Season favorites?

Blooming flowers, bikini sales, snowboarding, or trench coat season. What would you choose? For me, growing up in a summer climate all year long, I got used to the warm weather, buzzling aircons, eating ice-creams to fresh my dry mouth, wearing bikinis and enjoy my tanned skin. I guess my body got used to the climate here on this small island, where I grew up in and I have a hard time adjusting to a cold weather during winter times whenever I go out to Korea during winter. I dislike winter the most because.....makes my back hurts because I cringe my body from the cold weather and distracts my growing rhyme. Cuz you know....I need to grow more to become Miss Universe!!! yeah!!! well im just kidding but I simply hate the cold weather. Summer and Spring would be my top choice of seasonal favorites because it helps me keep my body not tense up and I can just enjoy my daily activity without any haste because of the coldness. I honestly have no idea what I’m typing on this blog, but I’m just doing it as a stream-of-consciousness style to help me finish this topic. I like ice-creams therefore, summer and technically spring is my favorite season. You don’t see many people walking around, eating ice-creams during winter time....well maybe not those who I know of but seems more sane if I eat ice-cream during summer time than winter time. Also, summer and spring is more convenient to go out on a date with your boyfriend than winter because personally for me, I do not want to go out of my house during winter time. Out in the cold, freezing and unsafe world.....when I could just stay in my bed, enjoy snuggled up to my bed-sheet, watching a movie while eating hot chicken noodle soup or something.....yeah... I honestly don’t know what the heck I am talking about.......I feel sorry for whoever is reading this and I apologize for it. But why are you reading it anyways? I’ve always wondered who those people were that visit my blog from southeast asia, Russia, Europe, Africa, etc. Who are they? Always makes me curious and how did they stumble upon my blog in the first place? Wow I’m going off topic like seriously. So back to my topic...favorite season.....yes. I have decided to stick with summer and spring. I shall make my body gorgeous in the future and wear a proper bikini. hehe. fo sizzles. Well, that’s all I have for now folks. I really don’t feel like writing but I have def. made up my mind to categorize summer and spring as my two favorite seasons in my agenda. 

Dear mom

Dear mom,

It is with great sorrow and regret that I am writing this letter to you. You know I’ve always followed your wishes, grew up as a women whom people can respect me, love me and look up to me. Remember that one time when I asked you what I should be when I grow up? Well, I think I’ve found that answer now. I want to be a wonderful wife. I had decided to leave with my new boyfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with you and dad. I’ve been finding real passion and love with Simon and he is so nice-even with all his piercings, tattoos, beard, and his motorcycle/hippie clothes. But it’s not only the passion mom. I’m pregnant and Simon said that he will take care of me and we will be very happy. He already owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. He wants to have many, many more children with me and that’s now one of my dreams too. Simon taught me that marijuana doesn’t really hurt anyone and we’ll be growing it for us in our backyard and trading it with his friends for all the cocaine and ice we want. In meantime, we’ll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS/STDs so Simon can get better, because mom, he really deserves it. He is a great guy. You’ll love him when you meet him someday. Don’t worry my sweet mother. I’m old enough now and I know how to take care of myself. Someday we’ll come back as a happy family to visit you and dad so you can get to know your grandchildren. 

Your precious daughter, M.J.J

Dear sweet mother, non of the above is true....I’m over at my neighbor’s house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than my ridiculously low report card grade that’s in top of your desk. I love you! Please call me when it is safe for me to come home. 

Ivan Denisovich

Finding and appreciating pleasure to simple happiness in life is hard to find in this fast pacing digital society in which we live in. Especially in time’s most troubling moments. Some people work particularly hard in order to take mind off of things, others spend time with friends, while some of us find comfort in our favorite books. Never before I had read something like One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich by Alexander Solzhenitsyn. This book set in Soviet labor camp in the 1950s, in an unspecified region of Siberia, describes a single day of an ordinary prisoner, Ivan Denisovich Shukhov. Never before, the Stalinist repression been openly distributed which makes this book even more shocking and refreshing.

The book starts off with a worker waking up to a pounding hammer on a rail outside. Readers slowly register the setting as a prison camp. The prisoners are forced to work in uncountable conditions. Days are long, tasks are arduous, and prisoners are treated with injustice of cruel Soviet bureaucracy. Ivan Denisovich (the main character) was captured during World War II has been sentenced to ten years of prison after being accused of spying for the Germans. He is innocent, but is still being punished by the Soviet government. 

