what's your purpose...

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Wednesday, July 13, 2011 10:07 PM Posted by Thanh Nguyen

Eikon Youth Group Worship


so let me tell you right off the bat that i am not the model christian...but however i do believe that we all have a purpose in life. whether it be spider-man fighting crime or the criminals who gives us a standard of comparison as to what is good or evil...either way we all have some type of purpose.

long story short...we all want to live in a relatively harmonious world and reach our potentials, so why not start by doing everything to the fullest. the world is always going to have terrible people...lets not get to cynical and just stick to all round general douche-bags. lets be honest here, the majority of women out there will date a few dead beats in their life time. then the story will go she meets an awesome bro and yada yada. however if that douche-bag was never around in the first place, regular honest genuine guys won't have a chance.

not everyone in the world is as bad-ass and built like Matt Damon, David Beckham nor Mark Wahlburg...sorry ladies it just doesn't happen. however there are guys out there who believe that just because David-Freakin-Beckham can rock a JIRT (jean shirt)/buzzed head and still like delicious to the ladies...that they can magically change their name to something retarded like J-TRAIN and attempt to be as enchanting...NO NO NO NO!!! DON'T DO IT J-TRAIN!!!! there aren't a lot of guarantees in the world...but i CAN guarantee that you will like TERRIBLE.

still you have to appreciate these guys for what they are doing...they are unaware that without their douchebagary...regular bros will have to compete with the likes of those greek gods. so the message im really trying to get across is...

how ever small you feel, at any given point during the day, trust that a hundred years from now chances are people won't remember your name...much less your accomplishments, personality, failures or flaws. but...jeremiah 1:5 says "[God said] I knew you before I formed you in your mother's womb. Before you were born I set you apart..." so no matter if you are the douchebag who gave her a reason to leave or the everyday gentlemen who sweeps her off her feet, trust that you have a purpose in life...you just might not know it yet.

Courage and Creativity

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Friday, March 4, 2011 8:27 AM Posted by Thanh Nguyen

Sitting in Renal Physiology and my mind starts to think...about anything but Renal Physiology. I watched a TED lecture last night about education and it got me thinking about the hierarchy of intellect. As we grow up, I feel like our schools teach us from the ground up. Kids are encourage to go play, run around, fall down and get back up. However, as we get older our bodies receives sophistication, intellectually as well as dynamically. We move more thoughtfully and we think with more fluidity. With this happenstance we inherit shame and fear, not from monsters, bears or Lady Gaga; but we fear an entity of equal sophistication...failure. As kids, we really have no shame. C'mon you poop in your pants when your a little kid and you ride it out thinking that its a scheduled event, like oreos and naptime. You sit in class now and your ureters/rectum dilates...you're rushing to the nearest bathroom hoping to not crown out.

Aside from popping drops and peeing your pants, we inherit a fear of "failure to succeed". Wayne Gretzky once said "you miss 100% of the shots you don't take" and why don't you take them?...you are afraid of missing. Why didn't you go get the girls numbers, sitting across the bar giving you the DTF eyes? Because you think its a fabrication of your gender, and maybe it is but what's the worse that can happen? She says no?...I'm sure your city has more than one girl. Drink in your face?...that's why you bring an extra suit in the car. Honestly, when it comes down to it, a lot of the girls that you think are into you...wont be...but if you don't attempt, sure you wont get a shot to your ego, but you also won't get laid.

When it comes down to it, the biggest part of this whole ordeal is that if you try and fail...the reality that comes with the failure becomes evident to your consciousness. Fear hinders creativity, so when you sit there and figure out all the ways you can get shot down...this ugly fearless guy (who doesn't even have a suit, mind you) is walking out with your prime cut sweater cows. But seriously, "gravity is not responsible for people falling in love"...its being fearless.

On the eve...

