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Saturday, September 21, 2002
 
I love this quote. It is something I desire, too.

"Lord grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference." - Saint Francis of Assisi.

The prayer of my heart.

-bj

 
I'm in a quote kick.

"The right to be heard does not automatically include the right to be taken seriously." - Hubert Humphrey
"Better to reamin silent and be thought a fool than to speak out and remove all doubt." - Abraham Lincoln

Some people in my classes should just learn to keep their mouths shut. Sometimes they are just so stupid. (I know, I know ... these quotes apply to me too ... but you should hear of some of they stupid comments said in my classes. SHEESH.)

-bj

 
HOORAY! I'm getting better at CS ... i think. hmmmm ... maybe not. Oh well, I feel good at the moment.

-bj

 
It's good to be home. It's kinda weird how when I'm at school, how often I wish to be home, away from all the stresses of classes and midterms. It is a sweet relief to come home and sleep in my own bed. This joy only lasts for a day though. Then I long to be back at school. hah hah. :-) Anyway, yeah.

-bj

Friday, September 20, 2002
 
A sad day at H2O ... I said goodbye to two good friends as they go off to college. I'll miss you all, Davis and CalPoly people! I'll be praying for you! It's sad seeing our roads going in different ways. I guess we all have to remember that we should not choose our path in life based on where are friends are going, or based on what will be most fun. We should choose our paths in accordance to God's will.

"When worlds collide
And roads divide
It's You I will follow
Like sun by day
And stars by night
It's You I will follow home."

On a lighter note ...
I drooled all over myself in Philosophy. It was very embarassing. I had to casually wipe my mouth and my shirt to try to lessen the appearance of drool spots. Trust me, it was very disgusting. I shall not get into the details or the description of it.

-bj

 
Bum on Telegraph: "Cash for pot? Pot for cash?"

the joys of going to Berkeley.

-bj

 
When earthly trials cloud my point of view
Remind me I am only passing through

The best is yet to come
The promise of heaven awaits
I'll finally see my Lord and Savior
Face to Face
For He has set me free
For all eternity
When my life on earth is done
The best is yet to come ...

(watching ... waiting ... praying)

-bj

 
Not the best-written story, but a nice one nonetheless. I take comfort in it.

Once there was a guy who went on vacation. He drove down to the beach
with his family and got to stay in a room with a balcony that looked
right out on the ocean.

One day when he was standing out on the balcony, the wind billowing
through his hair, the crash of the waves roaring in his ears, he gazed out
upon the ocean for a very long time. And after a while, he realized
that he couldn't stop looking at it. Something about it captivated him.
Not in a "let's go out and conquer the sea" kind of way. It was something
about the vastness, the endlessness of it. He thought, 'this must be
what it feels like to stare into eternity.' He could have stood out there
forever, enjoying the sights and sounds of the deep blue water.

And then something else came to him. The wild, raging enormity of the
ocean was a mirror for life here on earth. Life had come to be seen by
him as a difficult thing, something to try and survive, and hopefully
not get trampled by in the process. Not in a hopeless,
never-get-out-of-bed kind of way; it was a world-weariness, and perhaps a little fear.
Something about the uncontrollable, unpredictability of life seemed to
mirror the wild waters, the crashing waves, and the chaotic currents,
tossing anything caught up in them to-and-fro, without even realizing that
they were doing it.

The thought of leaving the beautiful chaos in front of him to turn
around and face the more frightening version behind him filled him with
great dread. It felt much safer watching the ocean, in its great majestic
vastness, from a comfortable distance, than plunging headlong into life
with all its scary twists and turns. He wanted to stay on that balcony
forever.

But he finally remembered that that is not the way human life was meant
to play out. Life was made to be lived. If he remained unmoving in this
safe, happy place, then he would have never done anything that truly
mattered. History would forget that he ever existed.

So he set his shoulders, took a deep breath, and he turned around.

-bj

Thursday, September 19, 2002
 
My suitemate Tina: "I AM NOT a fruit!" (Supposedly, Tina is the name of a fruit in Kuwait.)

