Skhizein

Skhizein (Jérémy Clapin,2008) from Bertie on Vimeo.

This is good. It's about a man who has to live 91 centimetres from himself. That's right, I spelt it British style again.

Avatar

I watched Avatar in 3D.

meh~

but I did watch it with So Young! and she liked it. :D

Bunch of weird MASSIVELY TALL, YUGGS-LIKE blue people. James Cameron spends too much time on the advancement of movie technology so he puts the character development and stuff aside. It's a shame but the graphics were good. There was one or two moments when I thought the movie ended and I thought, "that is the worst movie ending ever."

Some scenes were epic and I got goosebumps but other then that, meh~

Would I recommend it? go watch it, ya little kids! but know, that the storyline comes nowhere near the awesomeness of Titanic. Just go inside thinking that this movie is gonna suck. Then you might have a good time sitting there for three hours.

For me, it unintentionally got hyped up in my brain. shame I say. shame.

Jersey Shore Nickname Generator

I found out about a show called Jersey Shore on the Tonight Show with Conan O' Brien and there is a jersey shore nickname generator online. I typed in Richard Chung and it came out, "Sausage Party." I don't know why.

Warring at the Library with My Pegassus 9000

Nerf Wars at the library with my new baby. The Pegassus 9000.

I Lose At Everything

I lose even at studying. I studied two hours and went in the calculus exam fully confident. 30 minutes later, I was sitting in my seat in utter horror as I realized that I couldn't answer 40% of the exam. I stayed in the room for 60 minutes. I spent the last 20 minutes just counting how many problems I couldn't answer and hoping that I could survive the class. I left with another hour left in class because I knew I couldn't do anything.

I'm done but this is the worst feeling in the world. I went in fully confident and thinking that I'd be out in 30 minutes with a decent test score but I failed. I am depressed and I don't want to talk to anybody. DON'T TALK TO ME! NOOOO! DON'T STARE AT ME! ugh. Don't call me. I'll call you if I feel like chilling with you or remember you. If I don't call you, just assume that I don't remember you. Don't get butt-hurt. hohohoh. Now, no one will feel offended because nobody wants to be labeled butt-hurt. Jigguhz. I am sad.

God is good. All the time. Even when I feel lower than the scum on the poop on the feet of a pig.

Studying, Gaming, and Doing Nothing

You don't have to read this. This is another depressing post by a bitter old man. I just need to vent a bit. I want to depress a random person that might chance upon this blog.

I realized that I'd rather be angry than bored. I could stand not ever winning a game in DOTA, munchkins, and even life, but I cannot stand doing nothing and being bored. "Chilling" in a sense. And I realized, if I am willing to be extremely furious and let a stupid game ruin my day over doing nothing and feeling boredom, how much do I really hate "chilling". A freakin lot. This paragraph is for Simon who loves wasting his life "chilling". GAGAGAGAGAGA.

Anywho, what I also found out was that I like studying more than being angry. Because studying gives me a sense of constantly winning. Because when I study, I learn stuff. Not only do I learn stuff I get better grades. So when I study, I win. I don't even let the slight physical pain of head aches and sores bother me. I play to win. Not to have fun. Fun = Winning. Unless I really don't care about the sport. Like Turkey Bowl. I just wanted to go home. GAGAGAGAGAGAGA. I just have no pride in anything except Jesus. I'm sorry. No. That's not true. I'm proud of a bunch of other useless things.

Anywho, another post by your dearest Bitter Old Man. I need a friend who can give up their entire social agenda to be with me. In other words, a girlfriend. But not a girl. and I don't want to get intimate with them so it's ok. I'm not breaking any rules.

Now I have to get back to studying. I'm excited!

I'm Becoming A Bitter Old Man

In a conversation I had with Simon, I realized that I was become a bitter old man. I hate everybody around me. I'm becoming more and more loose with my tongue and I DESPISE people. They are so annoying. The ones that aren't annoying are the ones that I don't know.

PostScript. I also found out that if a girl or boy "accidentally" curses because they are shocked or randomly scared around church people, then it is HIGHLY likely, that they curse in their everyday life. No one just says, "OH SH--" around church people without including the word "sh--" in their everyday vocabulary. Alas, another sign of my bitter-old-man-ness coming out.

PostPostScript. I'm becoming less and less Christian but it's because I'm bitter at the way the world runs. I'm bitter that God loves us so much that he can see past our utter stupidities and love us and send his son to die for us. I can kind of understand what Jonah felt now when he REALLY wanted the Ninevites to die.

God is good to me. All the time. Even when I'm a bitter prick. God, allow this bitterness in my heart to lift and allow me to enjoy the good things you have brought to my life. Mainly the fact that you died for me.

PostPostPostScript. I kind of stopped caring now without really stopping the caring.

Kick-*** Clip of Big Daddy and Hit-Girl

This movie looks so FUN!!! I'm so excited to watch it! I LOVE NICHOLAS CAGE!!!

Opprobrium

Jesus The-Messiah Christ was disgraced in the eyes of men. So why is it that we, who live in a culture where disgrace is nasty, still worship him? We don't think that people are cool if they get whipped. We don't think they're cool when they're writhing in pain because of an intense whipping session.

As far as the world knows, our Christ brought nothing but opprobrium upon himself in proclaiming to be the Lord of All. How so very ironic.

Likewise, I believe we need to follow in the footsteps of our "disgraced" Lord. Why are we living a life more "honorable" than the one our Lord lived out?

I will tell you why. It's because our sadly pathetic brains are distorted into an impossibly twisted state of being where we see the highest honor as something to be scorned and we see the most disgustingly shameful thing to be something worthy of our yearning and desire.

It really is sad. I gain respect for people who have nicer shoes and boots and grades and looks and personality. I am repulsed by those who earnestly seek God and those who want me to help the poor or the unfortunate. I feel sorry for those who seem to read the bible all day and go to church all week and evangelize to random people at the beach. What I don't realize is that I'm the one that they should feel sorry for.

I'm staring out at a beautiful field from a fiery lake and I don't even realize I'm getting burnt. I'm far beyond the point of being charred to a crisp. I'm looking out with my melted eyes at beautiful things and they repulse me. It's disgusting to me.

