good bye.

2008, it's been good.

2009, let's make it even better.


Thorough recap and resolutions to come.

Manly Things: Tackle Football

Some things are just meant to be like Sundays and tackle football.

Today a bunch of my friends gathered together to play our annual game of tackle football. It was a beautiful day and we had a good number of guys come out. It was great game and yours truly was playing pretty well (prob 5 receptions, 3 tackles, 2 sacks). And then the unthinkable happened, we had an injury. On defense two of the guys collided with each other head first; one guy came up holding his head, the other holding his nose. Suddenly blood was spilling out of his hand and down his entire arm. It wasn't just leaking, it was pouring. At first we told him to shove some tissues in, but the blood continue to spill. He began getting faint headed and we realized his nose was probably broken.

That put a bit of a damper on the day. Also, it confirmed my concern for my aging body. No joke, I'm more and more worried about getting hurt each time I do any thing physical whether it's snowboarding, playing tackle football, or just wrestling in the backyard. Guess we're not little boys any more... we're MEN.

New Blog Name?

So, after a couple of years with this blog, I think it's about time to change my blog name. It's not that I don't like the name, it's just that it's too long. And I think I can save 1 second a day by typing a shorter, simpler name. Plus, change is nice every once in a while.

I spent some time thinking about a good blog name, but thus far I've come up empty. Being a man of the people, I wanted to ask for your input. What do you think I should rename this blog to be?

Let me know if you have a good idea. Perhaps, I'll dedicate a post to the winner.

extreme love.

I think I've mentioned this before on this blog or to others, but one of my biggest pet peeves is when people talk during movies. It's just one of those things. If you know what's going to happen, why do you have to ruin it for me? If you don't know what's going to happen, why don't you just find out with the rest of us?

I get peeved at very few things, but this one definitely irritates me a little. I think it's just because I love watching movies. Reminds me of an encounter I once had at the theaters in Philly. It was the beginning of the movie, and a large group of people were talking through the entire thing. Me and my friends were getting a little frustrated so I asked one of the guys in the group to keep it down. I heard him say, "They want us to keep it down." Then I heard the response, "Do they know we're BLACK?!"

Just heard about this incident in Philadelphia where a man was so upset that a family was talking through a movie that he got up and shot the father in the arm. Amazingly, after everyone ran out of the theater, the shooter sat back down and continued to watch the movie until the policemen came and arrested him. (News Story)

Talk about a love for movies.

Lee Family's 21st Century Christmas Card

Recorded in Kansas with the cousins 12/25/08.

Christmas Eve Quandary: Wings or no wings?

They call it last minute shopping, but seriously... who is buying Christmas presents 4 weeks out? This week I did all my shopping and it went rather well, I think I've made some purchases and the Lee Family should be pretty pleased with all their gifts. I've also just learned I probably won't be getting a gift from the 'folks.

My Mom asked me two days ago what I want, to which I respond, "Nothing in particular, I'm pretty flexible." Then she decides to take me shopping to purchase some gifts (aka my gift). Nothing really caught my eye and we returned empty handed. I'm pretty sure that means that I'm not getting anything. Eh, atleast there's always Santa!

Speaking of shopping, this week I've also had to do a lot of last minute grocery shopping for guests and cousins driving in for Christmas Eve dinner. On my list were: water, chips, random food, and KOTEX. Yes, that Kotex. Boys, if you don't know what that is, look it up. If you still don't understand... we can have a long discussion later. Anyways, this is the first time that I've had to shop for womens products. I didn't imagine myself doing this for atleast another decade until I got married, but there I was in the aisle looking at all the different choices and selections. Thin, thick, long, short, wings, no wings. What are the wings for anyways?

Actually I don't want to know. Anyways, thought I'd share. Last minute shopping is wonderful, even if it's for womens products. Have a wonderful Christmas Eve folks!

Final Score

In case you were waiting suspensefully for the final score... we lost Illegal Touching 163.82 - IvyLeague All-Stars 146.03 . Here was my final post on the league board:

Congrats Chaddy on a well-played, well-fought match up.

Although I'm a little disappointing with this final result, I'm pretty happy and proud of my team this year. Most of my stars didn't live up to their potential, but some of my other boys began stepping it up. Props to C.Portis, DeAngelo, Donovan, Robby Bironas and Dallas for helping me grind out some clutch match ups. This was a great season, but me and my boys are going right back into the gym, we're going to work hard during the off season and bring it back harder and stronger next year.

Next year is REDEMPTION YEAR.

Great season boys, it was fun.

fantasy GLORY

Everyone has their vices...

Some people waste away watching anime or youtube clips, others spend all day playing tetris or word scramble online, as for me... I spend hours watching football games for Fantasy Football.

For those of you who are completely ignorant to this wonderful game, here's a brief primer. At the beginning of the season, 7 friends and myself had a fantasy draft where we took turns selecting players who would be a part of our team. Mine was called "Ivy League All-Stars" (only after they vetoed Barack Stars). Anyways, every week you match up with another friends team and accumulate points based on how well your players do. I actually didn't have a great draft and had few true all-stars but my boys were scrappy and we had a great season (7-6).

Then we began the playoffs a couple of weeks ago and I got past the quarterfinals and the semifinals and I'm currently playing for LEAGUE CHAMPION. So, I'm winning the matchup right now, but my opposing team still has a running back and a D/L playing, so chances are looking slim. So, tonight root against Forte and Briggs.


(Click on photo for clarity)


Sure I spend quite a bit of time watching football and changing my team, but it's all worth it. To be LEAGUE CHAMPION.

wedding surprise boogie

My brother showed me this clip, I thought it was HILARIOUS and AWESOME. Kind of makes me excited for my wedding one day. My wife and I are going to get our groove on.

Until then, I'm looking forward to the weddings that are beginning to happen now with people my age.

hanging loose

Today, Eddie and I went boarding at Snowcreek and we had a blast. As I was up there getting bumps and bruises while carving down the slopes, I began thinking, who came up with this crazy idea anyways? I got it, let's strap a piece of plastic to our feet and see how quickly we can move down the slope!

Anyways, being on the slopes, I became amazed by how skillful people are on snow. We saw people flying 15 feet in the air, doing 360 turns, and tail grabs. As for myself, I was excited to carve down the black diamond in one piece. Let me tell you that there are few things as beautiful and therapeutic as carving down an empty mountain lit by the moonlight and stars.

In case you just look at pictures instead of reading, here's the drawing again with notes.

One day soon, it'll be me up there hanging loose. Until then, I'm going to rest my old, aching body.

next steven spielberg?

So, have you ever noticed that it can be really awkward hearing your voice on tape or watching yourself on video? I always watch myself and ask, "Do I really sound like that?" "That's how I look?" It's bizarre, this weird dynamic between self-perception and reality.

Anyways, the reason I bring this is up is because we have a new video announcing the KASCON23 Foundations Video Contest!


If you're interested please check out the website www.kascon.com or send me an email/comment. Please forward this on to any friends of yours who enjoy making films/videos.

spin suicide.

For some reason, whenever I come back home for break I always end up doing a ton of exercise. Maybe it's cause I have so much time, maybe it's cause there's not much to do in Kansas. Regardless, today my brother thought it'd be fun for us try out the spin class. I figured why not. Get some good cardio in and have some fun.

