3 on 3 Basketball Tournament

So this weekend, my fellowship hosted a 3 on 3 basketball tournament inviting other Christian fellowships from other Virginia universities. It actually surprised me how many people were there.There were probably over 15 teams at this tournament and so many people there too watch. People from VCU, JMU, GMU, UVA came all the way down too. I ended up making a team with a few of my church friends. To tell you the truth, we were just an average team. I did not expect us to get far at all considering we had a 5 players on the team, and 1 of them never plays basketball, and one just got surgery on his knee so he lost all his speed. So basically we had 3 good players including me, but I have back and knee problems and my other friend had a sinus infection. So basically all of us were not exactly in the best shape to be playing in a three on three tournament.

We surprisingly got to the semi's. If we won we would have gone to the finals! Its funny how I didn't expect to even get past the first round, but yet we got so close.

At tournament though, I saw how important glory is to people of this world. Basically no one, I mean NO ONE, watched the B league Championship game because of the A league championship game. This showed how important glory was because everyone that played in B league was saying how they don't care that they lost anymore because just look, no one cares.

That is kind of bad because I think that we should be playing for ourselves, and for our own love of the game rather than playing to please others. I mean yes we love to play ball, but no offense I think you don't actually love ball if you play just to get attention from the opposite sex or to be known in the korean community as being a "baller." This applies to other things in life as well as well.

Sorry if this makes me sound like a total douchebag, but thats just what I think, and I hope no one takes offense to that.

Well thats all I have to share. Goodbye

U.V.GAY

Hello. So I officially hate UVA frat guys. They are full of the most worthless people in the whole entire world. I haven’t been this pissed off in such a long time.

So this weekend there was an ultimate Frisbee tournament at UVA which invited many Christian fellowships to play against each other. These fellowships came from UVA, VT, UMD, GMU.

Overall the tournament was fun. It was a great day with the sun shining and slight breeze, and reuniting with some old friends from other schools was really nice too. In the end, our two teams from TECH ended up losing in the playoffs, but we didn’t really care since it was just Frisbee. No one from any team REALLY got angry, compared to basketball and flag football tournaments. So basically this weekend was awesome. But there was one thing bad thing about this weekend. Here’s what happened:

As we were about to start our first playoff game, we all started to stretched and started to get hyped up to play. However, out of nowhere we hear a loud firecracker noise. And guess what, it was obviously fireworks being thrown at us. Soon you see some being thrown onto the field that we were going to play on as well. And not only do they throw firecrackers, but they threw one of those HUGE ones that has an extra long fuse on purpose because its explosion is a lot bigger. It started to blow up, and luckily we got ever y one nearby to back up away from the fireworks and no one was hurt.

I don’t understand why you would do that. Why would you bother a group of people just playing Frisbee on the field? We didn’t piss them off in any way; we were just minding our own business. I was seriously about to flip and bash some windows, but I didn’t.

I guess I don’t hate all UVA frat guys, but most. All of them that I saw looked at me like I’m not an equal, but as if he is SO much better off than me. Well whatever screw UVGAY and like Chad Ochocinco would say, They deserve a big ol’ Child please.

Love within religion

People have the misconception that such a thing called 'love' exists in this world. So if love is so universal and all-powerful, explain murder and war. Explain why parents get a divorce for the sake of their own happiness above their kid's. Explain why people are constantly victims of an abusive relationship, falling back on someone who hurts them so much yet claims to not be able to live without them. Explain why teenagers allow themselves to get into a relationship based around frivolous human emotion rather than something pure and solid.

Love doesn't exists. There is no such thing.

Human minds and the emotions that project from each individual varies so much, how can one word encompass all the differences that come from each heart. One's definition of love is utterly different from another's, and the level of commitment that one is willing to follow through with love is completely different as well.

Love doesn't exist. There is no such thing.

But there is hope. Because although there is no such thing as love, there is such a thing as GOD'S love. Because God is the definition of love, and because he resides in this world and in each and every one of us, we are given the ability to project forth that love from within to others around us.

So what's my point?

There is no such thing as love outside of God's love. You can't just simply love someone, you have to love them by being a vessel of God's love, so that HE can LOVE that person THROUGH you.

God is love. There's no escape from it.

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Dupplehoff. Very Dangerous. Kill on sight. Slitkins. Very dangerous. Kill on sight. Night fury. Unknown. If you ever encounter one run. Well my friend. I have to say that I have seen a night fury and have lived to tell the tale. Everyone has misunderstood the very nature of dragons. People always think that dragons are vicious creatures and should be killed on sight. But I have seen what they are really like and they are just like us. Killing only to survive. Dragons aren’t these animals that kill just for fun. I have seen and befriended one and the only reason they kill is because they have to. They live like bees in a volcano. And in the center of their home is their queen. If they don’t provide enough food they themselves will be eaten. These creatures are majestic and loyal. They will stand by your side through anything.

I know some of you think I’m probably crazy for not killing this night fury on sight. But when I looked at it, I saw myself. It was scared just as I was. There was no way that I could have slaughtered that dragon on sight. Once it had gained my trust, it was my friend for life. I knew that it would stand by me no matter what happened. And once it let me onto its back I knew we were bonded. The feeling of cutting through the air at speeds unknown to anyone else is amazing. It’s as if we were connected. We moved as one and our flight through the skies were effortless.

Man. If only I could really have a night fury. I really enjoyed this movie. How to Train Your Dragon was a surprisingly good. I thought it was just another kids movie but it was freaking fantastic. There was action and drama and comedy. There were lines in the movie that actually made me laugh out loud. There were also fight sequences that were engaging and held my attention. Then there was the drama of the main character that was an outcast. This film was well rounded and I think will be a kid’s classic. If you haven’t seen this film yet I really encourage you to go see it. I definitely think that it is a must see for people of all ages.

