and this was the final lesson taught in my accounting class to end the semester:

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.

Where there is hatred, let me bring love.
Where there is injury, let me bring pardon.
Where there is discord, let me bring union.
Where there is doubt, let me bring faith.
Where there is error, let me bring truth.
Where there is despair, let me bring hope.
Where there is sadness, let me bring joy.
Where there is darkness, let me bring light.

O Divine Master,
grant me that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console,
to be understood as to understand,
to be loved as to love.

For it is in giving that we receive.
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned.
It is in dying that we are born to eternal life.

an ending prayer made by my professor as a reminder for us to never forget the cross that hangs in each and every one of our classrooms.  his greatest hope is not for us to leave his class with the knowledge of accountancy, but to leave with a better understanding in the value of honesty and the virtue of giving. he felt that if we did not take at least that much from him this semester, then he had failed us as a teacher. and with this being said, he dismissed us.

we all sat there listening to him in awe. i could only think of one word to say to all of that. Amen.

praise thee, notre dame.

fuck. i just had this crazy urge to write in my xanga again.  this isnt good.....i think im becoming one of THEM...a HORRIFYING xangaholic !im DOOOOOOMMMED.

just 2 more weeks folks and we can all return to our wonderful, happy and hopefully work-free homes.  and we can all do this with one big ginormous smile on our beautiful faces, knowing that we pulled it off.  knowing that we poured out our hearts and souls into conquering those sons of bitches that they formally refer to as examinations.  and even if the outcome may come out undesirable, aka, even if those ugly exams rip us a new one, know that even monkies fall from trees.  but whatever the outcome may be, at least we will all know deep down inside that home was well earned for.  it's the final homestretch baby.  let's go give 'em hell!

this is what excessive studying of IT management can do to you...i swear im not a crackhead . good luck on finals all of you beautiful souls... 

so i got up at 8 in the morning on a sunday, giving up on my attempt to fall asleep.  a bit overwhelmed by the burden of life, i felt troubled by both the certainties and uncertainties that lie ahead.  the certainty of struggle accompanied by the uncertainty of success.  i tried to think of someone or something that would be able to cheer me up around this ungodly hour, but it was impossible.  a dead brain, two missing arkie roommates, and a long list of dimmed screennames . just when i thought that it was hopeless, i spotted a fortune cookie sitting behind my wallet.  and i thought to myself, maybe that little slip of shitty paper will have something written on it that might be worth reading for once...so i sluggishly cracked open the cookie to reveal my fortune within...and to my surprised delight, it read: "Determination will get you through this."  WOW.  just the words i needed to get through the next two weeks. its kinda weird thinking about it.  i mean, how the HELL did it know i was going through tough times?! Why didnt it say a usual, tasteless lie like "You are beautiful and intelligent"?! nonetheless, it was enough to put a smile on my face.  Thank you Golden Bowl Co., my new best friend, for a magical experience.  

a fortune cookie spoke to me today, won't u let it do the same for u?  next time you're going through a shitty day, do yourself a favor. crack open a fortune cookie and let yourself smile.

: ) 

been back in the bend for 2 weeks and its been very hectic...but who could've imagined, i'm actually pretty damn happy being back...and i think it's safe to say that it's going to be an exciting year filled with a buttload of drinking and potential RESLIVES.  though i probably should be a bit more focused on my schoolwork, i think my grades will plummet this year for a good reason: enjoying life with my precious friends who i owe so much to for providing me with entertainment, good company, and free alcohol.  here are just some snapshots of my crazy motherfuckin lovable friends:

juli and matt

DOC, Chris, Jen

Eddie, Emelina, Chris, Jen

Anhello...you crazy fuck

alcohol lovers

evidence of vinh pimpin in the lovenest

a group...weird pic of a bunch of dudes in the LOVE NEST

Lisa Vinh and Huyenie

and finally, my quadmates...Matt gettin buttslapped by Jon

yes...these are the most appropriate pictures from my very limited supply that i can post up for now...

but on a more serious note, if any of you find me slacking off, buttslap me, cause i need a reality check.

Well I finally decided to update my xanga when I realized my ass had been sitting idle at my desk for a good 30 minutes while my mind wandered off to all sorts of different (clean) places.  The semester is coming to an end, and I have spent much time in reminiscence of my first year college experience.  So rather than just thinking about these moments and then forgetting about what I was thinking 10 seconds later, I mind as well get my thoughts down on xanga so that these intriguing thoughts can be contained in eternity........Besides, I have 3 hours of my life to kill since I'm waiting on the download of the newest kickass Naruto episode, which is currently being dowloaded at 4KB/sec on a T1 connection...yeah life's f'ed up. 

I spent much of yesterday packing up my things for summer storage while drinking some good ol' irish red beer; it was an amazing experience:  It's like treasure hunting in your own room, picking up your own little precious things that you don't remember ever having.   For me, I found a flask and a few shot glasses lying around...yep, hope it's really mine cause you're damn right I'm putting that shiet into good use next year.  It's kinda sad looking around this empty room, knowing that my freshman year is done away with...Experienced so many things for the first time, like sake, poker, everclear, interaction with Bush-loving white people, alcohol poisoning, swimming, and of course, reading......a whole 700 page textbook.  I remember when I first--

f that, I'll finish up my thoughts later, poker's calling my name. =)