I had absolutely NO idea what was in store for me. What ensued was 1 hour of pushing my body to the complete limit. I guess that's what happen when they turn down the lights, begin the pump-up music and a random woman in the front begins screaming at you to "crank it up!" "We're going up a hill, a steep, steep hill!" "Lance Armstrong is in sight!"

It was spin suicide, but when I was done I felt this overwhelming sense of accomplishment. I sat there aching, drenched with sweat and a puddle of sweat under me, but I felt like a champion.

People seemed to like my earlier drawings so I thought I'd do some more paint practice. Let me tell you, not that easy without a mouse.

No place like... KANSAS!

So glad to be home.




Chilling with the family for the night, but more posts to come.

nightmare.

Have you ever taken an exam where halfway through you want to tear it up and run out of the room?

Yah, that was me 30 mins ago. I think I was just schooled by an exam. Hardcore. Like to the point that every question could have been written in another language...

It's moments like these that I'm so thankful for God. I know I gave tried my best and he's got me covered, even if I fail this course.

"Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding, in all your ways acknowledge him and he will make your paths straight. " - Prov 3:5-6

D-DAY.

Only two exams stand in my way of freedom today. It's been tough grinding it out this week in the libraries and study rooms as the numbers dwindle each day. You build a strong kinship with others also suffering late into the finals period.

I also have begun to grow slight resentment towards those playing and resting at home right now -- and I don't feel bad at all for saying it. I hope that those of you that are free, are really enjoying it and rocking out hard for the rest of us. As for myself, I'll be joining you in less than 20 hours.

Until then, let's git 'er done.

The Essence of College Life

Sent to me by a friend, I thought this captures college life so well.

http://hellofabest45.hyperphp.com/


Home is SO close, let's finish strong folks!

Sunny :D! Semester Recap

I seriously HEART these kids so much. It's been an amazing semester and a true privilege serving as their fg servant.


Let's run after God with all of our hearts and have a blast doing it.


May those who delight in my vindication shout for joy and gladness; may they always say, "The LORD be exalted, who delights in the well-being of his servant." Psalm 35:27

wiki, wiki, WHAT would i do...

without WIKIPEDIA?

Seriously, what was life like without Wikipedia? I should remember considering it began in 2001 and started being commonly used in last couple of years. (BTW, I used Wikipedia'd "Wikipedia" for that info).

It's amazing. I remember being in elementary school and using these archaic books they called "encyclopedias." Oh, how things have changed. Now Wikipedia is a verb and a common educational tool. Sometimes I feel like I learn more from Wikipedia sites than from my professors' lecture slides.

And oh the joys of Wikipedia. SO much useless, yet fascinating information at the tip of your finger tips. If you're bored for an hour, search a random topic and follow the Rabbit Hole. You can be reading the different Islands of Hawaii one minute and then learning about Harold Koh, the Dean of Yale Law School the next.

8:45 Heaven

An amazing song by Tiger JK of Drunken Tiger, a Korean rap group. He wrote the song about his grandmother who raised him as a child, and died at 8:45. Most of it is in Korean, but I think the message is universal.




DRUNKEN TIGER 7TH ALBUM MV
8:45 Heaven

Lyric
[VERSE 1]
I should've done better when you were here
I should've told you when you could hear
that morning which had no difference
I already felt by the ring which woke me up
it's too late to put back the time
One last cry. oh please god try
please don't let her die on me I know it's a lie
I told you to wait for me to make you happy
you told me that you'll wait till I rise to the top
please endure it bit more, don't leave this world
God please pretend as you've never saw it just for once
it must be a mistake, god is not also perfect
he's trying to take the most precious thing in the world

[CHORUS]
8:45 you're going up to heaven, the peaceful world where only virtue exists
8:45 you're going up to heaven, if you can hear me..know that I love you
8:45 you're going up to heaven, the peaceful world where only virtue exists
8:45 you're going up to heaven, if you can hear me..know that I love you

[VERSE 2]
Holding your speachless hand..I just yell out that you might hear if do so..
please wake up, open your eyes
One last cry Let me say good bye
please don't let her die on I know it's a lie
even the world hates me I'm your best
no matter what people say you never blamed me the question less love..
that's the thing like God which makes miracle, the perfect, perfect beauty after God
The most beautifulist thing in the world
the most precious thing in the universe my love

[CHORUS]
8:45 you're going up to heaven, the peaceful world where only virtue exists
8:45 you're going up to heaven, if you can hear me..know that I love you
8:45 you're going up to heaven, the peaceful world where only virtue exists
8:45 you're going up to heaven, if you can hear me..know that I love you

[VERSE 3]
where did you go whithout your last goodbyes
My heart is filled with pain
Tho I drive 'em out with a deep sigh
Only pain remains
I see nothing in this empty world
But I try to smile
You might be sad if you see me so sad
I promise you I'd never ever forget you
I'mma let go of your hand

some perspective for the holiday season.

Sometimes we all need to take a 40 min break from studying. Sometimes we all need to take a step away for the difficulties/stresses of our own lives and take a look at the lives of others around us.

Secret Millionaire
I just watched this episode and it brought me to tears. It's amazing to see how those with barely anything at all can give with such open hearts, yet so many of us that have so much, fail to give much at all. Hopefully this will offer some perspective during this finals and holiday season.


God blesses those who serve the hungry, poor and afflicted.
Is. 58:10. "And if you give yourself to the hungry, and satisfy the desire of the afflicted, then your light will rise in darkness, and your gloom will become like midday. And the LORD will continually guide you, and satisfy your desire in scorched places, and give strength to your bones; and you will be like a watered garden, and like a spring of water whose waters do not fail."

laughing is theraputic.

I found this quite funny after hours of studying.


Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net

i love the inventor of utensils.

My life is full of embarrassing, interesting, and awkward moments. But I'm a strong believer that these moments just make life that much more interesting.

Today I arrived at Biomed Library after buying a meatball and rice plate at a food truck. I got settled in and then prepared to eat quickly before writing my paper when I realized that I hadn't been given an eating utensil. No fork, no spoon, not even a knife. It was quite a predicament, I wasn't sure what to do. I didn't want to leave the library because it was cold out and I had just begun to get in the zone. So I went on a search throughout the library for utensils. I went into the librarian lounge, the security room, random other rooms... and there were no utensils to be found.

So, what did I do? After strongly considering just eating the meal with my hands. (This is perfectly normal in many cultures by the way). I decided to be resourceful and used the cap of my Powerade bottle as a spoon/shovel to eat my meal. It worked decently well. Now some of you may be thinking, "Jason, why didn't you just walk 5 minutes back to the food truck or houston to get a utensil." I believe that this episode is a demonstration of my HARDCORE-ness (or my laziness).

Makes me really appreciate the simple pleasures in life, like sporks.

so unmotivated right now.

I am INCREDIBLY unmotivated right now... so much so that I don't even want to write a real blog post. I promise, there are better posts to come.

But I have decided that I'm going to be INCREDIBLY hardcore beginning Tuesday. And for those of you who know me, you know that I have what it takes to be HARDCORE.

I was the hardcore frosh that would find a desk in the corner of the library, shut off my phone, hide all references to time and work until I was kicked out. I was the hardcore sophomore that would sit with noise-canceling earphones in a room full of people chilling and continue to study while shooting quick glances at those disrupting my hardcoreness. I was the hardcore junior that was living in Huntsman cranking out cover letters and resumes.

