Reason #1 why I don’t completely rule out all males as incapable/retarded in showing love and affection:

 

Dwight says:

Hannah

Hannah says:

hi appa [Dad]

Dwight says:

will you come home tonite?

Hannah says:

yes

Hannah says:

after remnant meeting

Dwight says:

Oh Thank God

Dwight says:

TGIF

Hannah says:

aww~

Hannah says:

you miss me, huh, appa

Dwight says:

I miss you Verry MUCHO

Dwight says:

BO Go Sip DA

Dwight says:

Hannah YA

Hannah says:

hahaha

Dwight says:

Dwight says:

[this continues with roses, hugs, kisses, etc... my dad likes emoticons.]

Dwight says:

ÀüÈ­Á» Çضó [call]

Dwight says:

°¡²ûÀÌ¶óµµ [even if it's once in a while]

Hannah says:

hahaha. nae~

Dwight says:

ÂøÇÑ ¾î¸°ÀÌ

Dwight says:

¿¹»Û ¾î¸°ÀÌ

 

my dad is so cute.

on the transfer from phoenix to ontario, i was seated with my dad near the front.  I leaned over to him, resting my head on his shoulder and said, “appa, sa rang hae yo” [Dad, I love you].  He just grinned at me and said, “yae ppun, gi o un ddal hae nah iss eu ni kkan appa do nuh mu jo wa yo” [Me too. I love that I have my beautiful, adorable daughter Hannah] and then kissed me on the forehead.

teee~

later, at the end of the flight, a small mid-Fall, perfectly turning-red leaf fell out of his pocket bible and as he was putting it back in he said he had picked it up, dried and pressed in his bible, to give to my mom upon his return to LA.  saying i love you with foliage.  aaahhhhhhh~ then when i said i wanted to marry someone as cute as him, without any hesitation he simply said, “give it to God. you’re going to get someone much, much better than your father.”

i adore my daddy like no other.  haha~

The first weblog.

In commemoration, let’s start this off right:

“Dear friend, I pray that you may enjoy good health, and that all may go well with you, even as your soul is getting along well.” — 3 John 1:2

I’ve never been one to share my life so openly… especially in journal form.  Even now i find myself hesitating with each word.  Hahaha… A xanga weblog… how original .  a part of me is too proud to admit i followed the crowd, which helps explain why i haven’t told anyone that i have one.  But hey.. who knows.  I might just look back on this eons later and see myself changed… even in the least.  And then, it’ll ALL BE WORTH IT. 

I am a Remnant.  The whole world will see it one day, inevitably.  Just thought I’d remind myself at times, and who knows who will be led here.  Hmm.. it’ll be interesting to see how God works even through this.