 
To Amsy, with love! :-) I promised I'd write you a poem. Here it is:

Amsy-poo
by Bryan J. Lee

who can make me laugh
like no one else can do?
my amsy amsy amsy
my amsy amsy poo

who can make each day
seem fresh and cool and new
my amsy amsy amsy
my amsy amsy poo

who's the coolest rocker chick
a friend so kind and true
my amsy amsy amsy
my amsy amsy poo

who can tell me funny jokes
and things i never knew
my amsy amsy amsy
my amsy amsy poo

who is that sexy, foxy chick
someone tell me, who?
my amsy amsy amsy
my amsy amsy poo

-bj

 
SOME STRANGER HIT ON ME TODAY!!!! WOOHOOOO!! just kidding, it was kinda freaky ... i was walking back to my dorm room when some car drives slowly by with its windows open. Some chick shouts out, "Hey, sexy! What's your name?" I was freaked out, so I kept walking. Then she yelled, "HEY YOU! LOOK AT ME WHEN I TALK TO YOU!!!" By then, I was super freaked out so I kinda ran to my dorm room. (*sigh*)

she thought I was sexy. then again, who doesn't? lol.

(On a side note, I've discovered that Berkeley chicken burgers give me an inordinate amount of gas. Yeah, I should be the spokesman for Gas-X ... Did I ever tell you guys that I used to think I had a butt disorder? Well anyway, that's another story.)

-bj

 
hmmm ... I'm SO STRESSED OUT! Physics is sooooooo hard, and I'm still not understanding CS ... pray for me ... pray hard. Oh well, my roommates and suitemates have been very encouraging. I almost feel like I can succeed ... j/k ... i know i can't. (*sigh*) ... whelp ... all I can do is try my best, eh?

-bj

Wednesday, September 18, 2002
 
I need to make a confession, I've been really mean to one of my roommates. I've treated him like crap. I'm VERY SORRY. I didn't realize he was so sensitive. :-), j/k. Anyway, yeah ... he's one of my closest friends and a really nice guy all the time. he's a really good influence on me, too. (*sigh*) ... i sound so mushy ... mebbe 'cuz i'm so in love ... lol. yeah ... i shall speak no more bad words about him ... or i shall try not to ... 'cuz he deserves better than that. yup yup yup. i love you man.

-bj

 
today i went on a date ... it was a group date ... well, actually it was like a guys night out ...male bonding time ... everyone needs some. it's not what you think, though. guys just having fun. it's not what you think though, guys nite are cool

-bj

 
Ode to the Love that Could Not Be

Oh how we might have lived
So very happily
What love I had to give
A love that could not be

How did you get away
So very suddenly
What an awful price to pay
A love that could not be

You slammed your heart's door shut
So very forcefully
And you were ripping out my gut
With the love that could not be

You decided not to love
Before you even knew me
And you've left me thinking of
Our love that could not be


(*sigh*) ... :-) i'll be okay ... just need to go cry a little. lol.

-bj

Tuesday, September 17, 2002
 
i LOVE STEPHEN!

-bj

 
okay ... tell my my roommate's not gay ... here's the description on his shampoo bottle

"pantene pro-v 2 in 1. shampoo + conditioner. smooth & sleek. liso & sedoso. (i think that means smooth and sleek in some other language ...) Healthy, hydrated hair starts with your shampoo. This hydrating Pro-vitamin formula contains an extra dose of moisture to nourish hair and help prevent future damage. Gentle enough to use on permed or color-treated hair."

hmmm ... i sleep with one eye open.

-bj



 
HEY i dunno how to get people to put comments on my blog page ... how 'bout you guys just e-mail me to tell me how cool i am! heh heh ... anyway, today i realized that when people have to think of names on the spot (i.e. fake identities), they always choose one syllable names. Ever notice that? My roommate has this obsession with the name bob. I always go with Fred. Sometimes Jim, but usually fred ... yeah. Bob the assassin and Fred the ninja assailiant will one day TAKE OVER THE WORLD! AND THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO TO STOP US 'CUZ YOU DON'T KNOW OUR TRUE IDENTITIES! MUAHAHAHAHA!

~bj

Monday, September 16, 2002
 
if anyone is going to read tiff cheung's blog - or has read tiff cheung's blog - SHE'S A PSYCHOPATH!!! uhhhh ... yeah ... i'm not that weird ... it's just her. :-) ... she's the one calling my butt hunky and chunky ...


but if i must say, i do have a pretty hunky butt ... lol

-bj

 
to relieve stress ... DEXTER'S LAB! WOOHOO!

-bj

 
Here's a really nice story / song ... sorry that my blog is turning into a place where i just share song lyrics ... music is just a big part of my life ... i've actually heard this song, and it's really powerful.