Now I'm the unmotivated Senior... but I know deep down inside there is an ounce of hardcore left. I just have to find it on Tuesday.. as for tonight, tonight is MAN-Night. A night of meat, movies, and manly things.

so what, i'm skinny.

Let me begin by saying that I love the fact that God created us as unique individuals special in our own particular ways. I think this is the reason that I have always been comfortable with myself through all of my growing pains, bad skin, and awkward stages.

This is also the reason that I've never particularly cared too much when people call me "too skinny" or tell me "you have to gain weight." Quite frankly, I don't dwell on such comments because I believe that God made me exactly the way I am: skinny.

That said, I believe that it is really important that we take care of our bodies. And recently that has become something I'm more concerned with because I realized how poorly/insufficiently I eat sometimes. So a couple weeks ago I made a conscious effort to eat more during regular hours, and a miraculous thing began happening: I started gaining weight. Interestingly enough, my fat didn't go to my lanky arms or face; instead it ALL went directly to my stomach. It's what someone once referred to as my "Little Jimmy." (See exhibit A)

This brought me to my second revelation that I can no longer solely rely on my fast metabolism instead I have to actively exercise. So, I began going to the gym with some of my friends and a miraculous thing happened: I began to enjoy it. After a couple weeks, "Little Jimmy" disappeared and what I like to call "Little Jasons" began appearing. (See exhibit B)




Who knows, maybe one day my Little Jasons won't be so little. Regardless, I'm really enjoying being healthy, fit and skinny. Hopefully this post will encourage you to appreciate how God made you too: special.

Ultimate Study Distraction.

Sometimes there's nothing better than a nice study break to cap off a couple hours of solid studying. I often spend study breaks chatting, blogging, or reading news articles. Today a friend of mine introduced me to a great Study break: typeracer.com

You can practice or race others typing. I found that I was mediocre at it averaging around 72 WPM with 97% accuracy. If you need a study break, go for it. Try to beat my score. But proceed with caution, it can be a bit addicting.

my love-hate relationship with flying.

After an excruciating 11 hour journey, I have finally arrived in Philadelphia.

I think I've written about this before, but I tend to have the worse luck in the world involving flights and airports. I've had luggage lost, I've slept a night in Raleigh, I've been on a plane where over 20 people have puked, the list goes on. Today wasn't so bad but what should have taken about 5 hours took 11 hours. Needless to say it was not fun, and layovers are what I HATE about flying.

There was some silver lining though. While I was waiting in Kansas for my delayed flight I randomly ran into an old friend from middle school and high school that I hadn't seen in years. It was bizarre, first our eyes met and there was a twinge of familiarity but I couldn't place it. Then I doubled back to confirm it was my friend before approaching her. It was a risky move because I was only 50% sure it was her, and also she has a twin sister, decreasing my odds of being right at 25%. But sure enough it was her and we had a great talk for an hour before our flights.

Then, in Milwaukee, I ended up being delayed another 3 hours or so. I joined several others sprawled on the floor near the outlets and began watching some episodes of "Friday Night Lights" to pass the time. Several episodes and a terrible reheated airport pizza later it was time to board. Everyone gathered their stuff and began boarding the plane, but I noticed that a neighbor who had been waiting next to me had fallen asleep. There was a chance that he was waiting for another flight, but I figured I should wake him just in case. He bolted up and we were the last to board the plane. He thanked me several times, apparently if he missed this flight he would be missing several Law School exams. I told him to pass on the favor (pay it forward style).

This is why I LOVE flying; I love running into old friends and also feeling a deep sense of camaraderie with others who are similarly suffering from delays. Moral of the story? There is always some silver-lining.

Black Friday.

Every year follow Thanksgiving there is a great American Holiday, "Black Friday." It's the busiest shopping day of the year and kicks off Christmas shopping season. The term "Black Friday" was coined in Philadelphia in reference to the terrible pollution of that day.

This morning I experienced "Black Friday" for the first time. And I can understand why they really call it "Black Friday." Picture this: the store is full of hundreds of people, lines wrapping around the store and grumpy employees. The perfect way to begin the holiday season.

On a more serious note, I just learned that an employee died this morning at Walmart. He was trampled under the feet of stampeding shoppers. Unfortunately, this event is appropriate commentary on our society and consumerism. Sometimes it seems as though we get so caught up on what WE want and what WE need that we are blinded to the needs or well-being of others.

Let's try to remember what's important this Holiday Season.

Light of the World - GCC Overflow

the thought of thanksgiving...

makes my stomach rumble,
it sure isn't a time to grumble...

i'll play a round with the lee men,
and just call up some good ole' friends...

watch some football on the tube,
and just eat some delicious food...

the thought of thanksgiving makes me smile,
i'm off to kansas to rest a while.

:)

thankful.

In light of Thanksgiving I began creating a list of things I'm thankful for... then I realized how tremendously blessed I am.


God is good.

absolute hilarity: my challenge to you.

Sometimes during some of my classes, I like to take my laptop to take notes and also occasionally check my email and other sites during slow moments. Yes, it's not a good habit but it definitely helps me make it through some very dry lectures.

Today I briefly opened my laptop during Chinese class to look up some Chinese translations. While doing so, I happened upon a friend's blog and began reading an article which I found HILARIOUS. Soon, I found myself giggling like crazy. I tried as hard as I could to restrain myself, but I began shaking and tearing. I could only stop when I bit my lip and closed the blog. It was quite bad, luckily my professor didn't seem to notice.

Below is said article. If you can, don't read it now. I challenge you to read it during class and see if you can not laugh. Or atleast, try not to laugh at all while reading it. If you succeed... you either have amazing self-control or you have no sense of humor.


--

Below is the complete email conversation that Adelaide man David Thorne claims he had with a utility company chasing payment of an overdue bill.

From: Jane Gilles
Date: Wednesday 8 Oct 2008 12.19pm
To: David Thorne
Subject: Overdue account

Dear David,
Our records indicate that your account is overdue by the amount of $233.95. If you have already made this payment please contact us within the next 7 days to confirm payment has been applied to your account and is no longer outstanding.

Yours sincerely, Jane Gilles


From: David Thorne
Date: Wednesday 8 Oct 2008 12.37pm
To: Jane Gilles
Subject: Re: Overdue account

Dear Jane,
I do not have any money so am sending you this drawing I did of a spider instead. I value the drawing at $233.95 so trust that this settles the matter.

Regards, David.




From: Jane Gilles
Date: Thursday 9 Oct 2008 10.07am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Overdue account

Dear David,
Thankyou for contacting us. Unfortunately we are unable to accept drawings as payment and your account remains in arrears of $233.95. Please contact us within the next 7 days to confirm payment has been applied to your account and is no longer outstanding.

Yours sincerely, Jane Gilles


From: David Thorne
Date: Thursday 9 Oct 2008 10.32am
To: Jane Gilles
Subject: Re: Overdue account

Dear Jane,
Can I have my drawing of a spider back then please.

Regards, David.


From: Jane Gilles
Date: Thursday 9 Oct 2008 11.42am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Overdue account

Dear David,
You emailed the drawing to me. Do you want me to email it back to you?

Yours sincerely, Jane Gilles


From: David Thorne
Date: Thursday 9 Oct 2008 11.56am
To: Jane Gilles
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Overdue account

Dear Jane,

Yes please.