Opprobrium. Opprobrium infests our lives and we do not even recognize it. We see it as something to be proud of and flaunt to all our friends. What God did, we do not see. We pretend to but we don't.

In a sense, Christ did bring upon himself an opprobrium. That opprobrium is the fact that he lowered himself into the form of a man that he may save all the little cockroaches roaming the earth. The wonderful part is that God Himself does not see us as cockroach scum. Somehow, he sees past the mud, the dirtiness, the darkness, and sees His children. He sees something fit enough to send his one and only unique son to be tortured and slaughtered, AT THE HANDS of the ones He is saving, so that those filthy animals can have the undeserved chance of an eternally blissful life with Him.

God is good.

ineffably good.

PostScript. I wanted to write a post centering around the word Opprobrium because I recently learned of its existence.

PostPostScript. This is not a sermon but rather a reflection. A devotional thought.

PostPostPostScript. Look forward to the music video! it's gonna be gangster!

The Most Wonderful World You've Ever Seen - A Bird In The Empire [Music Video in Production!]

The music video for The Most Wonderful World You've Ever Seen is currently in production! It's gonna happen! Wish us luck!

God is good. All the time. Yes he is.

Top Three Favorite Disney Villains

Maleficent

of Sleeping Beauty

I've recently watched Sleeping Beauty and I never noticed how terrifying Maleficent was. She was a witch queen in the land of Far Far Away and she had her own standing army. WHICH SHE DESTROYED with her own hands. Her staff gives here intense killing power and she could transform into a deadly dragon who shoots green fire. I think sleeping beauty was the movie with the most intense use of magic. The three good fairies put an entire kingdom to sleep so they won't notice that the princess was "sleeping."

Anywho, I really liked Maleficent because she was supposed to be the manifestation of dark things to fear. Just take a look at the character design: her fully black outfit, her devil horns, her fiery cloak, the collar resembling bat wings. Her yellow eyes take away her humanity. She has the shape of a woman but her entire body is covered by her cloak which takes away her humanity. You don't see her limbs. You don't even see her neck. All you see is her face and hands. No feet. I like how her design was meant to inspire fear and it did.

Judge Claude Frollo

of Hunchback of Notre Dame

I don't know if I like Judge Frollo because he is cool but I like him a lot because he seems to be a lot more real than others. He is vilified because of his inappropriate infatuation of a gypsy girl. It doesn't bother us so much that he is burning down all of Paris and the houses of innocent villagers but we are primarily bothered because he is an old pervert that wants a girl out of his league. I am saddened whenever I hear others talk about the judge in this manner because this man in a sense reflects many men.

In the judge's case, he took it the completely wrong way and it just shows his immaturity and inability to handle a situation like that but the temptation that he went through happens to everyone. I feel like it doesn't bother us sometimes because the people who are tempted are not old white people but young attractive or mildly attractive people. The feeling is the same and it's disgusting in both cases.

My favorite song and scene in ALL Disney movies is when the judge has his revealing evil moment. This song, entitled Hellfire, seems to be an honest "prayer" and he recognizes the temptation. What he doesn't recognize is his own flawed way of thinking about it. This is where he goes crazy and burns people's houses.

Anywho, I really like Judge Frollo because he's the one most men are most able to relate to

Captain Hook

of Peter Pan

Ever since I first watched Peter Pan when I was a child, there was something about Captain Hook that fascinated me. Something about his person drew me into him. It wasn't his personality. He was pretty stupid and had a stupider sidekick to rely on. It wasn't his hook. I grew to love the hook later on because it distinguished him from other villains. But the hook wasn't what drew me in.

The thing that attracted me to the captain was the immense mystery concerning his presence and situation. I'm not saying I know everything about all other Disney villains but Captain Hook's situation was rather special to me.

First, we are given information on where all the other Lost Boys came from for the most part. They are kids that Peter Pan "kidnapped" from the world to this new place. However, the Captain is a full grown man and so is his crew. This was a world where time stood still. Kids don't grow up. From this I would imply that people don't age in general. Please pardon my "imply" language. I don't want to make this all scientific and junk.

Anywho, if only kids could get there and kids don't age there, where in the world did the captain come from? Did he also know how to fly? Was he in charge of an expedition to the great unknown and did his trek lead him to the magical land? Honestly, I don't really want to answer these questions because I want to keep the romance of not knowing in tact. I like not knowing because it makes Captain Hook that much cooler. :D

Pulled Over

Today, I got pulled over by Popo while riding on my bicycle. I was pulled over because bikers are not allowed to go through places where students walk and I did. The popo asked me if I knew this and I said no. Because I didn't want a ticket. Then he called in and asked if Richard Chung was ever pulled over and much to my dismay, the radio LOUDLY proclaimed that that I have been pulled over before. :( So I tried to scramble around for excuses and I found one: "I didn't know that the place I went through was considered off limits."(THAT EXCUSE REALLY DOES WORK IN REAL LIFE! THANK YOU DAVE CHAPPELLE!) He let me go but I could tell that he thought I was scum. :( especially because of my ID picture. Sigh. I'm a nice boy. I promise.

God is good. All the time. Even when I get pulled over and judged by the popo.

The Beauty of Winter Ruined by Uggs

UGHHHH! I strongly dislike uggs. The only person I like them on is Jason Segel in I Love You Man. I will provide a little context behind this statement.

I found myself to be a connoisseur of footwear. I found myself time and time again staring at random people's shoes. Also, when I meet a person, I sneak a glance at the shoes they are wearing. I find sandals repulsive but I have to excuse it because they are easy to slip on and I wear them all the time (One, because they are extremely easy to slip on and Two, because I always run out of socks to wear.) Crocs are just as bad. Anywho, enough of my dislikes.

I sport the traditional Chucks. Chucks and Vans are always safe choices in my book. Vans slip-ons were acceptable but they are slowly growing uglier and uglier.

Anywho, on to the main point of my post. I am especially attracted to boots. I've been getting a lot of slack because of this by Mimo just because I stuttered on the wrong part of the word. However, I really do like boots. I'm not trying to be vulgar when I say I like boots. I really mean it and I think girls with nice boots should know that they haven nice boots on.