****************************************
* Title : Thank You *
* Artist : Ray Boltz *
* Album : The Concert Of A Lifetime *
* Written by Ray Boltz *
****************************************
(Language: English)

Thank You:
==========
I dreamed I went to Heaven
You were there with me
We walked upon the streets of gold
Beside the crystal sea
We heard these angels singing
Then someone called your name
You turned and saw this young man
And he was smiling as he came
He said "Friend you may not know me now"
And then he said "But wait -
"You used to teach my Sunday school
When I was only eight
And every week you would say a prayer
Before the class would start
And one day when you said that prayer
I asked Jesus in my heart"

Chorus:
Thank you for giving to the Lord
I am a life that was changed
Thank you for giving to the Lord
I am so glad you gave

Then another man stood before you
He said "Remember the time
A missionary came to your church
His pictures made you cry
You didn't have much money
But you gave it anyway
Jesus took that gift you gave
And that's why I'm in Heaven today"

Repeat Chorus

One by one they came
Far as your eyes could see
Each life somehow touched
By your generosity
Little things that you had done
Sacrifices you made
They were unnoticed on this earth
In Heaven now proclaimed

And I know up in Heaven
You're not supposed to cry
But I am almost sure
There were tears in your eyes
As Jesus took your hand
And you stood before the Lord
He said "My child look around you
Great is your reward."

Repeat Chorus

I am so glad you gave.


 
man, i thought i was getting programming ... i finally got a difficult program to work ... but now i have to turn in my assignment and two of the programs don't work. (*sigh*) big bummer ... neway ... pray for Bryan's programming class ... he's dying.

-bj

 
Bryan's tips for picking up hot guys/girls (whatever floats your boat, as Tina would say ...)

1st step - you have to find a hot guy/girl. Then you walk straight at him/her - directly and that person. Then that person will either move left or right to avoid you. You, too will move left or right (usually both), and you both will have a funny, awkward situation. But that's a good way to start a conversation. 90% of the time you both will try walking in the same direction. It's hilarious. Now mind you, this will only work if the hot guy / girl is paying attention to where he / she is going. If, however, the person you are interested in is like reading a book while walking or just not paying attention, all is not yet lost. What you do is casually stick out your leg while he / she is walking. If the person doesn't see who or what he / she tripped on, you rush over to help him / her out. If, however, they DO see you trip 'em, RUN LIKE THE WIND! :-)

Foolproff ... Foolproof ... unless you are a fool ... then mebbe not ...

-bj

 
On a life verse:

Today in service we learned about the life verse of every Christian: "For me to live is Christ and to die is gain." I wasn't interested in the verse so much as the concept of having a life verse. I wondered what I would pick as my life verse. I think I've finally decided. Philippians chapter 3 is one of my favorite passages of the Bible. I think the verses which I try to live my life by are as follows.

"But what things were gain to me I, those I counted loss for Christ. I count all things as loss when compared to the excellency of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord ... And be found in Christ Jesus not through my own righteousness, but through my faith in Christ. Not as though I had already attained or have been made perfect, but I strive to achieve what God has planned for me. I don't believe to have achieved this already, but this one thing I do, forgetting that which is behind, and reaching to those things that are ahead, I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus." (paraphrased verses from the KJV of Philippians 3)

I will explain why these verses are my life verses later ... it's kinda late now. Oh yeah, one last thing ... something I learned in physics. How much do farmers sell corn to pirates for? A bucanneer! hahahaha! Get it? A Buck-an-ear. heh heh ... oh the things you learn in the public education system ... :-)

-bj

Sunday, September 15, 2002
 
Hmmm ... lyrics ... never heard the song, but I like the lyrics ... If you wish you had a boyfriend/girlfriend ... this song's for you ... it could also be a song for God, too.

The road will lead to you

fifty thousand miles
and a thousand more to go
and I'm feeling more lost with each step I take alone
and I'm wearing out faith
like a pair of old shoes
strong enough to say I'm weak enough to need you
and I'm picking up your satellite
from somewhere in the galaxy
are you ok tonight
wish you were here with me

and I'll never give up until the journey is through
believing in time the road will lead to you
and whenever I'm lost under the light of the moon
hope is my guide and the road will lead to you


 
On Sensitivity ...

I'm learning that one must have to take into account people's sensitivity when dealing with others. Consider this. Tommy lives with a loving, caring family. His parents are always there giving him hugs and presents. They take care of all his needs and always tell him how much they love him. Yet, Tommy doesn't feel loved. Maybe he even knows that he's loved, but he still doesn't feel loved. So then does it matter that Tommy's parents love him? It only matters that Tommy doesn't feel loved. That's something I gotta learn to do ... take into account others' feelings. Sometimes I just gotta reassure people and encourage them. Something for me to work on ...

-bj