The author’s style of description is what shocked me the most. Vivid, explicitly written conditions exceed beyond our imagination. The working conditions at the camp are unbelievable, as temperatures rarely exceed over -20 degrees Celsius, the prisoners barely have enough clothes to keep them alive in extreme environments and are given only small amounts of inedible lukewarm “portage” mixed with water, potato chunks, and fish bones. Their personal belongings are taken away from them and is replaced with random numbers. To say that the life in the camp is difficult is overly underestimated. 

Due to the camp’s reckless environment, many of the men have lowered themselves, gave up their dignity and pride for survival. To keep themselves from going absolutely insane. Each prisoners have lost their hope, spending everyday like zombies, unnoticed. However, despite all the torment and turbulence these men face everyday, many of them find peace, joy and happiness in the given environment. I find it remarkable that those men, treated less than animals can go to bed at the end of the day and feel fortunate that they are still there, breathing in presence. 

The conclusion of the book shows Ivan Denisovich lying in bed rethinking about the day that he’s been through, thankful for all the small things that he has been blessed with which helped him smile in such extreme environment. This book helped me understand that even the simplest pleasure can bring happiness and joy no matter what or where the circumstances are, but it all depends on the perspective and attitude of the person. It reminded me that being appreciative and thankful for the simplest things can make my darkest days or even my brightest days, just a little bit better. 

My future perfect husband

My ideal spouse would be the  complete opposite of what Mr. Lee would be like. Since I am no Barbie doll myself, it would be unfair to ask for a perfect Abercrombie and fitch boyfriend material. However, there’s nothing wrong with dreaming of a perfect guy right? Well, if I could have a perfect/ideal spouse material he would fit into some sort of like a model material type.....more like Simon Nessman-ish? He is currently ranked number two in male models profile page with such a baby-bad-boy face features. If I could have a chance to meet a male model in my life, it would be him. Too bad he has a girlfriend....I was seriously crazy jealous when I used to be obsessed with this man. I want a husband who is easy to talk with, who can protect me, make me laugh, and have a descent marriage topic discussion moments with. Someone who can respect my feelings and support me when I have, want or learn something, takes good care of our babies and help me out with house works etc. What more could a woman want? I don’t ask for more. Someone who fist into that criteria is my perfect ideal husband material. Of---course it would be a bonus if he is smack dead gorgeous, rich, respects his woman, only looks at me, and is responsible....but we all know even if we find that perfect guy, either he is gay, already married or not here......around me. So....i’ll just settle for a normal guy and shape him into my idealistic perfect boyfriend material ;) We’re living in 21st century. Nothing is impossible ;)

Graduation

Highschool Graduation day! I've been waiting for this one day from the very start of my freshmen year.  I have a feeling my graduation is going to be very emotional. A lot of my best and dearest friends are going to march out of SIS and into the real world this year, friends whom I grew up with, wearing their caps and gowns looking all grown up. I will for sure cry......sob and make myself look fabulous..... I've always had trouble hiding my feelings, so what can I say? I absolutely adore my class of 2K12, most of whom were my friends since freshmen year. So to my classmates, this is all I have to say. Thank you for being such a great friends, role models, family and competitors. Each and every one of you had affected me in ways both good and bad. You guys taught me how team-work could make our life so much easier (going to the store, 2K12 fb page), introduced me new fantastical websites (9gag), taught me the pleasure of procrastination, and how it's okay to be a fool around your friends.
I'm pretty sure SIS will feel empty next year, despite the fact that there'll be more students coming in. I just want to thank every one of you for being there with me through hard times, and also for the little enjoyable moments like drawing memes on teacher's cars, pranking, or even just talking about the meaning of life. I will miss you all more than I can say and to those who left throughout. I am positive every single one of you will become something big in the future and hopefully when someone you are, don't neglect me........Best of luck to my awesomely wonderful class of 2012, but know that I really don't think you'll be needing very much of it actually.
I love ya folks!!!!