Also, it is currently winter which is the prime time to be wearing boots. THIS IS BOOTS SEASON! YAY!!! I get a plethora of boots to just enjoy and watch at school, at church, at where ever else I go. However, like all things, there are also many boots that are ugly as monkeys.

Now, I really don't want this post to be mainly about the ugliness of uggs but Uggs are the primary boots that girls nowadays wear because it is "fashionable". They think it's like the new chucks or vans for boots. This is a massive misunderstanding on their part and I'm pretty tired of looking at uggs 80% of the time. I want some variety. :(

Anywho, that's my shpeel on winter.

God is good. All the time. Even with Uggs.

Hibi No Neiro - SOUR

This is literally the most amazing thing I've seen today. Mad props to Simon who got it from Sarah Chong who got it from her friend for sending it to me via facebook. Enjoy.

I wish my music video was like this. :(

My Second Terrible Dialogue With People

This is the dialogue that took place between me and a friend of mine who will remain anonymous.

Friend A: Hey Richard!

Richard: Hey Friend A!

Friend A: What's up?

Richard: Good.

Friend A: How's it going?

Richard: Good.

Friend A: What the...

Then I ran away with a sheepish grin on my face. Sigh. This is not good.

God is good. All the time. Even when I forget how to speak English or use my brain.

Mark Dever

This guy is gangster. Read his books. They are solid. I've seen him and he's kind of scary but that's what makes him cool.

If you don't know his books, use the Google machine.

Double Feature: Two Horror Stories From The Brilliant Mind Of Richard Chung

These are both true stories. Whether you believe me or not, I leave it up to you. But readers beware~

Muahahahahahahaha.

The Horror I:

So I returned from Turkey Bowl and went back to my luscious home. I have forgotten the feeling of going to a place where your sisters are able to bother you about trivialities. Oh how I missed home.

I entered the dark room that my family called the living room/kitchen. I turned on the lights, but the lights were bothersomely dim. I was fascinated by the near useless dimness of the lights. How can anyone live with lights these dim? Perplexed by the phenomenon of dim lighting in my house I went to a bedroom and lied down. As I was staring at the room like bulb, which was also dim, I pondered aloud, "WHAT THE DEUCE IS GOING ON?!"

Then I reached up and took off my sunglasses and everything was bright again.

The Horror II:

I was returning to my car after I ended class. The day before I got a citation for parking in a weird area. I'm still uncertain of the true reason why I got the ticket.

As I was walking towards the car, I noticed the beautiful and majestic tree looming over my car. It had a haunting hue of lightly shaded green. It reminded me of Ooze from Power Rangers Movie, even thought the ooze was purple.

As I was mesmerized by the mysterious effect the tree had on me, I began to think back on the ticket I got the day before. I was distressed. As I reached the car, I noticed another paper stuck between my window wipers. My heart skipped a beat. I dared not look at the second citation of the week.

Finally, after some time of collecting myself, I reached over and found out that it was just a leaf that had fallen from the tree.

New Vocabulary In Richard's Dictionary - Zomdie

Zomdie [zom-dahy] –verb (used without object), zomdied, zomdy⋅ing.

1 the act of dying by zombie[s]

2 the act of being eaten alive by a zombie or two

3 the act of turning into a zombie through the process of getting feasted on by one or more zombies

Sleepyhead - Passion Pit

I really really enjoy this song. I posted up three videos. One is Passion Pit's live performance. Then it's kinda like a jam session which is quite beautiful. Then it's a cover of the song by Run Toto Run. They are also a good band. Enjoy.

PostScript. New music video idea: Masks!

Facing Reality

I'm starting to face reality more and more. I feel like I'm losing part of my soul whenever I'm not in my own imagined world. I lose part of myself more and more.

God, allow this depressing reality to face its ugly head away from me.

God is good. All the time. Even as I start seeing the world for what it is more and more.

PostScript. This is a depressing post. I just want to do things my own way. With Jesus. Man. I don't even know what I want. I need to write more songs or something.

PostPostScript. A Music Video is on its way. I'm aiming to record some time this week. Sorry Michelle but I have lots of music video ideas. Don't worry.

[ this is the world I'm comfortable in ]

PostPostPostScript. This is written after the primary posting of this blog. There is nothing that the bewitching aroma of cooking meat cannot fix.

Double Feature: A Spring Day - Donawhale and 봄봄봄 -Lucite Rabbit

These are songs that I came across today at Home. My house. Where my parents dwell. not Biola.

Anywho, I don't know if they are music videos but the songs are nice. Listen to them.

The Cat Piano

This is a fascinating short film by Eddie White and Ari Gibson. I really really enjoyed the feel of the movie. It was chill and jazzy. It's 8 minutes long and you won't regret watching it.

I Like So Young Park!

This makes me happy! :D

Richard's Thoughts on Negativity

I've been playing a lot of games lately and I realized how much negativity annoys me now. I would play and if I lost, then it was frustrating. But when my teammates are condescending and just a bunch of negative energies, I get incredibly annoyed. I feel like I could get violent on these people and I'm a peaceful boy.

Anywho, with all this newly realized hatred for negativity, I found out that I really hate it when my actual friends are negative. It's even worse, when they are negative about something that they don't really know much about.

So for the people whom I love. Don't be negative around me. Not only that, but just don't be negative. Even when not around me. I don't like it when you bag on something to me. Even if I'm playing along, it's because I don't want awkward moments. I am really really agitated right now due to a couple people I was playing a game with. What possesses people to become complete douchebags? (Sorry for the language but I'm kind of annoyed right now so it's still not justified language. I don't even know if I spelt it correctly actually. Whatever.)

I know what makes people like that. It's other people. Man. This world is annoying.

But God is Good. All the Time. Even when the world is full of negative people.

PostScript. This might just become a sign-off thing.

Walking Forward

This is a sad but absolutely fascinating story.

I find a lot of beauty in this disease because while it makes her spazzy and really unbeautiful, when she runs, she is completely normal.

When she is in a state of eventual exhaustion, that is when it is the most normal and beautiful for her. It just reminded me of Narnia, in the Last Battle when the kids are running and they keep running and running without getting tired. They feel the breeze on their faces without tiring.

It's like another glimpse of heaven for her. How she must appreciate running now.

While I feel sad for this unfortunate event, I can't help but feel a bit of hope and joy for her.

