The Legend of Appa (My Dad)

This is a message my sister sent me today… Umma means mom and Appa means Dad for those of you who are non koreans or don’t have any korean friends…

“So apparently, umma and appa went with their church to Big Sur for a retreat thing. And while they were there appa got one of his oh-so-brilliant-but-not-so-brilliant ideas. One day, they all went down to the beach with all the church members and stuff…
and then…
Appa grabbed his big machette and took off his shirt and jumped into the ocean with the big waves crashing all around. He claimed he was going “fishing”.
Of course, umma and the church people were yelling hysterically at him as he disappeared. He was gone for two hours and everybody started praying out loud because they thought he was dead…
so then he comes out of the ocean after he’s been gone for two hours and decides he is going to grab his little paddle boat. Hana’s dad refused to join him because it was way too crazy in the water (Apparently the waves wwere HUGE). so appa went by himself and rowed himself away with the waves crashing around him…
and he disappeared AGAIN for another few hours to go “fishing” saying he knew a “great spot” and away he went…
then he shows up again a few hours later….and they asked him if he caught anything and he sort of nods his head nad says…”yeah…i caught a few little fish…” as he pulls out a sack of seven humungous fish the size of my leg.

umma said one time when appa was in vetnam, he went swimming at 9 in the morning in the ocean and didn’t show up again until 5 later that afternoon, and everyone thought he had died that time too.

umma says appa is a 20 year old boy trapped in a 60 year old man’s body. I must agree….”

Wow. That sounds like my dad to me!

Old People (Korean) Love Me.

Hello everyone out there…I know it’s been WAY overdo (my new post), but after LONG last, and 13 days of craziness, I will finally update this wonderful blog of mine.  I have got to say that Korea has been really crazy–that is what has kept me from posting for a long period of time!  I have seriously not had any time to stop, breathe, or even think, as everyday is seriously jam packed with all sorts of crazy stuff.  I wish I could expound upon all of that here, but I’m only probably going to give you a taste of what I’ve been experiencing here in Korea.  Honestly, within all that, I dearly miss the States–and by this, I hardly mean the geographical location, but I mean every single one of my beloved friends back home.  I miss my mom, and I miss my sister.  I miss my PC family, those in Nor Cal and So Cal.  But most of all…I miss…

My car.  .  Eva.   How I miss you so…and Layla, my guitar…Oh dear. 

hahahaha.  Just kidding.  Okay anyways…DUDE!  Old Korean people LOVE ME.  I mean I always knew I had a way with old people (maybe perhaps because I am getting old myself) but WOW.  They LOVE me.  Is it the way I wink at them?  Or maybe it’s my “i want to pinch you” cute face?  Or maybe it’s because of my six pack…that’s hidden beneath 23.5% body fat.  ISN’T THAT SICK?  I went to a BALLER gym (Seoul Club) which is EXCLUSIVE, and the workers there know every single member by name (Mike Han…need I say more?), and the stupid machine told me I have 23.5% BODY FAT?  WTH? 

That’s so sick that I decided to join Mike on a one month INTENSIVE lose weight so I can gain it again diet!  He’s going to be putting me on a rigorous eat 5 small meals a day while running, swimming and strip teasing month long intensive program.  It’ll be quite exciting (especially the stripping part). 

Anyways, now that I went on that tanget…OLD PEOPLE LOVE me.  Okay I need to clarify this here…it’s KOREAN old people.  I dunno why, though.  Do You?  But it’s all good cause I LOVEEEEE Old People.   But yea. 

So to briefly explain what I have been up to in Korea, besides rigorously searching for my future wife, I have been hanging out with none other than MIKE HAN and HENRY SO.  Apart from that, I went to go visit my relatives in the COUNTRY of Korea.  LIKE this place is NO JOKE.  There are COWS and CHICKEN Hens there, MILES OF Rice fields, and really ghetto homes that are quite lovely.  It’s stinking hot–but honestly, it was so nice to meet my family.  It’s soooooooooooo weird to think that my MOM was just a LITTLE kid to these people!  I’ve learned so much about how my mom was raised, and what she went through while growing up–it makes me feel closer to her, to be here.  My dad, too, but he has a lot less family here…which also has a whole story to it.

It’s been good to see Mike and Henry.  I really enjoy their company.  Mike and I discuss all sorts of random philosophical and trite things…while Henry…well.  Let’s just say he’s really focused in on the conversation.  .  Henry knows all of my deepest darkest secrets now.  hahahaha, 

Besides that, I have been learning a lot.  I finished the book Irresistable Revolution (on subway rides) and it’s a powerful book.  That, with the movie Amazing Grace (which every Christian revivalist HAS to watch), a sermon by Paul Washer online, and experiences I’ve been having here in Korea, have really opened new doors of revelation for my life.  One day I will share them with you!

Apart from that, Korea is pretty much the same old–getting fed till your stomach is about to explode, (when you’re with Mike) going to BALLER restaurants for free, and soaking in the WONDERFUL KOREA SUN!  Freaking 80% humidity.  SICK.  But it’s okay…because I like to sweat.  I like “sweat rolling down the crack of my a** like NIAGRA!”  (Only those who have watched Robin Williams Live on Broadway can appreciate that joke).  Anyways…

I dun really have much else to say, other than, for those who are already, KEEP PRAYING FOR MY WIFE!  She needs to be hot.  and…not too korean.  And…hot.  And did I mention hot?  Just kidding.  I dun really care about all that stuff, just as much as every other guy…freak, I guess that I just contradicted myself there.

No but seriously.  Pray that I grow and learn and have open doors to share the gospel.  Pray! 

Last Post GONE.

Due to Negative feedback from my last post (hahahaha) I decided to take it down.  PEACE.

JAESON KILLED TWO PEOPLE!!!

OMG.  I’m not sure if you guys have heard yet, but something horrible happened during the conference here in Korea.  Please PRAY!  This is BAD. 

Well okay.  I know I was being a bit dramatic.  hahaha.  But according to the Korea Translator, Jaeson killed two people!  hahaha.  It was honestly the most hilarious / worst translating mistake I’ve ever heard in my life!  I mean, she was a great translator, and she was REALLY nice…but WOW. 

So basically, what happened was Jaeson was telling his testimony, and got to the part where he tells everyone that while he was in a gang, he almost died two times…However, instead of translating as “almost dying two times”, she said that HE MURDERED TWO PEOPLE!

 This was in a conference with a BUNCH of junior high school kids!  You should have SEEN their faces!  It was CLASSIC.  One little girl, probably like in 7th grade, was so shocked that her mouth was open and gapping for 15-20 minutes after Jaeson said it.  All these little kids and little boys suddenly were paying a LOT more attention for fear of DEATH.  hahaha.  And all this time, Jaeson felt something was wrong, but didn’t know what it was.  hahahaha.

Later that day, when I told Jaeson about it, we were cracking so many jokes about it, it was so funny.  Jaeson went up again that night to preach, and told the group that he had to “correct” something that was mistranslated in the earlier session.  He said that the translator had told everyone that Jaeson had killed two people.  But the truth was, Jaeson said, that he had killed ten people.  Oh man…even MORE shock.  Poor kids!

He finally corrected himself to the relief of the little junior high school kids.  Anyways.  This is a pre-post before my big post.  Hope you are well.