Prance

My SIS final prance has ended yesterday. My last dance of my high school has finally ended and it left me with some bittersweet memories. It was a sham not every senior attended the dance....but it was still fun. I have to say, my diet was a total win win case. It was hell going through 2 months of no rice, spagetti, hamburgers, pizza, all those high calori stuff but it was worth it in the end. I had a wonderful date who made my night so much special and my friends to chat and laugh with. One thing I'm going to miss for sure is going to prance after I graduate.

Motto of life

     My main motto of life is to have fun and trying my best at every and any attempt of goals I do. Making decisions are hard. Especially if you are young and need help from people around you. Younger people tend to ask parents or people around them for advice lot more than older kids. Even I ask my mom for advice before making important decisions. But how do we make decisions? Do we “follow our heart” like many people advice us to? Or listen to Mr. Lee by “following our logic”? He claims it is more safe and reasonable by listening to our brains than our heart. Question is, how would you make decisions? My parents always tells me to follow my heart. Mr. Lee tells me to follow my brain.  There are several factors influence decision making. These factors include past experiences, age, and personal beliefs. I believe the factors that influence the process impact the outcome. Past experiences impact our future decision making as well. I feel like when I made a decision in the past and resulted in a very positive way, I tend to make decisions to similar situations. On the other hand, I tend to avoid repeated past mistakes. There’s an old saying to learn from our mistakes. I guess that’s the answer to these situations. Maybe that’s why those influences cause them to rely more on previous experiences. 

     Basing from my experience, the hardest decision I had to make was in my junior high summer vacation. I had to make a decision between doing an internship in Korea or going to NYC for fashion 

program. I was really anxious, paranoid and eager because I didn’t know what to choose. Both seemed 

like a great opportunity for my future and to be honest, I was a little hesitant to do either of them. But in 

the end, I’ve realized that the decisions that we make depends on us. It is you who makes the decision in 

the end no matter whoever tells you what to do. 

Million dollar baby

"With great power, comes great responsibility" With one million dollars, I could do so many things both good and bad. If you know what I mean ;)

If you actually think about it, one million dollars is not that much to begin with. We spend money so fast, we don’t even know where we spent it on. Well, Im just joking around for that one but, why not get one billion dollars and just enjoy life?

Lets get serious here for a second and think about this for a minute. One million dollars. So many things you can do with this wad of cash. It’s disturbing how we need to base our life around this simple paper. First of all, I would save half of it in my bank account for future references. Start using the other half by traveling around the world, literally. Try ALL the foods from different countries and feel happy. Hehehehehe. If you know what I mean. Then I would return to Korea, buy my parents some legit cars instead of that old almost to the point of no return Hyundai car my dad drives and get myself a legit place to live in. One with the attic where I can have my own  “personal space” where I can forget everything and be me without thinking about all the crap that’s happening around me. The place where we see in movies where the character goes to when he or she needs to clear their mind. 

I would use that money to learn stuff that I’ve always wanted, such as going to Paris and attend Le Cordon Bleu to learn the basis of cooking as well as some fashion schools. Then I would visit my friends in the states, maybe visit Amber at Stanford and Cleo at FIT. 

I could really use one million dollars right now with the hard economy and help the people around me who are struggling to keep up in this fast pacing technology and economically struggling world. If only I had a million dollars.....

My favorite Subway sandwich

This blog is dedicated to my favorite korean teacher who teaches english.....Mr. Ingur Lee. I’ve been eating subway sandwiches for the past two weeks and I could never EVER get sick of it. That’s right. Subway maniac over here........kidding. I’ve ate subway sandwich to the point of no return, its making my stomach squirm by just simply looking at the logo. This is how it went down....

My dad had couple of his business friends over here at Saipan for business/vacation trip so me and my mom had to keep them company for couple of weeks. It wasn’t so bad because they were really easy going and funny as hell. They taught me some key points of business and we talked about Korean colleges because I was soon to graduate. When it was time for them to leave,  one of the man have me a subway sandwich point card that had worth of 300 points saved up as a “thank you” gift. I was beyond ecstatic and jolly for the next two days thinking I could eat all the sandwiches I want before I could leave this island for good. If only I knew.

Its the last semester of my senior year, which means the end of the dance, “prance” (combination of prom+dance) is coming up. I’ve decided to lose some weight to wear a beautiful dress for the last time in my high school career so I’ve decided to hit the gym. To be absolutely honest, I’ve been exercising really hard. Even harder than last year. But some how, the result is not that great. Anyways, I’ve twitched my diet as well to help me lose weight. In the morning I would only eat 4 eggs (no yellow part allowed), handful of broccoli and black coffee. As for lunch....well....my mom thought it would be a brilliant idea to use the subway points on my lunch. Hence, my two week diet on subway sandwiches.