I guess you can call me sick or whatever but it's what I feel.

God is good. All the time. Even when you lose the ability to walk forward.

Scooby Doo vs. Zombies

I don't know if it's my latest craze for zombies but I really fell in love with this t-shirt design.

ARGH! I wanna watch Zombieland! Man. When's it coming out on the dollar theatre. That's right. I spelt theatre the British way! I don't know why.

ZOMBIES!!!

Marshmallow - IU

Man. I have a lot to say about this girl.

This is a girl who I immediately thought was really cool. But that was prior to her becoming a crazy k-pop singer. She came out in Yoon Do Hyun's Love Letter (which is a Korean show with a focus on musicians and junk) and that is where I saw her. She was really cool and she sang well. I thought she might be the next W&Whale type singer. And she was born May 16, 1993. (I FOUND IT ONLINE! I'M NOT STALKER! [DON'T JUDGE ME!{STOP LOOKING AT ME!}])

Anywho. She suddenly got super pop-ed up. Which isn't necessarily a bad thing but all her coolness went away.

This song is a strange song. Some of it is just ridiculous but there are moments, around 4 times in the song, when the song becomes super beautiful. But only for a second or two. It's sad how she ruined the stanza with this song. :(

This is a picture of her when she was "cool".

Alas! Some More Procrastination

Randomocity

• So I found out that Proofreading is a compound word. Combination of Proof and Read. Genius.
• I just saw a girl who literally took my breath away. Like, I couldn't breathe when I saw her. THAT'S how pretty she was.
• I found our that in the end, girls are just as stupid as boys. Which saddens me.
• This was actually all a Facebook status that I decided to erase and put up as a blog post.
• SHE WAS SOOOOO PRETTY!!!
• I'm almost done with the paper. I need a proofreader.
• Maybe I'll post it up as a blog post but I'm sure it'll bore you all.
• so pretty.
• My stomach is like infested with butterflies ever since I saw her. eww.
• I need to work.
• Procrastination is bad.
• God is good.
• I love God.

Sorry for the lack of insightful post-ness. I want to be more insightful but when you study for as long as I have, then I guess it gets to your brain! OOOOH! I'm going to make a zombie post next! After careful study. Adieu.

PostScript. Apparently, when you study for as long as I have, there is a tendency for one to talk to an imaginary blog post audience. In French. To sound. More sophisticated.

A Skewed View Of The Church and How The Church Isn't Doing Anything To Fix it

I was helping out an anonymous brother with his finances because he was truly struggling financially. I was struggling because in the end, he just didn't have enough money to support himself. After a while, I asked him if he went to church. This is kind of how it went. More or less.

(It's been shortened for obvious reasons.)

Me: So, what church do you go to?

Him: [insert church name here], but I don't like it much.

Me: Why do you go there then?

Him: Cuz I'm kinda helping out.

Me: You should leave and find a church you can actually grow in.

Him: ye...

(few minutes later, after trying to figure out his finances and finding out that he just did not have enough money)

Me: You should seriously go to a better church. One where you can actually grow.

Him: Well, how in the world is that gonna help me out at all?

Me: huh?

Him: How is that going to help me and my situation out man?

Then I explained to him that the church is the one place that you should definitely expect help from...yadiyadyada.

Anywho, I was deeply disturbed by my fellow Christian brother's view on the church and sadly, I'm pretty sure that THAT is how many Christians view the church. It's just a place that I "HELP" out at and it doesn't do anything for me except maybe provide some fellowship, fun, and building to go to on Sunday.

I was deeply sorrowful at this realization.

I am currently writing a paper entitled, Acts 4:32-35: The Call to Share Wealth in the Church Today. In it, I'm going to argue for the urgency of the church to just help each other out. Not only provide mercy ministry for the destitute non-Christians (which CPC, as well as others, is also failing at [if it isn't, then I don't know of any program that is helping the poor so forgive my lack of knowledge]) but provide for the people actively serving the church, either as missionaries, interns, and pastors.

I am saddened when the church, which should be the shining beacon of hope in this dark world, is not how people see it as it is. When people don't expect the church to help them out in times of need. When people don't expect the church to be there for them when they are lost. It saddens me when the church does not fully reflect the compassion and love of Christ to others.

Don't get me wrong. Some churches are wonderful at this. They are beautiful churches that the Holy Spirit works powerfully in. However, the truth is that MOST churches aren't. I want to change that.

Ok. Now back to the paper. I'm roughly halfway done. No more procrastinating.

PostScript. Yoejin The-Neenja Whang is a follower. MUAHAHAHAHA. Look ma! I caught a Neenja!

PostPostScript. When I study, I get what people would consider a "high". That's right, I get high off studying. It is a nice feeling. It probably has to do with the fact that studying is a rare occurance for me. I get this euphoric sense of productivity when I study. I don't feel that too much in my life.

My Friend Knows Me Well

How endearing. My Friend.

My Dreams and Aspirations

I want to open up an orphanage or shelter in India for all the child prostitutes.

Oh God.

Oh Lord Our Lord

How majestic is your name in all the earth.

God. You are so good.

I Go - Rumblefish

Harharhar. I made a couple music video-less posts so I'm allowed to post up another music video.

This is by Rumblefish. Crazy people.

The Infancy Gospel of Thomas

NOTE BEFORE YOU READ: This is a gospel from the apocrypha. It is an ancient text but it is not inspired word. But it does prove that Baby Jesus can kick it with Baby Chuck Norris and Baby Jack Bauer. This is the kind of stuff you get to read if you're a Bible student! So everybody should become a Bible student!

The account of Thomas the Israelite philosopher concerning the childhood of the LORD.

I. I, Thomas the Israelite, tell unto you, even all the brethren that are of the Gentiles, to make known unto you the works of the childhood of our Lord Jesus Christ and his mighty deeds, even all that he did when he was born in our land: whereof the beginning is thus:

II. 1 This little child Jesus when he was five years old was playing at the ford of a brook: and he gathered together the waters that flowed there into pools, and made them straightway clean, and commanded them by his word alone. 2 And having made soft clay, he fashioned thereof twelve sparrows. And it was the Sabbath when he did these things (or made them). And there were also many other little children playing with him. 3 And a certain Jew when he saw what Jesus did, playing upon the Sabbath day, departed straightway and told his father Joseph: Lo, thy child is at the brook, and he hath taken clay and fashioned twelve little birds, and hath polluted the Sabbath day. 4 And Joseph came to the place and saw: and cried out to him, saying: Wherefore doest thou these things on the Sabbath, which it is not lawful to do? But Jesus clapped his hands together and cried out to the sparrows and said to them: Go! and the sparrows took their flight and went away chirping. 5 And when the Jews saw it they were amazed, and departed and told their chief men that which they had seen Jesus do.

