The Dark Side

...is here o_O

Birthday Olds and Youngs

An account of my general confundledness that comes from being at an age and phase of life that sits on the cusp of being quite old (compared to school-aged kids) and quite young (compared to work-aged folks):

Youth:
Roy: "Hey, let's all guess how old T. is."
Karen: "30! 29!"
Abe: "20! 25!"
Joanna: "I looked it up on Facebook, she's 23!"
Isaac: "You cheater!"
Sarah: "T. emo, you're so young!"
Me: "I'm like twice your age!"

Sayings Old:
JY- "You're old!...you don't look old, but you are."
JY's correction: "I said you were OLDER not Old."
Jenny- "you old fut"
Jill and Vicki: "You're old like us now!"

Sayings Young:
Donna: "Ok you are not old."
Carma: "You're just a baby!"
Isaac: "Oh my gosh! I'm ten years older than you!"
Christy: "Oh my gosh (laughs) oh my gosh... oh my gosh."

Enjoys Evening Walks on the Beach in the Deserted Neighborhood

There's just something very refreshing and invigorating about taking a walk outside in the cool, crisp night air. Maybe it's just the shock your body gets the moment it steps into the non-75 degree Farenheit regulated atmosphere and non-fake yellow unnatural lighting. There's something very comforting about the quietness plus the gentle overlay of chirping crickets, about the dark black blanket of a sky (or dark purple if you're in the thick of the city), and the relief of being able to stroll around without actually having to go anywhere.

It reminds of back in college, walking through the empty West Lot between Next and Simmons, by myself, at 2am, having finished a pset and journeying back to my bed. Sometimes I thought it'd be nice to just hang out there a little longer... if it weren't a dark parking lot where some rich dude shot himself. Do I miss school NO.

Perhaps I should do this more often.

Donna: So you play games that require thinking?
Me: Yes, there are games that require more than just going like this (moves thumbs up and down)
Donna: Oh, so you go like this too? (moves thumbs sideways)

JChan's Tufts Statement

There are a great many reasons why I aspire to become an integral part of your prestigious institution. In particular, there are three primary reasons as to why I should be accepted to the Tufts Medical Center with the intention of studying the prevention, treatment, and recovery of ailments particular to the Chinese. First of all, I strongly support the idea of free, high quality health care available to all citizens of our great nation, an ideal widely advocated by the self-proclaimed physician himself, Mao Zedong. Tufts Medical Center, also known in my culture as "The People's Medical Center", surely is the springboard towards replicating the
fine healing institutions in China. The second reason is a logical step towards maintaining the highest efficiency, and therefore highest effectivity, of the care I can provide. It is intuitively obvious that I should specialize in the mode of medicine that can treat the greatest number of patients possible, so serving specifically the Chinese people makes the most sense, as I have opened myself to the largest population of the world with over 1 billion clients. Finally, my third reason accounts for the most important aspect of my life: my life itself. As I am Chinese, it would be most beneficial to have the capability to heal myself of any dire physical condition. After all, I cannot heal others when I myself am dead.

Please take into careful consideration these three supporting arguments and I am confident you will agree that accepting me into Tufts is a just plain smart thing to do.

Saisuke is going to be my friend.

Today: Bible study
Tomorrow: Youth Bible study
Sunday: Youth service, worship service
Monday: Labor Day outing
Tuesday: YA Sister's Rally
Wednesday: Youth practice (probably)
Thursday: Prayer meeting
Friday: Bible study
Saturday: Youth Bible study
Sunday: Youth service, worship service

dot dot dot

yarrrr! Must stock up on sleep tonight so that I can fight off sleepiness this week. Like a pirate.

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REGARDING DRAMA AND LIFE.

I should really correct myself. Spiritual battles (internal ones) should not be considered "drama".

Life and Drama. Drama and Life.

I have this urge to call up Donna and just say "OMG DONNA there is so much drama going on right now you wouldn't believe whatttt" and, "if this keeps up I won't have to watch reality TV anymore!" but I wouldn't want to because she'll think I'm not taking it seriously. Then I would learn that I should actually be presenting this to Christy instead and BOY this gets confusing!

... I think I should stop laughing now. But no really. what.

Even though I have admitted to being excited about the small group change I'll admit that it's easy for me- I get to be with new people, albeit people I already know, and get to shake things up a bit. I don't think it's as easy for others. I wonder if I shall have the opportunity to confront Donna about this, particularly the bombshell aspect of it. By the way, she abruptly and perhaps even inadvertently announced that many more people other than ourselves would be meeting Diana... at our house. Bombs away!!