Regards, David.


From: Jane Gilles
Date: Thursday 9 Oct 2008 12.14pm
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Overdue account

Attached




From: David Thorne
Date: Friday 10 Oct 2008 09.22am
To: Jane Gilles
Subject: Whose spider is that?

Dear Jane, Are you sure this drawing of a spider is the one I sent you? This spider only has seven legs and I do not feel I would have made such an elementary mistake when I drew it.

Regards, David.


From: Jane Gilles
Date: Friday 10 Oct 2008 11.03am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Whose spider is that?

Dear David, Yes it is the same drawing. I copied and pasted it from the email you sent me on the 8th. David your account is still overdue by the amount of $233.95. Please make this payment as soon as possible.

Yours sincerely, Jane Gilles


From: David Thorne
Date: Friday 10 Oct 2008 11.05am
To: Jane Gilles
Subject: Automated Out of Office Response

Thankyou for contacting me. I am currently away on leave, traveling through time and will be returning last week.

Regards, David.


From: David Thorne
Date: Friday 10 Oct 2008 11.08am
To: Jane Gilles
Subject: Re: Re: Whose spider is that?

Hello, I am back and have read through your emails and accept that despite missing a leg, that drawing of a spider may indeed be the one I sent you. I realise with hindsight that it is possible you rejected the drawing of a spider due to this obvious limb ommission but did not point it out in an effort to avoid hurting my feelings. As such, I am sending you a revised drawing with the correct number of legs as full payment for any amount outstanding. I trust this will bring the matter to a conclusion.

Regards, David.




From: Jane Gilles
Date: Monday 13 Oct 2008 2.51pm
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Whose spider is that?

Dear David, As I have stated, we do not accept drawings in lei of money for accounts outstanding. We accept cheque, bank cheque, money order or cash. Please make a payment this week to avoid incurring any additional fees.

Yours sincerely, Jane Gilles


From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 13 Oct 2008 3.17pm
To: Jane Gilles
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Whose spider is that?

I understand and will definately make a payment this week if I remember. As you have not accepted my second drawing as payment, please return the drawing to me as soon as possible. It was silly of me to assume I could provide you with something of completely no value whatsoever, waste your time and then attach such a large amount to it.

Regards, David.


From: Jane Gilles
Date: Tuesday 14 Oct 2008 11.18am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Whose spider is that?

Attached

you can tell alot about someone...

...by what kind of cupcake they are.

Apparently I'm a Copacabana! Cupcake.

Borrowed this from a friend (thanks Nancy). Found it interesting, you can tell me if you think this is an accurate description. But try it for yourself, I'd love to hear what kind of cupcake you are. Forget the myers-briggs, take the cupcake test!

The Dozen Cupcakes Quiz

Copacabana! Cupcake "Pineapple vanilla cake, mango buttercream, rolled in coconut and topped with a pineapple wedge. always in fashion!" You are the life of the party, the belle of the ball... the frosting on the cupcake! You love to party, to socialize, and you are not afraid to make your own fun. People are drawn to your amiable nature and sense of humor, and you have never been known to badmouth a friend because you like everybody. The epitome of an optimist, you keep spirits up in dark times and your smile is infectious.

Fun quizzes, surveys & blog quizzes by

boys rule and girls drool.

You may remember a from last December titled "a war has begun" - in that post I described being the victim of an elaborate prank pulled by the '09 sisters of GCC. After which, I stated, "Justice will be served."

Well, after much waiting and planning... it has. We struck on Friday during the '09 sisters sleepover. In anticipation of the night we bought 12 cheap alarm clocks. We set them at random times through the morning (beginning around 4am) and placed our photos inside them as well. Then we strategically hid them throughout the room so that they would be woken but wouldn't be able to find the source of the alarms. Our hiding places included ceiling vents, toilet bowls, oven panels, ac units, etc.

It was a great success and yet again proves that boys rule and girls drool.



'09 girls, consider yourselves served.

life lessons from disney

A couple days ago during Chinese class we each gave an oral presentation on our favorite movie. I of course, shared about American History X (just one of many favorites). One of the other students began sharing about his favorite movie "Beauty and Beast."

As he was sharing about the plot, I began thinking to myself, "Yah, that was a great movie." I had watched it and several other Disney movies as a child and I really enjoyed them. The more I thought about it, the more I realized how deep of an impact Disney movies had on my life and my perspective.

Take Beauty and the Beast for instance, I learned from the antagonist Gaston that looks and physical strength are not terribly important. Probably the reason that I've never been much of a gym rat, weight-lifter.

From Aladdin, I learned that even a street rat can win over the heart of a beautiful princess (in my opinion, the MOST beautiful).

Lion King? Importance of friendship.
Mulan? Perseverance and hard-work.

There are SO many more... I miss the old Disney classics.

in case you missed it: KASCON23 promo video

So many of you have seen this already and many of you have already given me grief about it, but in case you haven't seen it... here is the KASCON23 Promo Video - "Launch Crisis"



Yes, that's me... as JACK BAE - the Korean American, butt-kicking, launch crisis-solving agent of CTU (reference of 24's Jack Bauer). The only reason I share that is because my parents' response to this video was classic:

"Bruce Lee!!!" - Mamma Lee
"Looks like we have new James Bond and Tom Cruise..." - Papa Lee

My parents are pretty hip, cool and usually in the know, but I don't think they've ever seen an episode of 24 before. Anyways, I'm a programming manager for KASCON23 @ Penn this spring, it's developing into an awesome conference that Korean Americans don't want to miss.

www.kascon.com

senior revelation

Today I received a sign-on check in the mail from Bain and I had a revelation. This money is going into MY bank account. It is out of this bank account that I can fully sustain my life. Making me financially independent from my parents. Here was the real takeaway: I'm getting old and I'm ACTUALLY going to be entering into the real world next year.

For some of you, this is no big deal.. you've been financially independent for years and have been paying your own way through college. And I commend you. Since I was young, however, my parents always encouraged me to study instead of working.

I guess I'm beginning to realize that this is the beginning of the end for me. Wow, that sounds a little depressing. Let's end with a grand finale, shall we?

pondering serious questions: hair length

Now that I have successfully obtained a job and have decided what I want to do with my life in the near future, I find that I have much more time to ponder the more serious questions of life like: How do they get those wooden ships into those bottles? How many licks does it take to get to the center of a tootsie pop? Should I grow my hair out or not?

Recently, I had a lengthy conversation about this last question with a good friend of mine. She strongly urged me to grow it out, but oddly enough, that made me want to cut it more. She insisted that it doesn't look good, but I insisted that I really don't care what people think. I figure that this might be the last opportunity I have to grow out my hair before I become another suit in corporate America. Anyway, just something that crossed my mind; feel free to share your opinion.

I realize this post is not substantive nor deep nor eloquent; but give me a break, I'm trying to ease my way back into the blogosphere. I promise many more compelling and thought-provoking posts to come.

hope prevailed.

Tonight is a historic day that will forever be marked in the history books of our children and the generations to come. Tonight an African-American man was elected the President of the United States of America. President Barack Obama, it's music to my ears.

I spent some time looking through my past posts regarding Obama and one post in particular struck me the hardest. It was from my final day on the campaign in New Hampshire summer of '07.