III. 1 But the son of Annas the scribe was standing there with Joseph; and he took a branch of a willow and dispersed the waters which Jesus had gathered together. 2 And when Jesus saw what was done, he was wroth and said unto him: O evil, ungodly, and foolish one, what hurt did the pools and the waters do thee? behold, now also thou shalt be withered like a tree, and shalt not bear leaves, neither root, nor fruit. 3 And straightway that lad withered up wholly, but Jesus departed and went unto Joseph's house. But the parents of him that was withered took him up, bewailing his youth, and brought him to Joseph, and accused him 'for that thou hast such a child which doeth such deeds.'

IV. 1 After that again he went through the village, and a child ran and dashed against his shoulder. And Jesus was provoked and said unto him: Thou shalt not finish thy course (lit. go all thy way). And immediately he fell down and died. But certain when they saw what was done said: Whence was this young child born, for that every word of his is an accomplished work? And the parents of him that was dead came unto Joseph, and blamed him, saying: Thou that hast such a child canst not dwell with us in the village: or do thou teach him to bless and not to curse: for he slayeth our children.

V. 1 And Joseph called the young child apart and admonished him, saying: Wherefore doest thou such things, that these suffer and hate us and persecute us? But Jesus said: I know that these thy words are not thine: nevertheless for thy sake I will hold my peace: but they shall bear their punishment. And straightway they that accused him were smitten with blindness. 2 And they that saw it were sore afraid and perplexed, and said concerning him that every word which he spake whether it were good or bad, was a deed, and became a marvel. And when they (he ?) saw that Jesus had so done, Joseph arose and took hold upon his ear and wrung it sore. 3 And the young child was wroth and said unto him: It sufficeth thee (or them) to seek and not to find, and verily thou hast done unwisely: knowest thou not that I am thine? vex me not.

VI. 1 Now a certain teacher, Zacchaeus by name, stood there and he heard in part when Jesus said these things to his father and he marvelled greatly that being a young child he spake such matters. 2 And after a few days he came near unto Joseph and said unto him: Thou hast a wise child, and he hath understanding. Come, deliver him to me that he may learn letters. And I will teach him with the letters all knowledge and that he salute all the elders and honour them as grandfathers and fathers, and love them of his own years. 3 And he told him all the letters from Alpha even to Omega clearly, with much questioning. But Jesus looked upon Zacchaeus the teacher and saith unto him: Thou that knowest not the Alpha according to its nature, how canst thou teach others the Beta? thou hypocrite, first, if thou knowest it, teach the Alpha, and then will we believe thee concerning the Beta. Then began he to confound the mouth of the teacher concerning the first letter, and he could not prevail to answer him. 4 And in the hearing of many the young child saith to Zacchaeus: Hear, O teacher, the ordinance of the first letter and pay heed to this, how that it hath [what follows is really unintelligible in this and in all the parallel texts: a literal version would run something like this: how that it hath lines, and a middle mark, which thou seest, common to both, going apart; coming together, raised up on high, dancing (a corrupt word), of three signs, like in kind (a corrupt word), balanced, equal in measure]: thou hast the rules of the Alpha.

VII. 1 Now when Zacchaeus the teacher heard such and so many allegories of the first letter spoken by the young child, he was perplexed at his answer and his instruction being so great, and said to them that were there: Woe is me, wretch that I am, I am confounded: I have brought shame to myself by drawing to me this young child. 2 Take him away, therefore I beseech thee, my brother Joseph: I cannot endure the severity of his look, I cannot once make clear my (or his) word. This young child is not earthly born: this is one that can tame even fire: be like this is one begotten before the making of the world. What belly bare this, what womb nurtured it? I know not. Woe is me, O my friend, he putteth me from my sense, I cannot follow his understanding. I have deceived myself, thrice wretched man that I am: I strove to get me a disciple and I am found to have a master. 3 I think, O my friends, upon my shame, for that being old I have been overcome by a young child;- and I am even ready to faint and to die because of the boy, for I am not able at this present hour to look him in the face. And when all men say that I have been overcome by a little child, what have I to say? and what can I tell concerning the lines of the first letter whereof he spake to me? I am ignorant, O my friends, for neither beginning nor end of it (or him) do I know. 4 Wherefore I beseech thee, my brother Joseph, take him away unto thine house: for he is somewhat great, whether god or angel or what I should call him, I know not.

VIII. 1 And as the Jews were counselling Zacchaeus, the young child laughed greatly and said: Now let those bear fruit that were barren (Gr. that are thine) and let them see that were blind in heart. I am come from above that I may curse them, and call them to the things that are above, even as he commanded which hath sent me for your sakes. 2 And when the young child ceased speaking, immediately all they were made whole which had come under his curse. And no man after that durst provoke him, lest he should curse him, and he should be maimed.

IX. 1 Now after certain days Jesus was playing in the upper story of a certain house, and one of the young children that played with him fell down from the house and died. And the other children when they saw it fled, and Jesus remained alone. 2 And the parents of him that was dead came and accused him that he had cast him down. (And Jesus said: I did not cast him down) but they reviled him still. 3 Then Jesus leaped down from the roof and stood by the body of the child and cried with a loud voice and said: Zeno (for so was his name called), arise and tell me, did I cast thee down? And straightway he arose and said: Nay, Lord, thou didst not cast me down, but didst raise me up. And when they saw it they were amazed: and the parents of the child glorified God for the sign which had come to pass, and worshipped Jesus.