My favorite subway sandwich.....has to be....steak and veggies with southwest sauce. Minus the onions.....cuz onions are just plain nasty. My second favorite is the subway sandwich club that has black forrest meet, ham and turkey. The mixed taste of those three delicious meet will send you right to heaven. If I had to dedicate a sandwich to Mr. Lee, it would be chicken, bacon and ranch. That sandwich itself has more calories then you could ever imagine. Just because its a “subway sandwich” does not mean its caloriless. Yes. I dedicate this fat piece of calorie filled sandwich to Mr. Lee so he becomes fat. He looks too skinny, like he’s gonna fall over dead if I punch him in the arm and blop. There goes Mr. Lee. Because I care about Mr. Lee so much, I suggest him the most caloriful sandwich possible at subway. I <3 you. 

What is beauty?

     What is beauty? How do we define what beauty is? 

Is beauty based on culture or just basic common standards? Or is there such thing as "true beauty" where we can find in any cultures at any times? Are super models we see on magazines, television, and ads truly beautiful or are they just some artificial product for the campaign? 

To be honest, fashion media seeks models with slender figure because the same item of clothing worn by two people will generally look better on the more attractive one than the other. So does that mean all women need to slender down for attractive sake?

     We can start asking some questions and answer them by looking at different cultures and the times when beauty was defined. In today's era, the "thin" and "slender" body type is wanted by many female population. Many females define attractiveness and beauty based on how thin you can be. But was this true back in the days? According to some of my knowledge, the "curvy" or closer to "obese" was considered a truly beautiful woman in the Greek period. When we see paintings from those era, all the females are a bit chubby or....fat so called. 

     In the world today, within the cultures, there's a massive variation of what is considered beautiful. In some cultures, women with long necks are considered beautiful, ceramic mouths, and in the western society, the silicone breasts. When perspectives of culture changes, its standards of beauty changes as well. We can say that the epitome of 'beauty' can be decided as democratic rule. Whatever people happen to prefer. But there's more to this. Today's era base "thin" as the center of beauty but it's not true that every thin woman is considered beautiful. You can't say that the cover girl in Vogue has the same standard of beauty with people like we see in everyday life. So to compare the standard of beauty may be just depend on that person’s heart.

Perfect holiday

The ideal of my perfect holiday? I would like to introduce Minj’s ideal of “perfect holiday” in today’s blog. My first scenario is simple. Staying in my house, eating homemade delicious foods, watching the reruns of my favorite shows from season one. Do NOTHING all day long. God....sounds like heaven....It seems as if our world is running too fast in today’s world. Whatever we do, it seems as if its going in haste, not enough time to take in the beauty and pleasure. That’s why my perfect image of ideal holiday is staying in home, snuggled up in my blanket in my most comfortable pajamas, air con blasting, watching the already downloaded movies/TV shows/Korean Dramas with my mom. When it is time to eat breakfast, lunch or dinner, we simply order fast food quick service and continue watching.  My dream day / perfect holiday. What can overtop THAT?

My second scenario involves my parents and traveling around my country Korea with a single backpack. I’ve never really been on a “family trip” before in my life because my mom and I grew up in Saipan while dad was working at Korea. My ultimate goal this summer is to make dad take few weeks off of his work so we (mom, dad, and me) could go backpacking around Korea. That way, we could form our friendly family bond.

Last of all, my final perfect holiday would be meeting with my old friends and just hang out, laugh, talk, and share our old memories together. Because friendship is all we need. Friends to talk our problems with, be there for ourselves and just be there whenever we feel like low or just simply there even without any special occasions. 

These would be my three perfect holidays. 

