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Goodness Gracious, Grateful For No Fire
To complete the cheesy title and make it a little more grammatically correct--His goodness, grace, makes me grateful for no hellfire.
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Suffering Suck-Attacks
First of all, wow, it's been a while! Surprise, surprise. As always, be cautioned that this is a very long read. I really don't expect anyone to read this in light of that.
Second, notice the date in relation to the subject.
[Edit: it was the 7th when I began writing this]Now, I begin this entry with a poem I wrote in very different times, yet ( Read more... ) -
Saved and a Haircut, True Bits
Friends, I've been baptized in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit.
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"Who"
A poem I did in middle school. Oh, how things have changed! And a little note... I don't know why those two stanzas in the middle are bold and a different color. Unintentional.
Robert
Short, Asian, odd, fun
Brother of John and Jina
Lover of drawing, writing, and playing
Who feels happy, fun, and short
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Thank Godness, Not Just Goodness
It's gone by really fast, and I have a feeling this last month is gonna go by even faster. My time in Korea is now 2/3 up. It should go quick for a couple reasons:
-I'm in Kwangju again, which is in the southwestern corner of Korea--contrary to what I might have written previously--and then i'm off to my dad's hometown of Goheung tomorrow for the ( Read more... ) -
Fishing for Compliments Part II
At this moment, I realized I needed to succeed. I needed to at least catch a fish, and it had to be the big. Not some wimpy little anchovie. it needed to be a fish that would make my dad say he was proud. The words that every son longs to hear from the man who gave him physical life. One of the greatest affirmations of love for a son from his ( Read more... ) -
The Parable of the Young Olympian
There once was a young man who wanted dearly to run the 100m race in the Olympics for his country. Seeing as he had little previous experience, he hired a former Olympian runner as a coach that trained him very briefly when he was young and that he deeply respected ( Read more... ) -
Fishing For Compliments (Pt. I of II)
Moving images of G.I. Joes, the angelic woman, and The Dark Knight abruptly halted as I opened my eyes. Instantly, my sight was drowned with a pale blue penetrating the heavy glass that, partnered with the stiff humidity, kept the space in the room very busy. It took me a prolonged moment amidst the persistent, movie-perfect rooster crows to ( Read more... ) -
This isn't quite a blog entry, but it's got pikchas!
In lieu of some of the Korean I've been learning lately, I decided to exercise one of the terms (albeit one I was already pretty familiar with) in a fun little blog about my time so far here in 한국 (Korea). It's been quite nice here, but, as expected, there are a few things that could be better. But being the optimist, I am, I will find the good in ( Read more... ) -
Love Amongst the Sopranos, My Baritones
I gaze deeply into those familiar earthen brown eyes, evenly gazing back at me. These same eyes that, just a few minutes ago, were on the verge of tears in taking in the dramatic 4th season finale of "The Sopranos." Had it not been for my roommate/best friend beside me, or the proud fact that I've only shed tears in 2 movies* (and 1 TV show--which ( Read more... )