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Tuesday, September 28, 2010 8:39 PM Posted by Thanh Nguyen

Hard to believe, but it is September. And on the eve of Ms. Lindsay Prestemon's birthday, I have decided to dedicate another installment of this blog to her. Unfortunately there is nothing really to talk about. So sticking with convention, common in awkward elevator talk, I will discuss the weather. I consider myself a man's man...I like the normal manly things: grilling, football, Clinton, tennis, John Mayer, an ample thoracic cavity on the my counterpart, you know the usual things...oh yea and America.
Those things are clear and defined, however I find myself constantly fickled over the decision of what season I like the most. Winter is freezing but I get a 3 week break from looking at eyes. Spring is great because it's crawfish season...awesome. Summer is magical because nothing beats south florida babes walking around in appropriate attire, well except for the dudes and chicks with dude parts walking around in INappropriate attire. but by far I think I like Fall the best. Mainly because for a span of 3 months I get to pretend that I am a more sophisticated version of myself...yes I know you ask "but pre-dr. thanh, you are the most sophisticated person I know, besides Mr. Mayer and Mr. Lebron who else can compare to your nuts" and with that, I answer "you are correct". But through my years of sophistication I realized that you always have to strive to be a better version of who you currently are. Seriously if you look at yourself today and you decide that "man no one can touch these nuts" or for the ladies "girl, bitches can't handle my junk", then fine you should just stop living because there is nothing to look forward to. There is no higher level of AWESOME to stride for, so you should just quit while your ahead, right??

So on my dear Lindsay Prestmon's birthday, I challenge anyone who is reading this to take that next step towards sophistication, enjoy the fact that there are people out there that are able to "touch" those nuts. because when you get to a point where people can no longer "touch" those nuts...its time to die (metaphorically/physically)...Happy Birthday Lindsay!!!

p.s. I like fall because I can wear scarves and corduroys...not gay...I repeat not gay.

Another Great Day...

Scales

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Thursday, July 15, 2010 12:11 PM Posted by Thanh Nguyen

So with every post that I put up on this blog, it's usually an off-the-cuff type article on relationships and events. Well this one is no different. When you work at a night club/bar, shout out to Seville Quarter, you see an array of couples that make you raise your eyebrow and say "hmph really (upward inflection in voice)?" Couple that notion with the fact that I just watched the episode of "How I Met Your Mother" where Marshal is trying to find out if he is the "reacher" or the "settler" and it got me thinking about "the scale". Upon what carefully crafted list of characteristics do you rate your potential mate. We, of the male variety, simply like to go for the 1-10 scale off of physicality alone. The women like to go...hmmm...lets be honest, no guy ever knows what goes on during girl time, except ice cream, sexy pajamas, and pillow fights (mostly separately but preferably all at once, am I right??).

I like the blackjack method. Unlike conventional scales, the blackjack model goes in reverse, 1 being the awesomest and 21 being stay away. A scale for the novice and the advance. The novice will simple see the 1-21 scale as a more intricate scale with more room for flexibility. The advanced however, will see this for the complex mathematic algorithm that it is.

Let me explain:
1-9: YOU MOST DEFINITELY HAVE TO "HIT" THAT

10-11: You have to "DOUBLE DOWN", meaning you have to "HIT" that twice as hard

12-16: This is a judgement call. Similar at the blackjack table, a sober cautious man will stay away. However, the drunker you are, the more likely you'll be to "HIT" it.

17-20: DON'T "HIT" THIS!! It's not worth it, you might think it's a good idea to try your luck but 9 times out of 10...she'll come out "BUSTED"!!!

21: BLACKJACK...this kinda speaks for itself. Do you really wanna hook up with a girl name JACK. In other words...STAY AWAY!!!

DEDICATED TO LINDSAY PRESTEMON...keep your standards high over there in Spain. Remember to stay away from all the Enrique Iglesias's that troll the streets of Barcelona. However if you ever end up in Mallorca, hit up Rafa Nadal. I had a dream last night that Rafa and I were best friends. Kinda weird, we talked about suits and how awesome they are, later we became Facebook friends. The End.
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