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Name: Hansoo
Country: United States
State: Maryland
Metro: Baltimore
Gender: Male
Interests: lacrosse, guitar, tv, boarding, bowling
Expertise: sleeping, eating pho, bowling
Occupation: Education/training
Industry: Education/Research
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AIM:  soc22lax
Member Since:
1/10/2003
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| 1828 Scaffold Way
-29 south
-100 east
-295 south (towards washington)
-175 twoards Ft Meade
-left on charter oaks
-right on town center
-left on bluewater
The best place to park is on Bluewater on the street, right behind the house.
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| What a busy week. GLO retreat mon-wed, work thurs-fri, and took my
class to rehobeth beach on saturday. today was a day of
relaxation/reflection/sappy feel good movies.
the GLO retreat truly was a blessing. the guest speaker was pastor
byung ham. i knew byung in high school (well i knew who he was but he
had no idea who i was) and to say that he has changed would be an
enormous understatement. Gods grace is so evident in his life and i
felt so blessed to be able to hear him speak. working with middle
schoolers was also a really gracious experience. at times i would get
so frustrated with them but then i would think how frustrated God must
get with me. hmm... Gods grace is such an amazing thing. something that
i don't think i will totally grasp. and in a way i hope i don't ever
truly grasp it b/c then i would cease to be in amazement of it, at
least until i get to heaven at which point, it won't matter... i guess
its something that God has been trying to teach me throughout my entire
life. by nature, i am so totally not gracious nor am i grateful. i
mean, its usually easy to be gracious or graeful especially when you
see those opportunities before they happen. but sometimes, i get caught
with my pants around my ankles and then my ugly sinful nature appears.
i guess its because im a very emotional person and i dont really hide
those emotions very well. i mean usually im pretty level headed but its
so easy for me to get caught up in the moment and before you know it
i've made an a** of myself. case in point, i was playing justin in pin
pong and i lost. two middle schoolers were waiting to play next but in
my temporary emotional blindness i wanted to play again and i kept
insisting that to the point were i think the kids were getting upset. i
caught myself before things got too out of hand but thats the thing of
it. im always cleaning up my mistakes, instead of avoiding them. sad
huh, that a 25 year old guy can't think before he acts or speaks. its
times like those that im forced to face the reality of my brokeness.
situations like that where i have to rely on Gods grace. its so
humbling when i see my faults and weaknesess. in the end, thats what
life is all about right? getting everyting wrong, and God still
recieving you with open arms. if only i could be content with that,
instead of trying to live up to some arbitrary standard. :-/
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| You can be the best at what you do and still be a failure. Its all in
the timing of things. Michael Jordan never won an NBA Title until
Scottie Pippen came along. Joe Torre had a mediocre record before he
was hired to manage the Yankees. You have to be in the right place at
the right time. Right now though, I feel as if Im in the right place,
at the wrong time. Sometimes I wish I could press the fast forward or
slow motion buttons on the DVR of my life. Fast forward to when the
time is right and then slow motion that period of my life forever. In
the end though, all the wishng and hoping in the world isnt going to
change the way things are. The right time will come eventually. Though
it won't do me any good to anxiously await that time to come. Live in
the now. Carpe Diem. Live as though now is the "best time." But then,
maybe the time is right and I'm just in the wrong place...
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| What a long an interesting weekend it has been! Just got home from the
FCA tournament. While our 2-4 record may not seem very impressive, our
record is not indicative of our success as a team. Compared to last
years record, this years record is a definate improvement, however the
wins and loses only tell half the story. Allow me to explain:
Before the tournament started, I had fairly high hopes for the team
since we had a core group of players that were very skilled as
well as a bunch of younger guys who were eager to learn and improve.
Our first game on saturday only increased my expectations as we won
handily. We totallay dominated the other team and had a chance to give
everyone plenty of minutes. The second and third games were completely
differnet from the first. We seemed tenative and scared. We got bullied
around even though we were more talented then the other teams. The
difference was this: the first team allowed us to impose our will upon
them. The second and third teams didn't. We flexed our guns, and then
they flexed back. And like a big bully who backs down as soon as
someone stands up to them, we buckled under the resistence. By the end
of saturday, my expectations for the team were low. We had talent, but
we lacked the intangibles that every champion needs to be a champion.
We lacked heart. To make matters worse, by the time we roll up to our
first game sunday morning, we are without 3 of our top offensive
players which forces me to use only one midfield line. In lacrosse this
is a big no-no. In lacrosse played in 90 degree weather, this is
suicide. The team we played simply wore us down. We ended up losing 9-2
and I thought we were going to be in for a long day. However, a funny
thing happened during our second game. We again tried to impose our
will upon the other team and they again stepped up to the challenge.