X. 1 After a few days, a certain young man was cleaving wood in the neighbourhood (MSS. corner), and the axe fell and cut in sunder the sole of his foot, and losing much blood he was at the point to die. 2 And when there was a tumult and concourse, the young child Jesus also ran thither, and by force passed through the multitude, and took hold upon the foot of the young man that was smitten, and straightway it was healed. And he said unto the young man: Arise now and cleave the wood and remember me. But when the multitude saw what was done they worshipped the young child, saying: Verily the spirit of God dwelleth in this young child.

XI. 1 Now when he was six years old, his mother sendeth him to draw water and bear it into the house, and gave him a pitcher: but in the press he struck it against another and the pitcher was broken. 2 But Jesus spread out the garment which was upon him and filled it with water and brought it to his mother. And when his mother saw what was done she kissed him; and she kept within herself the mysteries which she saw him do.

XII. 1 Again, in the time of sowing the young child went forth with his father to sow wheat in their land: and as his father sowed, the young child Jesus sowed also one corn of wheat. 2 And he reaped it and threshed it and made thereof an hundred measures (cors): and he called all the poor of the village unto the threshing floor and gave them the wheat. And Joseph took the residue of the wheat. And he was eight years old when he wrought this sign.

XIII. 1 Now his father was a carpenter and made at that time ploughs and yokes. And there was required of him a bed by a certain rich man, that he should make it for him. And whereas one beam, that which is called the shifting one was too short and Joseph knew not what to do, the young child Jesus said to his father Joseph: Lay down the two pieces of wood and make them even at the end next unto thee (MSS. at the middle part). And Joseph did as the young child said unto him. And Jesus stood at the other end and took hold upon the shorter beam and stretched it and made it equal with the other. And his father Joseph saw it and marvelled: and he embraced the young child and kissed him, saying: Happy am I for that God hath given me this young child.

XIV. 1 But when Joseph saw the understanding of the child, and his age, that it was coming to the full, he thought with himself again that he should not be ignorant of letters; and he took him and delivered him to another teacher. And the teacher said unto Joseph: First will I teach him the Greek letters, and after that the Hebrew. For the teacher knew the skill of the child and was afraid of him: notwithstanding he wrote the alphabet and Jesus pondered thereon a long time and answered him not. 2 And Jesus said to him: If thou be indeed a teacher and if thou knowest letters well, tell me the power of the Alpha and then will I tell thee the power of the Beta. And the teacher was provoked and smote him on the head. And the young child was hurt and cursed him, and straightway he fainted and fell to the ground on his face. 3 And the child returned unto the house of Joseph: and Joseph was grieved and commanded his mother, saying: Let him not forth without the door, for all they die that provoke him to wrath.

XV. 1 And after some time yet another teacher which was a faithful friend of Joseph said to him: Bring the young child unto me to the school, peradventure I may be able by cockering him to teach him the letters. And Joseph said: If thou hast no fear, my brother, take him with thee. And he took him with him, in fear and much trouble of spirit, but the young child followed him gladly. 2 And going with boldness into the school he found a book lying upon the pulpit and he took it, and read not the letters that were therein, but opened his mouth and spake by the Holy Spirit, and taught the law to them that stood by. And a great multitude came together and stood there hearkening, and marvelled at the beauty of his teaching and the readiness of his words, in that being an infant he uttered such things. 3 But when Joseph heard it, he was afraid, and ran unto the school thinking whether this teacher also were without skill (or smitten with infirmity): but the teacher said unto Joseph: Know, my brother, that I received this child for a disciple, but he is full of grace and wisdom; and now I beseech thee, brother, take him unto thine house. 4 And when the young child heard that, he smiled upon him and said: Forasmuch as thou hast said well and hast borne right witness, for thy sake shall he also that was smitten be healed. And forthwith the other teacher was healed. And Joseph took the young child and departed unto his house.

XVI. 1 And Joseph sent his son James to bind fuel and carry it into his house. And the young child Jesus also followed him. And as James was gathering of faggots, a viper bit the hand of James. 2 And as he was sore afflicted and ready to perish, Jesus came near and breathed upon the bite, and straightway the pain ceased, and the serpent burst, and forthwith James continued whole.

XVII. 1 And after these things, in the neighbourhood of Joseph, a little child fell sick and died, and his mother wept sore. And Jesus heard that there w as great mourning and trouble and he ran quickly and found the child dead: and he touched his breast and said: I say unto thee, Child, die not, but live and be with thy mother. And straightway it looked up and laughed. And he said to the woman: Take him up and give him milk, and remember me. 2 And the multitude that stood by saw it and marvelled, and said: Of a truth this young child is either a god or an angel of God; for every word of his is a perfect work. And Jesus departed thence, and was playing with other children.

XVIII. 1 And after some time there was work of building. And there came a great tumult, and Jesus arose and went thither: and he saw a man lying dead, and took hold of his hand and said: Man, I say unto thee, arise and do thy work. And immediately he arose and worshipped him. 2 And when the multitude saw it, they were astonished, and said: This young child is from heaven: for he hath saved many souls from death, and hath power to save them all his life long.

XIX. 1 And when he was twelve years old his parents went according to the custom unto Jerusalem to the feast of the passover with their company: and after the passover they returned to go unto their house. And as they returned the child Jesus went back to Jerusalem; but his parents supposed that he was in their company. 2 And when they had gone a day's journey, they sought him among their kinsfolk, and when they found him not, they were troubled, and returned again to the city seeking him. And after the third day they found him in the temple sitting in the midst of the doctors and hearing and asking them questions. And all men paid heed to him and marvelled how that being a young child he put to silence the elders and teachers of the people, expounding the heads of the law and the parables of the prophets. 3 And his mother Mary came near and said unto him: Child, wherefore hast thou so done unto us? behold we have sought thee sorrowing. And Jesus said unto them: Why seek ye me? know ye not that I must be in my Father's house? 4 But the scribes and Pharisees said: Art thou the mother of this child? and she said: I am. And they said unto her: Blessed art thou among women because God hath blessed the fruit of thy womb. For such glory and such excellence and wisdom we have neither seen nor heard at any time. 5 And Jesus arose and followed his mother and was subject unto his parents: but his mother kept in mind all that came to pass. And Jesus increased in wisdom and stature and grace. Unto him be glory for ever and ever. Amen.

Kick-A--

I'm not a big fan of a movies that have any form of mild to weak curses in the title but this movie seemed so interesting so enjoy.

Everybody wants to be a superhero.