Alice Metamorphosis

Since today’s blog is about free topic, I’d like to share someone very special and has some very special abilities to make herself look mental; Alice Lee. When I first met her at my junior year of high school, Alice came to Saipan and presented herself as a normal teenage girl. She was very quiet, preserved, normal, and non-talkative. Over the years, as I got to know her and vise versa. Some of her inner abilities came out like an alien coming out of that women’s stomach in the movie “Alien”. She taught us (our senior class) the important lesson of not to judge a person by the cover. She taught me that because the cover of the book is very fancy does not mean the content inside the book is also rich with ideas, beauty and normality of a human being. Alice has some very special qualities that makes people cringe with fear and worry. The way she constantly spaces out or the fact that she’s now painting her nail aqua green or obsessing over some soccer player brings us to question her sanity and level of her mental stability. Don’t get me wrong here. We....or I love her to bits, but it just struck me with such an awe and shock how the same person can change 180 degrees over a period of year. The once quiet, preserved Alice turned into an annoying, SO talkative, SO loud, SO bouncy, abnormally acting girl who jumps around all over the place, but then, I thought....that’s okay. As long as she continually gives me food, no matter how weird she gets, I can handle that. 

Decisions

     Making decisions are hard. Especially if you are young and need help from people around you. 

Younger people tend to ask parents or people around them for advice lot more than older kids. Even I 

ask my mom for advice before making important decisions. But how do we make decisions? Do we 

“follow our heart” like many people advice us to? Or listen to Mr. Lee by “following our logic”? He 

claims it is more safe and reasonable by listening to our brains than our heart. Question is, how would 

you make decisions? My parents always tells me to follow my heart. Mr. Lee tells me to follow my 

brain. 

     There are several factors influence decision making. These factors include past experiences, age, and 

personal beliefs. I believe the factors that influence the process impact the outcome. Past experiences 

impact our future decision making as well. I feel like when I made a decision in the past and resulted in a 

very positive way, I tend to make decisions to similar situations. On the other hand, I tend to avoid 

repeated past mistakes. There’s an old saying to learn from our mistakes. I guess that’s the answer to 

these situations. Maybe that’s why those influences cause them to rely more on previous experiences. 

     Basing from my experience, the hardest decision I had to make was in my junior high summer 

vacation. I had to make a decision between doing an internship in Korea or going to NYC for fashion 

program. I was really anxious, paranoid and eager because I didn’t know what to choose. Both seemed 

like a great opportunity for my future and to be honest, I was a little hesitant to do either of them. But in 

the end, I’ve realized that the decisions that we make depends on us. It is you who makes the decision in 

the end no matter whoever tells you what to do. 

What is good?

     How do we determine what is good? What can be defined as good? According to that bastion of superficial knowledge wikipedia, “good” can be defined as ‘That which is morally right; righteousness. To be desired or approved of.’ But then, what is moral? What is righteousness? I would like to take an example from my favorite professor Michael Sandals from Harvard. Michael Sandals asked his students ‘If you had to choose between killing one person to save the lives of five others and doing nothing, what would you do?’ What would be the right thing to do? What would be the correct moral reason to answer this question? It is a very vague question with no right or wrong answers in my opinion. Its like asking if I like my mom or dad more.

     If we had to look through Mr. Sandal’s point of view, we are by nature to take the easier side of the problem. He gives examples of scenarios where he ties family members, making it harder to give straight answers or conscious choices. He makes it difficult to tell what is right or wrong. To kill one important person by sacrificing 5 commoners or just sacrifice one to save the majority? There can’t be no relevant or correct answer to these questions, making the students think and to ponder about these situations. I guess its what it makes the lecture so popular in Harvard. 

     Based on my philosophy, I believe what is good depends on what the person’s action tells us. Many people say there’s no good or bad people in this world. Only the choices that those people make is what separates them into different categories of people. No baby was born evil. The influence they received growing up, the environment they lounged around in, and the people they associated with growing up has a major impact on the person and the choices that he makes. 

So what we determine does not depend on the person, it depend on the action of that person’s actions. But according to my mom, as long as we don’t harm the others, then you are goodly off to go. :)

Advertising: Informative or manipulative?

Advertising could be argued as a very resourceful information or manipulation in our life. Advertising is related to public relations. “Public relations” to me is a study and practice of communication and the process of interacting with people. Through this, we can share our different ideas, talk about the issue and improve our lives with it. I have always been interested in communication in a creative manner and I’ve found interacting with others quite enjoyable. That’s why I would argue that advertising is in fact, quite informative in our society rather than “manipulative”. 