But this time, instead of backing down, we kept fighting. We traded
goals throughout the game and came away with a well deserved 10-9
victory. Finally, there was light at the end of the tunnel! Hopes were
high then as we moved on to our last game. We lost one more player at
this point, so we were down to only 5 guys with a lot of experience
playing offense for us. This was not good especially since this was
their 6th game in two days. To make matters worse, we would be playing
the same team we had just beaten, but this time they brought in many of
their older players who were playing with their 'A' division team. It
seems like they really wanted to beat us badly. On paper, we were
clearly the underdogs. Short handed with hardly any subs against a team
that we had just beaten but with several key additions... And then it
happened. Standing in our pregame huddle, I looked in each and every
one of their eyes, and I saw hope. They knew we were outmatched and
outnumbered but they didnt care. They were going to win. They played
like it too. During the game, I could hear the opposin team bickering
and arguing with each other after every goal we scored. However, the
other team eventually came back to tie the game with under 40 seconds
to play. They had the ball and called time out. Their plan was to
isolate Kisuk since he was a precieved weak link. However Kisuk rose to
the challenge and stripped the attacker of the ball with under 10
seconds to go and then stepped in front of a 10 yard shot and took one
for the team. Pure heart. It then came down to the Braveheart. Mono y
Mono. Man vs Man. One on One. One goalie and one midfielder. Thats it
per team. It starts with a face-off and whoever scores first wins. No
whistles, no substitutions. A pure battle of wills. The face off was a
battle in and of itself. John lost the draw but wouldn't allow the
other guy to pick the ball up cleanly. He eventually fought his way
into possesion of the ball and jogged down field. The fight for the
ground ball obviously took its toll on both players as they were
visibly winded. John dodge and shot... and was blocked by the goalie!
He passed to the midfielder who gingerly walked the ball up field
towards our goal. At this point, both players were exhausted with
neither making an attempt to run. The other player approached our goal
and then promptly vomitted on the field. Undetered, he continued his
dodge and shot the ball..... and it went in. Game over. Even though we
lost, it was one of those moments that I wish I could have captured
somehow, and stored in a bottle. As John collapsed to the ground I
heard the shouts of jubilation from the other team, as well as the
sound of agonizing dissapointment from our team. In ESPN terminology,
it was an "Instant Classic" kind of moment. In my heart, I was
dissapointed that we lost. But at the same time, I was so proud of the
way the team played. At how they fought so hard against the odds.
Everyone played so well that last game. From Justin and John doing what
they did all weekend long, to Aaron and
Andrew scoring huge goals, to Simon and Edgar who selflessly did
whatever i asked them to do, to Kisuk for stepping so huge in that
clutch situation, to Dan Jun for flying all over the field sacrificing
his body to make every play, to Tim Chun for stepping in as an 8th
grader and playing so well against bigger, faster guys, to Ryan, James,
and Happy for stepping up to the challenge when called upon, to Dan Kim
and Wilson who couldnt come onsaturday but came on sunday ready to do
whatever i asked of them, and to Mike Porter for stepping out of the
box to play with a bunch of korean kids winning them over with his
gutsy performance every game. Dave Choi was instrumental as well until
he had to leave after our 5th game. Joon, Jon, and Jimmy were part of
our regular rotation on saturday that allowed us to effectively run two
midfield lines. Without their pressence on sunday, we struggled to find
depth as well as consistency. All in all, I was so very proud at how we
came together as a team, and it showed. Others were impressed as well.
Our game was the last one to be played so by the end of it, there were
literally 200 people watching us play. And afterwards, I had several
people tell me how good we looked as a team. I've never felt so blessed
to be the coach of this group of young men. All the struggles we had to
endure as a team, finally paid off.
That is the storry of this weekend. What a wonderfully long weekend it
was! Through the ups and downs, the dissapointments and achievements,
the heartaches and joys. I never would've imagined that this tournament
would have had this kind of impact on me. My only regret is that many
of you did not come out to watch the tournament. Next year, please make
an attempt to come out and support this team. I know it doenst carry
the same weight as GMC or Softball in terms of BYG social activities
but forget about all of that and think about how hard these guys work
at what they do. So please, please, come out and support this team next
year. You can be there with us when we celebrate winning the
championship!
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| I can't believe that my life is where it is right now. Ten years ago, I
wanted to be a marine biologist. Seven years ago I wanted to be an
arthoscopic surgeon. Five years ago I wanted to be police
officer. Two yeas ago, I just wanted a job. Now I'm appraising houses
but I want to be a teacher. Hmm.... I'm only here where I am
today because of God's grace. Truly, I am. How I got through, high
school, two colleges, 2 major car accidents, 3 major injuries that
required hospital stays... What does the future hold? Or who does my
future hold? Whats the next step in my life and where will it lead me?
Seminary? California? Philadelphia? Chicago? Bethel? Wife? Kids?
Retirement? DEATH????? Ahhhhhhh the suspense is killing me! Sometimes I
wish life were like a "Choose Your Own Adventure" book. That way I
could skim ahead and make sure I pick the good options but then once
and a while see where the bad choices lead me, only to finally choose
the good choices. Eh, ranting...
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