An Extremely Strange Revelation, An Answer To The Idiotic Naivety Of Men, Papertissue.tumblr.com, and A Look At Why I Love God

I am really tired and all the stops are gone. I'm gonna post what's on my mind.

I just found out that I don't really like girls with friends. Hrm. How strange. I guess it's cuz I don't really believe in people and if girls have friends who just happen to be people, then it's like, "DOOD! THAT'S A NO-NO!"

Ooh, let me rephrase, I don't like the concept of a girl with friends. Everybody has friends. If there is a girl out there without a friend...LET ME KNOW IMMEDIATELY! (Your mother can be your friend so if your mother is your friend, then disqualify her)

If you don't understand. Whatever.

Also, I would like to address the feelings of women on "stupid boys who don't think girls f--- (fart since it looks so wrong) and d------- (defecate)."

I am fully aware of it. I'm not an idiot. It's just that I try to do two things by not thinking, not talking, and not even imagining about such things.

1. I try to keep the image of the women as pure as possible. That perhaps they are not as crass and dirty and disgusting as men are. I like having a positive view on women. I don't know why people want to ruin that and make me look at women as if they are not as beautiful as they really are.
2. I try to respect the efforts of other girls that might be kind enough to try and keep this fantasy for us boys.

I don't know if I'm every gonna get married because I keep saying stuff like this. I just don't understand why girls want so much to come down to our level. It just doesn't make any sense to me. It's like...I can't think of any metaphors or similes.

I don't care if you don't understand.

Lastly

I just realized that a little girl in Australia has been entertaining be through her blog for a while now. I was so tricked. It is strange. At first, I thought the writer of the blog was a young adult white male. Finding out that it is actually a 15 year old Asian in Australia changed how I viewed the blog. I completely lost all faith in the blog.

I just don't want to see what a little girl finds interesting. My search to find artsy fartsiness continues...

I don't even care anymore. God is so good.

ugh. I'm tired. Class. Tomorrow. God. All the time. Good.

I am a normal human being.

Actually, no. I just realized I'm crazy. Really crazy. EXTREMELY CRAZY! RETARDEDLY CRAZY!!!!

Why am I following a guy who died 2000 years ago and claimed to rise from the dead forever and saying that he single-handedly got rid of all the bad things I have done?

Not only that, I'm giving my life to this guy. I'm going to be going to far poor countries like India or something to help a bunch of poor smelly kids that are going through disturbing things. Kids who are willing to go into a pile of poop to get a BOLLYWOOD actor's autograph! BOLLYWOOD ISN'T EVEN THAT GOOD! I'm gonna have to touch these kids!

I have to live by this code that doesn't even let me have sex or enjoy the endless pleasures of marijuana, ecstasy, heroin, and other countless recreational pills. All this while other people living by this code break it daily all around me.

WHY DO I DO THIS?!

I don't do this because someone proved that Christianity was real to me.

I do this because the promise of a life far more grand and pleasurable than anything in this world can even fathom.

I do this because that man died for me despite the evil things I've done.

I do this because God loves me.

I do this because God makes me happy.

This belief is personal.

I'm a crazy Christian.

No I change my mind. Everybody else is just a crazy non-Christian. We're the sane ones.

Man. This was a really long post. I'm tired. If you read this far, you're a crazy person. Whether you're non-Christian or not.

If I put something weird, I'll read over it tomorrow and fix it. I don't know if I am completely theologically correct. But for now. everything seems to be in place. But then again, I am so not in my right state of mind.

it's the next morning and I decided not to change anything! :D

An Inexplicable Peace Beyond Explanation

Today...

I woke up late and missed class and a quiz. No make-up quizzes.

I also wasted the day after constantly telling myself that today is the the day to begin with the studying. I stayed in my room watching my roommate watch Dexter until 12:30.

I ate.

I went to the library to study wondering what would happen to Dexter and his new buddy. I studied for several hours and I worked really hard. However, I ended up doing just about the same amount of homework I would do any other day. :(

Then I reflected upon my day around five o clock and I felt this peace like no other. This is some crazy God-power. What an ordinary day turned extraordinary.

Youtubing For Hours

I need to go outside and breathe some air. I wanna marry someone who can sing. I think that would be nice. I would write songs and she would sing them! Yay!

I really want to make a music video. IF SOMEONE CAN MAKE A MUSIC VIDEO, PLEASE DO SO!

너는 나에게 - Peterpan Complex

I really like this band. They also have a decently pretty girl drummer.

차라의 숲 - Loveholic

I love this woman. Seriously. So much. To a creepy degree. Period.

Smile Again - 럼블 피쉬

This is a band with some strange music videos. Their music video for I Go is really cool. But it doesn't show them so I just added this video.

서문탁, 마야, 소찬휘

These girls are beasts. (I AM NOT SUBJECTING THE WOMEN! [DON'T JUDGE ME! {DON'T LOOK AT ME!}]) They are so amazing. I was about to but I won't add the songs of two of them because I just don't listen to them much. There's a lot of dialogue and if you're not Korean, you probably won't understand but the singing is worth it. :D

I think the first one's good. Then the second one's a bit better. And the third one's a bit better.

It's So Chan Hee, then Maya, then Seo Moon Tak.

진달래꽃 - 마야

This song is amazing. Generally I don't like old music videos because the old cheap camera work. But this is an amazing song and I don't like the live performances of it. She is really good. The title is an Azalea Flower.

고해 - 임재범

This is a good song. I'm gonna start spamming music videos to show off some good Korean music. I'm just feeling nostalgic. These are all pretty old.

Props to D.Money

Subtitles: Young Boy's Sad Story: Chicken Pizza

A Parabola If I Knew One

I wonder I wonder

so very much

if the people I knew

would consider me such

The Whistling Musical

As I was going out to the library, I heard the janitor whistling "Take Me Home, Country Roads" by John Denver.

Right at that moment, I felt the strongest urge to just start a duet whistling with him. THEN WE'D GO INTO CHOREOGRAPHED DANCING AND it would be great.

Alas, I chickened out but I was thinking about it while I biked to the library. Then I just realized that I can't even whistle Take Me Home, Country Roads. :(

But anywho, I thought of this.

