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Losing Myself in Faith



I could lose myself for hours flipping through the pages of a good book or having my eyes glued to the computer screen numbing myself to the sweaty hands and the irritable clicks of the mouse. I could watch movie after movie, delving myself into a fantasy world I wanted to be a part of. I felt like I was wasting my time, but I was too lazy to do anything about it. Something was missing, and I turned to religion for the first time in years.

I always believed that there was an omnipresent "god" of some sort, someone out there who knew everything. But, it was only during the fall of 2013 I realized what being a Christian was about. I'm still new and young in my faith but these are some of the things that I've learned as a new Christian.

1. Being a Christian isn't something you can just half-ass. You're all in or you're not.
2. You can't do it alone. Seek a community and kinship among other Christians.
3. God's plan doesn't always match up with our plan.
4. Put God first and everything else will fall into place.
5. Learn to pray. Remember that prayer is not a wish, but rather a pursuit. Be patient!
6. Through Jesus Christ's death, we LIVE!

I realized that I was putting up walls, blockading myself from God. When the walls came down, love poured out. A rebirth. A new person. I'm losing myself in faith.
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at Sunday, January 26, 2014
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Just Do It



Nike was brilliant in its ad campaign using the slogan "Just Do It." It caught on and spread like wildfire. Although the slogan sounds ridiculous, it's simple, catchy, and makes sense. If you have a passion for something just go and do it. Everyone talks about how they want to travel the world, skydive, or just do something crazy, but most people don't follow through with it. Why? We all have big dreams and stuff we want to cross off the bucket list, but in the end it's because we are lazy. So many people use the excuse "I don't have money." If you really want something, wouldn't you do anything to get it? No one wants to put in the extra effort.


I came across an article the other day about a 14 year old girl who wanted to travel the world alone in her boat and she did it. "A two-year-long, 27,000-mile trip that would take her around the globe and beyond."Although Laura Dekker was only 14 at the time, she had a passion so strong that it drove her to achieve her dream to sail around the world. An entire documentary is in the making, watch the preview below.

    

Find a passion and chase after it. Stop making excuses and Just Do It.
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at Monday, January 20, 2014
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A Fresh Start



I remember the day before high school vividly like it was yesterday. I was anxious but excited at the same time. Tomorrow starts the first day of my sixth semester at college, and the same feelings are stirring inside of me. In less than three semesters, I'll be in the "real world." Where's the time going? People weren't lying when they said college flew by. If you're reading this and are currently in college or plan to go in the future, I have one piece of advice. Your Grade point average (GPA) is just a number. Stop studying so much and get out of your room or library and meet new people. Take a step out of your comfort zone and really soak in what college has to offer. Join a new club or pick up an intramural sport. Tom Petty couldn't have put it better.

“I've learned one thing, and that's to quit worrying about stupid things. You have four years to be irresponsible here, relax. Work is for people with jobs. You'll never remember class time, but you'll remember the time you wasted hanging out with your friends. So stay out late. Go out with your friends on a Tuesday when you have a paper due on Wednesday. Spend money you don't have. Drink 'til sunrise. The work never ends, but college does..."
                                                              -Tom Petty

Four years (five for the ones who want to take a victory lap) is really a short time at college. Don't waste any time like I have been.
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The Five Words I Hate Hearing as a Cadet


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I attend Virginia Tech one of the six senior military colleges in the nation. I am also involved in the Army ROTC program here, a highly revered program across the United States. But, being involved in the Army ROTC program at Virginia Tech is quite different than most other schools. Being part of any ROTC program at Virginia Tech requires you to join the Virginia Tech Corps of Cadets or VTCC for short. The VTCC parallels military schools such as VMI and West Point. The VTCC mission statement  states "our mission is to graduate leaders of exemplary character who are instilled with the values and skills essential for leadership success in service to our nation." Because of the Corps of Cadets, I have to wear my uniform everyday, live on campus all four years at college, and have a curfew at night. The list of rules goes on and on. But, even with all these stipulations, I decide to remain in the program semester after semester. Why? It's the unexplainable burning desire in my heart that makes me want to pay back the good old US of A, an obligation I feel like I need to complete to pay back the country for what it has done for me.


Here's a picture of me in my Virginia Tech Corps of Cadet uniform. Those ribbons(medals) are Army ROTC and VTCC medals and decorations. 

And with this burden, many people approach me and say the five words I hate hearing, "thank you for your service." One thought instantly comes into my mind, "I haven't done anything to deserve this praise." I haven't served and I definitely haven't done anything beneficial for this country yet. I'm not even a part of the Army; I'm just a cadet. The only thing I've done for this country is leech away at tax payer's money and complain about all the bullshit I have to deal with. I complain about the uniform I have to wear everyday. I complain how cold it is when I'm out in the middle of the woods for an Army training exercise for a weekend. I complain about the stupid and mindless rules I need to follow. But, I'm damn proud to be in this program and be associated with the greatest military force in the world.

But after thinking about it, maybe I shouldn't be so negative and take the praise with appreciation. Yes, it's true I haven't been overseas and been in some crazy military operation, nor have I had to risk my life. But I made the initiative 99% of other Americans wouldn't do: I volunteered. I'm the 1%. The 1% of the United States who are a part of the military.

And maybe next time when someone approaches me and says "thank you for your service," I'll smile back and show a few words of appreciation.
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I pay for my friends




I’m in a fraternity. I know what you’re thinking. The thoughts of pastel colored polos and button downs matched with beer stained Sperrys are already clouding your brain. Images of dog print bowties along with cases and cases of some variation of a “light” beer are hard to deny. The excessive drinking and sex driven “bros” are all douchebags right? But, what most outsiders from greek life, also referred to as GDIs(God Damn Independents), don’t realize are the ins and outs of a fraternity. GDIs are quick to judge what they initially see and that image sticks in their head. But even with these images and thoughts in my head, here’s the number one reason why I joined a fraternity.

Brotherhood: the selling point of almost any fraternity. From the beginning of pledging, I was forced to hang out with the other kids in my pledge class. Kids who were so different from me that I probably would have never been friends with them throughout my four years at college. Currently, my pledge brothers are some of my best friends and the same people who I’ll see years down the line and be at my side at my wedding. But, it doesn’t stop there. Once becoming initiated I became a brother to a fraternity with 90+ brothers. Now I have an entire brotherhood that will be by my side as I go through college and the rest of my life. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying my fraternity consists of angelic beings that have the best morals and ethics. Some really only care about drinking and the next girl they’re going to sleep with. While others I see a few times a semester. But it doesn’t matter because in the end they’re my brothers. I have their back and I know they have mine. It’s being able to put your entire trust into a group of guys that really attracted me towards a fraternity.

The picture above is the most recent pledge class who will start initiation tomorrow morning and if they make it through until the end, by the close of the weekend I'll be able to call them brothers. I hope they realize the true extent and meaning of what a brotherhood entails. The same brotherhood that will go grab a bite to eat with you and the same brotherhood that will pick you up from the hospital or just be there for you when times get hard.

It’s true that I pay hundreds of dollars a semester towards my fraternity. But, I don't pay for my friends; I pay for this.

YITBOS,
William Chung
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Numero Uno


I'm not a good writer. I have trouble putting my thoughts into words. I'm extremely mediocre with no crazy skills or special talents. But, my mind races with tons of opinions and thoughts that I want to share with other people. We as humans were meant to socialize and connect and share our ideas. This blog is for just that.

I want to document my life and the future adventures it beholds. From rambling about how good fast food is to a crucial life event, I want to share it with other people. Because if even one person can learn something, then my job is complete.

This is numero uno.

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