It really reminds me of the audacity of hope. Tonight, hope prevailed.

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dare to hope.

Today’s my final day in the office. So I’m finally taking the time to sit down, look around and take it all in. It’s the pillars in the office that strike me the most. All of the pillars throughout the office are covered with signatures of the community leaders, staff workers, interns and local volunteers who have spent countless hours working for the cause, the cause that is boldly painted on walls “hope.action.change. Obama ‘08.”

People continue to ask me as I leave, “What did you learn from your time here?” and I’ve been pretty stumped. Sure there are the obvious things: I learned how campaigns worked, I learned how to work 12 hour days, I learned how to communicate my opinion on difficult issues and I learned the importance of civic duty. But those were implicit lessons that I knew I’d learn when I flew out to Manchester. What did I really learn on this campaign?

As cliché as it sounds now, I learned about the Audacity of Hope. In our imperfect world full of imperfect people there is a necessity for hope, a desire and belief of something better. I don’t think that we can live in this world without hope: whether it is hope in the goodness of people, hope in a better tomorrow or hope in God. Unfortunately, these days people are disillusioned by hope. They are afraid to hope because they are afraid of being let down or being wrong, and that fear is paralyzing.

It’s here on the Obama campaign that I once again discovered the audacity of hope. I’ll be honest, before I joined the campaign I was a cynic. I supported Obama but couldn’t bring myself to believe that he could win. I couldn’t bring myself to put my hope in him. But here in Manchester I met thousands of people who had put their hope in Obama, everyone from the staff worker waking up at dawn to assemble the press clips to the single mother who had shown up with her child to volunteer for the campaign. It was remarkable and it challenged me to hope once again. And it was hope that sustained me through the 12 hour days, it was hope that helped me survive the sweltering nights on the couch and it is hope that allows me to believe that Barack Obama can and will be sworn in as President on January 20, 2009.

I double-dog dare you to HOPE.

pandora is my study buddy.

I used to believe that the internet was the bane of my academic existence. YouTube, Facebook, chatting and blogging epitomize countless squandered hours.

Recently, I've come to the realization that Pandora goes against that trend. I love Pandora. Somehow I feel like it just knows me and what I want to hear. And I particularly love Pandora when I study.

For those who like studying with instrumental piano try "Jim Brickman." Also, for those who just want to rock out to the best Pandora channel ever try "Viva La Vida - Coldplay."

So for those who have been nagging me about not blogging... I'm back. And more precious hours will be squandered in the name of blogging.

first day of school.

finshed.


One down, only a couple hundred left... in my life.

Senior Year on the Horizon

I'll be flying back to school tomorrow for my Senior year of college, frightening isn't it? How time passes so quickly? I thought I'd make the most of my last day at home by riding my bike to the local pool, taking a dip and reflecting on the three years that have passed and the final year on the horizon. Here are a couple of goals I have in mind:

1. Quality time with Quality People.
My last year with some dear friends. I want to make sure I really take the time to love people.

2. Serve with a thankful heart.
God calls us to serve and love him with all our heart. I think there are unlimited opportunities to do God's work during our college years.

3. Have fun, be joyful.
Much of my earlier years of college were spent stressing, worrying and being "too busy;" I want to make sure I savor the precious time I have remaining and have a blast doing it.

growing up as a PK

Many of you probably know that both of my parents are professors which makes me a "PK," a professor's kid. My life has been pretty interesting growing up with two parents as professors. From a very early age people would call the house asking for "Dr. Lee" I would subsequently ask them "which one?"

People always seem pretty impressed by their subject-matter too. My Dad teaches Pharmacy; perks being that he deals with a lot of lab rats so we always had free hamster cages/food. Mamma Lee teach Computer Science; perks being that she knows a lot about computers, downside being that she knows A LOT about computers. She even has a facebook account, a MSN/GChat SN, and is probably reading this post now ( hi mom!).

Today I spent some time at my Dad's lab and had a chance to speak briefly with some of his students. It's really interesting hearing from students talk about your parents/their professors. Consensus is that my Dad is a hard-worker and good professor (not too scary either). And apparently Mamma Lee is pretty well-known on campus for being a challenging teacher with high expectations that you learn a lot from (also, students know they can reach her by email/chat at 1am in the morning).

I think I've got some pretty great parents who I respect and admire a lot; I just wish Mamma Lee would stop poking me on facebook.

important life lessons.

This morning I woke up to an empty house really itching for some eggs, so I went down to make some and I got owned. I'd say I learned some pretty important life lessons:

1. Don't pour too much oil onto the frying pan, it jumps.

2. Don't make eggs without a shirt on, it stings.

3. Don't keep an egg on the pan for too long, it burns.


If at first you don't succeed, fry fry again.

making melodies with the lee family.

As a child, I used to love it when my parents came back from trips because they always brought me gifts. This time around, I figured I'd bring some gifts back from Korea. In addition to some Korean movies and eye cream I brought a NRB/Karaoke machine.

At first my Dad was dubious and questioned my purchase. But once we opened the box and plugged in the mics... the good times began. My Dad especially liked the machine. We spent several hours singing ABBA and the Beatles. Once I got tired my Dad continued singing old Korean songs.

So if you're looking for a good time come party at the Lee home.

finally, home sweet home.

"You are now puking at an altitude of 40,000 feet." You may or may not this about me, but I'm slightly prone to motion sickness; I can't really do repetitive spinning motions at amusement parks. My flight back to Korea was like one of those rides x5. The ride was so rough there were moments I considered whether I'd survive the flight. After about 20 mins of that it finally calmed down, and then there was a rush for the bathrooms. No joke, there was a like of like 20 people at each bathroom. Mostly people who had puked already or looked like they were going to puke. I waited until the line was gone and went into the bathroom as a precaution, and sure enough all of Korean Air provided meals came out just as fast as it had came in.

I look forward to a night of restful sleep in my bed. There's no place like Kansas, home.

going to America.

Today.


Farewell, Korea.

lotteworld: a lesson on perspective

Today I went with a couple of friends to Lotteworld (imagine Korea's Disney World) and I had a blast. It's funny because I went to Lotteworld often as a kid and I always loved it. It just seemed so... BIG. There was a ride called the "Viking" which was a big wooden ship that sailed through the air back and forth in the sky. Another called "Gyro Drop" which slowly lifted you into the heavens before dropping you hundreds of feet to the ground.

I rode those rides again today and it's funny how things seem so different. Everything was not quite as large as I remembered. It kind of reminded me about the importance of perspective in life.

When I was in high school SATs were huge to me. I felt like my score on the SAT would dictate the success of the rest of my life. And I studied for and worried about that score in a way that reflected this perception. Now I look back at that time and chuckle; it's funny how a number I barely recollect now could have meant so much to me then. Unfortunately, there is a version of this story that I can tell for almost every period in my life; some how there always seems to be something of utmost importance that will dictate the rest of my life: college admissions, finals, on-campus recruiting... the list goes on.

As this new school year begins, I plan on taking some time to remember what is really important to me and reestablish some perspective on life. I encourage you to do the same.

the bane of my existence: mosquitoes

I hate mosquitoes. If there is one thing I hate in this world, it is mosquitoes. I can live with spiders and flies, alligators and sharks, bears and tigers, but I hate mosquitoes.

