I Can't Think Of A Cool Title For This Post

Hey guys, I added my own account to the blog, it's just easier for me to post, and also you can finally see who writes what. Especially when people forget to sign off their names at the end of the post.

you can do it too by going under dashboard - settings - permissions and add your email to add Authors. (but this would require you to have an actual blogger account, so if you don't then don't do it, and just stick with 2k9india but remember to write yo name at the end!!!)

GREETINGS!

It's encouraging to see people write in here, even the blog haters, cough-Edward-cough

Why the heck am I up this early? I should totally be sleeping, getting my beauty sleep on, and not studying for finals, right? HAHA jk....

My mother forgot that I ended classes last Thursday, and she decides to wake me up at 5am to get ready for school (because I had a 7am class this semester... death) I tell her that it's finals week so I don't have classes anymore. Even after 4 years of college, she still doesn't understand the American university system... so I finally wake up and we argue for a good 30 minutes, but of course all arguments with Korean mothers never stay in the subject of "I have no more classes anymore"

It goes onto -

you should be up at this hour, what are you going to do when you get into the real working world?

E - uh mother, I have a steady job that I intend on keeping for a good 2-3 years

Why!? that's not a real job! Don't you want to work at a top design firm, getting your moneys worth of your degree?

E - uh but I am getting that amount, at my job, that I have, right NOW

No.

?!

Now, what is the actual core of the argument?

Meet, my mother, the hater of KCM.

My mother and I have what you call the epitome of a love/hate relationship. Notice, that I call her mother. Yep. I've been calling her that ever since ... 7th grade?

so on the weekends, I never go home. I leave for KCM Thursday night, and I don't come home until late Sunday morning after training. This pretty much pisses my mother off like no other. It's just hard transitioning from having a college-night-life when you had your own apartment for about 3 years, and the final year you move back home. 

so like I said, my mother is actually really against KCM. Not because she isn't Christian, not because she is against missions, but she thinks it sucks up my life and I'm too indulged in the social aspects of it. She never sees the good fruit bearing of how much KCM has impacted my faith and walk with God. She just sees the late hours and $$$ spent wasted "fellowshipping"...

Sometimes I wonder, how do you differentiate a trial from God vs a temptation from Satan. 

It's so amazing how much can change in the split of a second. Last night was awesome! It was so encouraging to see everyone come really support missions, also supporting each other! Wasn't the food last night freaking BOMB?! Hopefully you guys got a taste, because dang. it was pretty awesome. HAHAH

but I digress. So a night full of blessing, encouragement, and awesome fellowship, and the morning right after, I am awoken to a loud obnoxious noise of my mother's voice.

Is this God challenging me showing me the reality of my life, that it's not always rainbows and butterflies, but that I must love Him, and trust in Him, through the good times AND the bad

or is it Satan distracting my heart with these lies of "you think you're life is awesome? see this part of your life? it's crap"

I can go on and on with the differences that her and I have, but perhaps another time.

I just needed to release it somewhere, this annoyance, grudge, and bitterness I have in my heart right now. It is not the mentality that I want to be in right before finals...

I hope you didn't get lost in the jumble of my words. I was never very articulate... that's why I'm an ART major :) MAHA....

Okay have a good week everyone!