]

A nice man let me cut in front of him while in line at Costco. He was wearing one of the fattest gold chains I've ever seen.


I made the mistake of telling Sewon and Kristy one of my most traumatizing childhood experiences. It's something that's scarred me for life and all they did was laugh at me. That made me very sad.

Why are guys such selfish dicks? Is this an innate trait that every guy is born with? Or is this something that is learned in conjunction with his secondary education? How to be a Dick 101.

I impart my words of wisdom:
Guys, if you like the girl, treat her with the same care and respect you would treat your mother.
Girls, no matter how rosy the world may be looking at the moment, everything in this world is temporary. Listen to your friends and family.




.:Let's press on, live simply, love God, and love others. Everything else will come. No worries, girl. Thanks for the update:.

I've been spending more time talking with my sister these days. That's always a good thing.

KSA culture show with PK and Ken Oak. Pat bing soo party at my place and watching Ken's band pore over one extra-large bowl of bing soo. Stefon Taylor is one of the nicest people I've ever met.