Too Beautiful Women and the Breaking of Hearts

I was on Facebook and I saw the profile of a girl I used to like in Highschool. So I went through her profile pictures again just for memories' sake (which is not creepy at all [DON'T JUDGE ME! {DON'T LOOK AT ME!}]) Anywho, as I was going through the pictures, I realized that she was REALLY pretty. Like, out-of-my-league pretty and one thought came to my head.

"Guys like me aren't allowed to like girls that pretty."

As depressing as it may sound, it isn't. It's actually just a very true statement. I'm not being self-deprecating at all. I'm just saying it as it is. I think that's why I stopped liking her. Because I just realized that she was WAY TOO pretty for me. I have a way of objectifying women and just watching them if they are pretty, interesting, or cute (I know, I'm a disgusting little man. [DON'T JUDGE ME! {DON'T LOOK AT ME!}])

I also think that this is why I have a tendency to like celebrities that are not the prettiest. DON'T GET ME WRONG! I like those too. It's just that I like some celebrities even though others might consider them not as pretty. Case in point, Ga-in of Brown Eyed Girls. There are some REALLY bad pictures of her that I have no excuse for but I like her! (DON'T JUDGE ME! [DON'T LOOK AT ME!])

So anywho, I know that in the future, my heart is never going to get broken by a beautiful woman. It's the plain and simple ones that I have to worry about breaking this little heart of mine. :(

God is good. All the time. Homeboy. I'm not putting this at the end of everything as a sign-off. I genuinely believe that God is good at all times even when I make a random post about weird things. ok?

PostScript. I like playing around with the font. It looks a lot more dynamic. Perhaps I should try it some more. :D

(If You're Wondering If I Want You To) I Want You To - Weezer feat. Sara Bareilles

Today, I actually felt decently productive. Strange.

I should try it more often. I listened to this song

because of the title. Maybe I should use a

parenthesis...

Sixteen Military Wives - The Decemberists

and if you don't love me let me go

-The Decemberists

What A Strange Day

So today I was studying and playing when I got a phone call from Eric. He asked me if I wanted to play with him, Simon, DK, and Yuggles. I said, "Yes" and they came over to BIOLA. After showing off my room with its massive 40 inch screen, we went to play Ping Pong. Afterwards, we played some cards, some MasterMind, and we decided to go eat at Carl's Jr. where something both amazing and shocking happened.

We were watching the basketball game and then we got to talking about the tomb of Jesus Christ and the resurrection. We talked about how if the resurrection never occurred, then there would be no reason whatsoever to believing in Christianity. In a sense, Christianity is built on the resurrection of Jesus. So if we found the bones of Jesus, then we would have no basis for believing in Jesus Christ as our God and savior.

Now here's the interesting part. As we were talking, this family near us heard me saying, "There is no point in believing in Jesus." or something of the sort.

Then in a divinely inspired moment, the mother of the family turned to me and just witnessed to me. She told me a mini-testimony of herself, and of all that she's seen God do. She told me to see God as in a relationship and not a religion. It was beautiful.

I don't know how it must have looked because at first, I was super shocked. Then this huge grin came upon my face. But I was afraid that it would look like I'm ridiculing her so I tried to stop smiling, but I just couldn't. I was truly glad to know that there are ACTUAL people out there that would follow the slight whims of God in witnessing to people.

So today was the day that I was witnessed to by a random mother at Carl's Jr. It was beautiful.

God is truly good. All the time.

The Day I Caught The Wind

The day that I marry, I want to feel like I just captured the wind.

That said, the day that I marry will be a sad day indeed.

I think that is why I like the girls who just don't seem to care about the clear and present world. They are always in their own world and it seems like they are trying to figure it out. Case in point, Luna Lovegood.

If I get someone like that, and pry her focus from her world to ours, and make her see me as a being worthy of her hand in marriage, then I would pretty much be marrying somebody that I don't like anymore. Either that, or I would be living a miserable existance where I am the second love in my wife's world. She would be so focused on her own world that I would barely be there.

Either that, or I won't marry a girl like this, and I'll feel sad that I didn't. :(

All that to say, I think marriage can be one of the most unromantic things that can happen to a person. But I'm pretty immature. Perhaps when I grow up, I will see marriage as the final step to the love between two people and think that it is romantic. That is the day when I will probably not want to catch the wind. I'll probably just want a normal girl who does not stand out in anyway whatsoever.

Man, it is hard to be romantic in my mind and Christian at heart because God already did the most romantic thing in the world for us. Anything else I can possibly dream of does not come close to what he did.

If you don't understand this post, it means that you just don't love me!

PostScript. I studied a total of 2 hours for two massive midterm exams. I studied 4 hours for a dinky little quiz worth less than 1% of my Hebrew grade. I am so satisfied with my Hebrew quiz.

PostPostScript. Michelle! I wanna hear your song!

PostPostPostScript. Our volleyball team, The Iron Monkeys, got shafted. One member was literally literally, not figuratively literally, 2 minutes late and we got disqualified.

PostPostPostPostScript. God is good. All the Time.

Unibrowsity

NOOOOO! HAHA.

The Enigmatic Hotel Room Dilemma

There were three businessmen who were renting out a hotel room. They entered the hotel and the desk clerk charged them $30 for a room. So they each paid $10 each and went up to their room.

Soon, the desk clerk realized that he made an error and the room was only $25. So he gave a bell boy five 1 dollar bills to take up to the businessmen.

On the way to the businessmen's room, the bellboy thought, "why should I give them the whole $5? It'll just cause dissension and awkwardness amongst them." So he pocketed $2 and gave the businessmen $3 to split amongst themselves evenly.

Now, the businessmen each got a dollar back and paid $10:

$10 - $1 = $9

And there were three businessmen:

$9 x 3 = $27

And if you add that to the $2 that the bellboy kept:

$27 + $2 = $29

So what happened to the extra dollar?!

Will

What a beautiful man.

EET

This is Regina Spektor. She has always been one of my
favorites. Props to Rebekah Baird for introducing her
to me.

I really like the blur effects that she used.

I don't know, maybe I'll use it for one of my music videos.

hohoho. Anywho, I was just watching music videos
instead of studying for midterms and I thought, why not.

So enjoy this.

I pray for all who have midterms and are stressing out.

God is good. All the time.