Memories

The human brain is a fascinating thing. It amazes me how the brain can store maybe not all, but the majority of your experiences. I think that if we did not have memories, we would be missing a crucial part of life. Reminiscing on all the good is probably one of the few things that make me truly happy. There’s nothing like looking at all the old pictures with friends and family and seeing how much you have grown as a person.

The funny thing about our memories is that even though we may try to remember everything that occurs in our lives, we can’t. And not only that, we seem to remember the bad times in life more than the good. For example, if I try to think of a day where I was happy, I can’t really remember the details other than the people I was with. However, when I try to remember a bad memory in my life, it’s easy. I remember almost every line that each person said to me, where, and when it was. I’ve shared with you before, but the perfect example would be when my mom past away. Another example would be when my dog died. But anyways you get the point.

I think there is a reason why us humans may not be able to remember everything in life. Its because memories are meant to be shared and held together with people. Its almost impossible to remember everything by yourself, but when your with your friends and you talk about the good times, then you can use everyone’s pieces of memories to put them all together. And after that you and all your friends can experience the memory as w hole. Also I think that even though we may remember the sad, we should not look at sad memories as setbacks, but use them as ways to bring you happiness and motivation. Because then you can look at the bad times and see how much you have grown.

P.S. I hate Blacksburg weather, How in the world does it go from like 60 degrees, sunny, and warm, to like 40 degrees, rainy, and cold.

Real or Fake

It's St. Patrick's Day. I don't know what this holiday is for.  But i know that leprechauns exist! Laugh all you want, but I swear on my life that i saw one today.  I was crossing the drill field and a saw something flash from the corner of my eye.  I did a double take, and there, standing on the edge of the sidewalk, where the grass meets the concrete, was the weirdest little thing.  I know everyone says that leprechauns resemble humans, but this leprechaun was nothing close to human.  Let me try and explain this strange creature. It was nothing like people described.  Ok, so this leprechaun had a long oval face.  The forehead extended to take up half of its face, if you could call it that.  Halfway down its face was its nose or I should say noses.  Instead of a simple nose like a human, it had a huge lump of nostrils.  The closest thing I can think of that resembled the nose is a porous sponge just sitting in the middle of its face.  Next you would think there would be the mouth right? No, instead there sat one eye. But instead of a normal eye it looked more like the opening to bottle.  Once we started talking i realized that this opening was so that a stalk would slither out and at the end of that stalk sat the eyeball.  Under the eye was the mouth.  This mouth was just a slit. Straight across from on side of its face to the other.  No lips.  just a slit and when the leprechaun opened its mouth to talk i saw rows of crooked teeth. Imagine a sharks set of teeth.  Now where the neck would usually be there was a trunk.  It's body was that of a plant.  It had a trunk-like neck that narrowed down into leafy foliage.  It seemed as if this thing was a perfect cross of plant and animal.  Its body seemed leafy but it was sturdy and from the sides of its stomach area was a paw and a hand.  Where the legs should have been was a root-like stump and a human-like foot.  It was as if this leprechaun was sown together from all the left overs of rotten carcasses.  It was the ugliest little thing I have probably seen in my life.  I wish i could have taken a picture of it so that I could post it with this blog.  Anyway, now that I have finished describing the leprechaun, I was in shock mode.  I don't know if anyone else saw it but I seemed to be the only one that seemed to take notice of it.  I tentatively approached the creature.  It spoke before I even had a chance to register what exactly I was going to say.  This thing only came up to my knee but its voice was surprisingly deep and gravelly.  It said to me, "Look here! I'm a leprechaun.  I know I'm not what you've been taught to believe, but i swear to you I'm a leprechaun and i need your help."  

I was frozen in disbelief.  As i tried to form words with my gaping mouth, a football came hurtling towards my feet.  Some frat boys were tossing around the football in the nice weather. Tossing the football back, I immediately twisted back to face the leprechaun, but it was nowhere to be seen.  There was not way to miss that ugly thing, but it must have been quick for such a stumpy creature because I could find it nowhere on the drill field.  I didn't know what to do so i just continued my walk to class.  This whole day has been a huge daze as my thoughts and beliefs have been rocked by this sudden appearance of a leprechaun.

HAHHA I'm just kidding! HAPPY ST. PATRICK'S DAY!!!

I lied

I would say I had a pretty average life until I was 11. I lived with my mother, father, and my pet dog. Like any other kid, I would play outside till the sun disappeared from the sky, and nothing but street lights illuminate the ground. I rode my lime green mountain bike on every single street in my neighborhood; I played tag like it was my job, and had this amazing ability to have a new scab every single day.

All the memories of summer days and youth still linger in my head. But one day that is more important to me than even my own birthday is November 2, 2001.

I remember the last few days of October were the most agonizing days of life. My mother suddenly grew ill, and I couldn't do anything to help her. Both my mother and father figured it is probably just the flu, or just something simple that will go away with rest, but this was not the case. As the days went on my mothers’ condition got worse. My worried father always would return early from work to give my mother medicine and just take care of her. Long story short, we took my mother to the hospital and that was the last time I got to see her alive.

When I was little, I used to ask god why he had to take my mom so soon. I was bitter at the world. I was angry that no one in my family could save my mother; I mean to kids, grownups are practically superheroes that can do anything. I was also mad at myself for not being able to do anything for her. Since I was the biggest momma’s boy, my mother used to ask me if I could live without her, and I would always say, "No of course not" while being held in her arms. I told her that if she died, I will just die with her and I will never leave her side. When I think of this, I feel like the worst son ever. I said that I couldn’t live without her, and yet I’m still alive after 9 years. So, I decided if I get to see my mother in Heaven, I will apologize.