During the 13 days that I've been in Korea I've been bitten 31 times. No joke, they love me. Even when everyone else doesn't seem to be bothered by them, I some how end up with a ton of bites. The problem is there's no stopping them.


Which begs the question, why on earth did God create mosquitoes?

After seriously pondering this question for a couple days I had an insight: to teach us discipline.



There few things in life more challenging than resisting the itch of a mosquito bite.

climbing the mountain of life.

Sorry for the recent lack of posts. I've been in GwangJu (smaller city in the south) for the weekend and haven't had too much time to update.

Yesterday I got my butt kicked by a mountain, my Uncle and my asthma. I've learned that here in Korea people like to climb mountains (not rock-climb, mountain-climb.. subtle difference). Anyways, this is a particularly popular hobby among adults and old folks. Yesterday my Uncle proposed that he and I go climb a mountain behind their apartment. He said it pretty nonchalantly so I figured what the heck, I'm pretty sure I can keep up with this 50 year old.

What I didn't realize is how serious Koreans are about mountain climbing. We got the hats on, the towel, the climbing sticks, the boots... everything. We began climbing, and didn't stop until about an hour later when we were at the top. I was tired and exhausted, but at the top was the most amazing view of the city. Certainly well worth it.

During the climb (as I was frantically chasing my Uncle up the hill), I had a lot of time to think: and I realized that climbing a mountain is a lot like life...


Insights are often more meaningful when uncovered by oneself; think about it.

have you ever wondered...

what it'd be like to have hundreds of fish nibbling on your feet?

Not something I put much thought into until right before I stuck my feet in the water. Today a friend and I went to a book and spa cafe where you can read books and, that's right, get a "pedicure" from fish who supposedly eat all the dead skin off your feet.

The friend I went with was petrified, so being the man of course I stick my feet in first. And it was the most bizarre feeling in the world, yet TREMENDOUSLY ticklish. I started giggling like a little boy. Then when she stuck her feet in she started squealing and almost began crying. I'm sure we were a sight to see. Anyways this went on for a good 15 minutes. If you are ever in Korea I definitely recommend it.

(By the way, those are not my feet)

just do it: crash and burn.

I've never been one to randomly solicit numbers or dates. It's just one of those things that I'm not likely to do because I need to know the girl decently well if I'm planning on spending money on her not just be impressed by her looks.

I share this because today I went to COEX (a huge mall in Korea) with some friends from GCC and played some Jenga at a Board Game Cafe (yes, there is such a thing). Of course, I thought it'd be a great idea to have some kind of punishment for losing and I suggested that the loser has to solicit a number from a stranger (of the opposite gender). The first game I was victorious and escaped the punishment, but the second game I think my nerves got to me and I ended up losing.

Of course, this was followed by all of us walking around looking for someone I needed to ask. Finally, there was this pretty girl in her mid/early twenties waiting for her order. We collectively decided that she was a good choice. And I made my move.

I wouldn't necessarily say that I'm smooth at this kind of maneuver but couple my lack of experience with my horribly apparent English accent and my chances were not looking so good. But true to my word I did it. "Excuse me miss, I'm sorry to bother you but you're really pretty. I was wondering if I could have your number." (It translates a little better in Korea). Then followed the crashing and burning. She put her hand to her mouth, shook her hand no and bowed slightly.

Sure I was rejected, but I think it was character building. Sometimes in life you have to just do it.

random notes from korea.

1. I love watching the Olympics in Korea. For several reasons... one being that there's only an hour difference from Beijing. So I don't have to stay up in the wee hours of the night to cheer on the Olympians. Also, Koreans have a lot of spirit and fight. As a Korean American I cheer for both America and Korea, but it's always a little more exciting with the Korean team because they have so many fewer chances to medal so when they do, they go crazy.

2. Sesame Street is solid. I've had to watch a lot of Sesame Street these past couple days on account of my cousin and I have to admit that I'm rather impressed. The songs are really well made and also they do some pretty good parodies. I'm pretty sure I just watched an Elmo rap mimicking Vanilla Ice/MC Hammer. "It's Elmo Time!"

3. Korea is hot, humid and polluted. Deadly combo.

fam-time.

Growing up I was never fortunate enough to have a large family around me. It was always me, Eddie and my parents... everyone else was in Korea.

Now that I'm in Korea I can spend some quality fam-time. For the past couple days I've been on a roadtrip with my cousin, her husband, and my 1.5 year-old nephew! It was really fun playing Uncle Jason ("Sam-Chun") the whole way. We spent 7 hours in traffic singing Korean baby songs and the ABC's, it was awesome.

Being Sam-Chun is awesome because I can play with him and feed him food, yet I don't have to get up at 4 in the morning to put him back to sleep. Now that's what I call quality fam-time.

I sure hope my wife wants a lot of kids.

finally.

After several hours, 4 movies on the plane, 2 delicious Korean Air meals and a short drive... I've arrived.

Now I just have to get over this jetlag and I'll be able to really enjoy Korea.

the motherland.

In less than 12 hours I'll be on a flight to Korea; a very far away place, the motherland, and the home of my ancestors. What do I love about Korea?

My extended family (especially playing with my new baby nephew!)
Cheap Korean BBQ (Kalbi, SamGyubSal)
Sappy Korean Movies/Dramas
Watching Starcraft on TV/Playing in PC rooms/Arcades
Pottbingsu
Meeting up/playing with friends (email/msg if you want to hang)


KOREA, here I come.

home sweet home.

The recipe to rejuvenation:

-1 day of sleeping in
-1 meal of mamma lee's home-cooked food
-2 trips to the neighborhood pool
-1 meal of Korean BBQ
-1 round of golf
-1 night with hometown friends

Feeling pretty rested already.

getting old.

As if working in NYC hasn't made me feel old enough already, recently I've learned that my friend is engaged to be married this summer! Crazy right?

I'm so happy for him. But it's also kind of surreal. He was a very good friend of mine beginning in middle school and I used to go over to his home almost everyday. We would blow up GI Joes with fireworks and make mini-ramps to jump off with our skates. And now he's getting married.

Crazy how life works. I don't know if I want to grow up, but it looks like I have no choice in the matter.

sad day for the world.

I just learned that Randy Pausch the "Last Lecture" professor who I wrote about in my blog last December passed away today.

Pausch inspired me in many ways. Not only was his story and his lecture remarkable, but I was touched by the reaction of a good friend of mine. After reading about Pausch on my blog, she approached me and felt that it was really important for us to write him to offer our prayers and also share about Jesus.

So, we wrote him a letter together and also sent him a bible. I'm not sure what ever came of that, but I'll definitely be keeping his family in my prayers.

If you haven't seen his "Last Lecture" it's definitely worthwhile. Sometimes we all need some perspective in our lives.

what's in a name?

I read on CNN today that apparently some parents in New Zealand named their daughter: "Talula Does the Hula From Hawaii." Luckily a judge is allowing this poor 9 year old with terrible parents to rename herself.

This article got me thinking. Names are really important. It's funny how we begin identifying with our names and people become their names. Like when you hear people say, "You're definitely a (insert name here)."

It made me think about my name. I really like my name, which I share with a Greek Hero and a Hollywood Killer. To think though, I could have very easily been an "Oscar." That's right, my father is a big fan of films and seriously considered naming me after that little gold statue. Could you see me as an Oscar? I'm not sure I can.

Now I've got a friend trying to think of an American name for herself. I can't imagine renaming myself, but it could definitely be a lot of fun.

-Oscar Does the Swing Dance from Kansas
(http://www.cnn.com/2008/WORLD/asiapcf/07/24/odd.names/index.html)

my kryptonite.

Every superhero in history has a weakness. Superman has Kryptonite. Batman has bats. Spiderman has venom. Professor X has stairs. (ok, that last one was a little bit mean).

Well, my kryptonite is MILK. Dairy-products in general to be more specific. For those of you wondering whether I'm implying that I am a superhero, I am (don't tell anyone).



This condition of lactose-intolerance began my Freshman year in college and grew increasingly worse. To the point that a glass of milk would have me running for the restroom within 15 minutes (you don't want to know). Since then I have had to be more careful about my eating habits. Usually I'll still eat things like pizza, sandwiches with cheese, ice cream, and just suffer through the pain. But I haven't had a glass of milk for years.

Finally, I have found a cure to my kryptonite: Lactaid pills. They're like miracle pills. Sure people have been suggesting that I use them for years, but the first time I tried it years ago it didn't seem to work. But recently I decided to test it again with a FULL glass of milk, and nothing happened. NOTHING!

(I did not receive any payment for this endorsement of Lactaid pills. Although, maybe I should.)

the tale of two lives.

So one may be lead to believe that the NYC intern life is one of luxury and baller-dom (yes, I coined that myself), but unfortunately this isn't completely true (maybe 1/4th true).

It's true, as a consultant there are several perks that I've enjoyed. For example this week: I traveled to Las Vegas, I saw "KA - Cirque Du Soleil" and I had a meal with my case team of 4 that cost us $1,100 (uh yah, we went through 5 different sets of silverware).


BUT before you begin envying me and extrapolating these experience over my entire summer, let me tell you about how I spend the other 3 weeks in that month: I share a one bedroom apartment with 2 other boys, we only use the A/C in 30 minute intervals and for guest, and I eat cup ramyun (noodles) every other night for dinner [retail value per cup: $.66]

Balling, right? Kind of. Welcome to my life.

oxygen masks, PLEASE.

A couple posts ago I raved about how much I enjoy my flights, especially on JetBlue. But let me tell you, my flight back from Vegas to NYC was not so enjoyable. Not because JetBlue was unsatisfactory in any way, but because one of the other passengers on the plane.

Two hours into the flight I began smelling this terrible odor, only to realize someone near me had farted. I tried to ignore it and continued to watch my TV. About 20 mins later, the same odor suffocated my space. I feel like the odor of a fart is like 5x worse in a plane because one's personal space is so confined and the air already seems rather stale. This time I looked around to identify the perpetrator, but then didn't do anything futher.

THEN, honest to God, it happened again about 20 mins later! I began to suspect it was the woman NEXT to me. She kept on shifting bizarrely in her seat, but she also was pretending to sleep. But goodness gracious, she just couldn't hold it in. This continued for the REST OF THE 6 HOUR FLIGHT.

What does one do in a situation like this? "Excuse me miss, can you please stop passing gas. It smells terrible." I considered it in my mind, but decided to tough it out passive-aggressively.

SIN CITY.

Before I left for Vegas I joked with a bunch of my friends and on this blog about how I was heading to "Sin City." What I've come to realize in the last two days is that this place truly is Sin City.

The Home-Wrecker
When I first arrived at my hotel, I was taking the elevator up to my hotel room and a couple of relatively attractive middle-aged women entered with me. I stood in the corner as they continued their conversation. And as I was standing innocently in the corner, one of the woman began speaking about how she has been "visiting" a man on Tues/Weds when his wife is at work. Yah, I was shocked. She pretty much admitted to commitng adultery and being a home-wrecker, and the most surprising part was how nonchalantly she said it. Maybe I'm just really naive but it never really occured to me that someone could treat their marriage so flippantly.

The Drunkard
Between a couple of the meetings yesterday, I took a break by going down to the casino floor (just to watch, of course). As spent some time watching the blackjack table rooting on some young guys who seemed to be doing rather poorly. A little bit later a group of young men passed by with their suitcases, presumably traveling to the airport. One of them was particularly drunk (at 3pm in the afternoon), and his friends kept pulling him along. But finally he broke from them saying, "I'm going to do it." He joined the table and dropped $500 on the table, "What the Hell, I'm going to put it all on one hand." He held with a 17 and the dealer went over. The man went crazy, he won another $500 and as he left the table shoving the chips into his pocket he screamed at the table, "Remember me! Remember me when I'm getting my divorce!" I'm not quite sure I knew what he meant.

The realization I've come to is that the characters of Vegas are representative of the city itself. On the outside, it's all glitz and glitter. Bright lights and tall buildings. Nice suits, thick wallets. High heels, short skirts. But on the inside, everything is wasting away because they are going ALL IN on the treasures of this world (pleasure, success, fortune). Unfortunately for them, when they cash out, these "worldly treasures" are meaningless.

it is now safe to move around the world.

So this summer I'll had a couple of opportunities to travel. A couple times to Boston, once to Tampa Bay, and today I'm flying out to Vegas. That's right "SIN CITY." Unfortunately, I'm too young to take part in most of the sinning that occurs there (I'm talking about the casinos people, get your minds out of the gutter).

Anyways, traveling alot has exposed me to a lot of different flights and hotels. So this summer I have discovered the joy that is JetBlue. For those of you still not in the know, JetBlue is a fairly new airline which has a TV screen and several channels for EVERY seat. It's ok to be amazed, I was at first too. But this new development has changed my flight experience completely. One flight I didn't want to get off the plane because an episode of ABDC was just ending and I wanted to find out who was being voted off.

In addition to developing preferences for particular airlines (I also strongly endorse Midwest, btw) I am beginning to get used to paying the small amount for extra room, showing up at the airport only 20 mins before my flight, and not checking any bags. I guess I truly am becoming a consultant.

Anyways, I take off in about 3 hours. Hopefully I don't get stuck next to a snorer.

livin' on a prayer.

This summer interning in NYC has come with several unexpected perks: boat cruises, weekend retreat to New Port, trips to musicals.. but tonight certainly sits close to the top of the list: Bon Jovi Concert.


That's right tonight I went to a Bon Jovi Concert in Madison Square Garden . Double whammy. It was an amazing night not only hearing Bon Jovi and All American Rejects (openers) but also just being in the Garden, such a historic place. But I really enjoyed it.

Those guys are pretty old by now, but they still know how to rock out. Their set went for almost a good 3 hours. They had several great songs: Living on A Prayer, Wanted, It's My Life, but my favorite was "Hallelujah." Although it turns out the song is not really "Christian" and the band may or may not be Catholic, it's quite amazing to be in an area full of thousands of people singing "Hallelujah." Maybe just a tiny glimpse of heaven.

day of THRIFTING.

Let me begin by saying that I have done a rather poor job of updating my blog this summer. This is mostly due to being tired after work, laziness, and terrible television. But recently we've been having trouble with our cable.. so maybe you can expect to see some more posts.

Today was a day for THRIFTING. It's actually quite a fun activity to partake in. I've dabbled with it in the past but today I went with my roommate who I would say is an expert. There were several objectives I had in mind: 1) find a tie clip 2) find some cheap dress shirts 3) find a nice vest. I accomplished two out of three today!

I was a little dissapointed after visiting an antique flea market because I couldn't find a nice tie clip I liked, mostly because they were closing up. But we went to a goodwill and found a really nice J.Crew shirt and vest, for the grand total of... $18. Whoohoo!

While some of you may be a bit skeptical about thrifting, goodwills and flea markets.. but as a poor college student interning in NYC, I'm certainly not complaining.

AND.. on the way back we visited a J.Crew just for kicks and I got a tie that is normally $49.50 for $7.00.

sorry it's been a while...

I've been too busy living it up in the city.

So, tonight I just got back from a Yankee's game. That was awesome, courtesy of the firm. What else have I done this summer?

-Listened to the NY Philharmonic in central park with fireworks after

-Went to the driving range at Chelsea Piers

-Saw Rent and In the Heights, both amazing musicals

-Gotten lost in NYC

-Traveled to Tampa Bay for work

Preview of things to come: Bon Jovi Concert at Madison Square Garden, Boat Cruise, Las Vegas Trip, movie in the park, Brooklyn Bridge, and much, MUCH MORE!

magical day.

Today was a MAGICAL day.

It began with me waking up SUPER early and heading over to Harvard yard to watch 2008 Commencement for Eddie. They really know how to throw grand ceremonies at Harvard. It was extra special for me because I got to spend the day with my brother and my beaming parents. They were really proud. After a day full of festivies I headed back to work.

After work we headed to Fenway Park. THE Fenway park, with the GREEN WALL, home of the beloved Red Sox. We watched the Red Sox and Rays game. And guess what, in the first inning there was an all out BRAWL.


Today was a day for the storybooks.

THE LIFE (of a consultant)

So now I have spent 2 official days as a consultant. Let me qualify that, I have completed 2 days of training.

But already I've definitely experienced many of the perks of "the life" as a consultant. I've traveled to Boston, I've spent a night as a preferred guest in a hotel in a King size bed, I've received a nice laptop, finally, I've also received my own BlackBerry.

Tonight was a lot of fun. I went through a day of general training and then the intern class went to an amazing place called "Sebastians Interactive Kitchen." An amazing kitchen/restaurant where the interns worked together to create a three course meal and enjoy it together. (think "Hitch") It was delicious.

So this post is definitely the happy sugar-coated one in which I have experienced all the perks of consulting and none of the drawbacks. But for now, I'm really loving the life.

summer in the city.

Yesterday I arrived in the big city. That's right: the BIG APPLE, Manhattan, Gotham, "the city" (from Sex and the City), New York City. I've decided that I can't let this summer in the city go to waste, so I'm beginning to accumulate a list of things I MUST DO before leaving:

1. Run through Central Park
I live only like 5 blocks from Central Park, so it would be terrible if I didn't take a jog through the park at least once. Most of you know that I'm not a runner, but I figure I have to do it. There is a running scene in just about every movie filmed in NYC.

2. Get Lost in NYC
With my directional sense, this won't be difficult at all.

3. Walk across the Brooklyn Bridge
This just seems like a cool thing to do. I've heard that it's really nice at night, as long as I don't get mugged.

4. Go to Ellis Island
It's such a historic place, I think that a trip to the island would be well worth it.

5. Watch a Musical
M... I'm thinking like Lion King, Rent, Phantom, Mama Mia.


Feel free to offer more suggestions. In the mean time, I have to get ready for work, TOMORROW!

dear class of '08.

You will be dearly missed.

Happy Graduation!

to the best mom ever...

Even though we can't be there in person to hug you, nothing can keep us from saying that we love you. Thanks for being there for us always!


Happy Mother's Day!

With all our Love,
Eddie and Jason.

Special day.

Happy 22nd birthday Hyung!



Thanks for all the laughs, the good times, and all the memories. My life would REALLY not be the same without you. Let's make the next 20 years as good as these past 20!



love,
Jason

Boys Don't Cry

I know during Grad Night '08 I said that, "Men don't cry." I was quickly corrected by Matt Pan who told me, "Jason, boys don't cry... real men cry."


For some reason watching this clip made me tear up like crazy. It's called "Touching Them All" and it aired on Sportscenter today.

I guess I'm a real man.

HEY day.

So, this Tuesday we celebrated Hey Day. For the non-Penn students, Hey Day is a time-honored tradition begun in 1916 that celebrates the becoming of Seniors. This basically means, that it's a day where Juniors wear Red Shirts and parade through the campus as Seniors pour as much food and foul material on the Juniors as possible. Let me tell you, it was a BLAST. Here are some photos:

BEFORE


AFTER

It's amazing how loved you can feel when you're covered with fish sauce, mustard, syrup and some unknown substances (prob better not to know). Thank you class of '08.

Dear class of '10: Prepare to be loved/demolished. You don't even know.

O-Family @ FM!

I freakin' love these kids.

Overflow - "HIStory"

Full Measure Concert
Saturday 7pm @ Cathedral
Guest performance by Overflow

say hello to my lady: Taylor

People have continued to ask me who my lady friend is... so I want to introduce you to my girlfriend Taylor. Her full name is Taylor 314ce.

So the truth is I DON'T have a girlfriend, sorry to disappoint! I figured it was an appropriate time to play a little belated April Fools Joke. I must say that the reactions were quite funny. There was a big discrepancy between male/female responses... most girls were shocked by the news (not a good sign I think) and later just really angry when they found out the truth. Most of the boys seemed to realize that Taylor wasn't a girl, but rather a guitar.


Some of my favorite responses (just a heads up, some of them are rather inappropriate):

"there will be times where you don't feel like being with her. and there will be times when you don't want to keep trying to build the relationship. but eventually you will come to understand more and become intimate. just take care of her and see her and communicate with her as many times as you can everyday." -JP

"i'm swearing off suite boys' notes FOREVER. never again." -J.Lee (frosh)

"Yo she isn't that nice right now, you have to keep using her and then she will break in nicely." -Shin

"hey how is g-string, does it fit on really tight on the perfect lady,
or is it sorta saggy? hey if you need any g-strings, i think you can get them at the store near here at penn, i wonder why guys always shop there and not girls, i saw albert kong go there recently to get a G-string for his perfect lady too!" -Caleb

"CONGRATULATIONS! Haha~! Man, I sometimes sit in my room and I can hear her sing beautiful songs, hitting those notes clearly and fully, down the hall in your room. She's got a great voice! Man, I remember running into her when I went shopping earlier in the school year but she said I was too cheap for me when I tried to ask her out. Haha~! How embarrassing, right? But it's okay now though, I found the one for me too and she's also pretty awesome! Haha. Anyways, we should do a double date sometime, yeah? I don't think our girls know each other yet~" -Hyun

"i need to get one for myself, hyun just left me his to use in my free time, but im too much for her and shes breaking down." -Kenny

"who is this 'special lady'?" -Mamma Lee

my special lady.

So... I know that a lot of rumors have been circulating recently regarding me and a certain special lady. I wanted to finally nip this rumor in the bud: IT'S TRUE, there is a new lady in my life, and she is PERFECT.

This may come as a shock to some of you, but it's something that I've thought about for at least a couple months now and we finally decided to go for it on Saturday. Thanks to all those who have been really supportive and insightful throughout this entire process, I really appreciate.

Feel free to drop by some time and I'll introduce you to her.