It is in fact, very easy to criticize advertising. Those people who can’ handle the fast pacing and money lacking individuals blame advertising for creating a “desire” for unnecessary goods. I, on the other hand, disagree. Advertising can’t sell any products, but it simply “help” sell products that people want to buy. It is simply informing the public of the variety of good quality goods available to us. It actually helps benefit the society. Advertising is very persuasive and handy tool. It is everywhere around us; in magazines and newspapers, on radios and televisions, and on any internet sites along with billboards in the highway. They are very easy to get a hold of.

When I was young, advertisement and commercials have got my attention much more than scheduled programs or shows on TV. Especially growing up in Korea, I was surrounded or I could say, bombarded by Korean commercials. They use broad range of strategies in order to capture the attention of the viewers. The catchy words and funny costumes that American TV watchers may be familiar with will be taken to an entirely different level in Korea. Mesmerized would be an understatement of a word to describe the commercials aired in Korea.

Korean commercial producers rewrite the rules of advertising. They link almost every random moment of people’s day with any various products in Korea. A recent commercial that I watched that manages to stuck in my head is for a rice cooking equipment featuring a newborn baby and the stamping of his birth certificate. In Korea, commercials and advertisements are seemingly everywhere. It sometimes appear in every flat surface, there is a poster promoting some kind of a household goods plastered and LCD screens, playing some kind of commercials replaying their advertisement over and over. I wonder now, if it is all those lights from the advertising that brightens the night light in Korea, and if we turn it off for couple of hours every day, we could save some energy. Coming out from every building in downtown central Seoul is papers promoting wide range of goods and services. Unlike some critical Americans, the Koreans find this abundance of advertising harmless and sometimes, even informative. 

Advertising helps spread news of newly invented high-tech products and contributes to society’s awareness of what is “new” out there. It helps define our fast developing world and is a very persuasive and handy tool. Without advertisement, it would be a lot more difficult for some people to get an easy access to something they want or need. Over all, advertising helps us by sharing informative information. 

"Precious" Movie Review

“Precious” (2009, written by Geoffrey Fletcher and directed by Lee Daniels) is a drama film for spoiled, rich ass brats to watch and be thanked for for the situation they are at the moment. The film’s setting took place in Harlem, centers around, a overweight, illiterate teenager, pregnant with her second baby from her father, struggles to balance her life between education and her dysfunctional and abusive mother, Mary (Mo’Nique). Sixteen-year-old Claireece P.  “Precious” Jones (Gabourey Sidibe) sees her life hopeless, unfair and cruel but finds small joy and peace along with other girls similar like her, Rhonda (Chyna Layne), Jermaine (Amina Robinson), Joann (Xosha Roquemore), Rita (Stephanie Andujar), and Consuolo (Angelica Zambrana) in a small alternate school. Miss. Rain, “Each One Teach One” alternate school teacher (Paula Patton) and Miss Weiss, the social worker (Mariah Carey) helps Precious to start over with her life.

“Precious” being a film about abuse, violence, sexual assault, and pervasive language, it was rated “R” by the film company. The outstanding review of film’s popularity was based exceptionally from the cast member’s outstanding performances (Mo’Nique winning Oscar for best actress in a supporting role), best direction to the cinematography, and best screenplay adapted from the book (receiving six Academy Award nominations). The editing of the film was excellent, captivating the audience’s attention by colliding Precious “day dreams” with her present moment of cruel reality to balance out the heavy drama going on in the film. 

The casting choice for the movie may have influenced the outcome of the movie. Such as casting Mariah Carey (singer/songwriter) into the film definitely played a pull factor towards the film, attracting more audience through her fan clubs. Gabourey Sidibe and couple of the co-stars definitely gained their fame through “Precious” nation wide which helped their careers launch off. The movie’s dark atmosphere of thrill, violence, and exposed scenes captivated the viewer’s attention, with just a bit too “realistic” condition. In conclusion, Precious is not for everyone due to its heavy mature contents but it is a great film to watch.

Best High School Memories

Highschool is notorious for being the social hierarchy of food-chain. The popular kids at the top, the invisibles, nerds, and an outcast. Highschool for some may be four years of hell but for me, it is considered the best four years of my life. The highschool that I’m attending is a bit special, to say the least. Starting from my freshmen year, we didn’t have any cliques or outcasts. Well, maybe half of the reason was because most of us knew each other from our previous school Whispering Palms and other kids were generally very easy-going and fun to get along. And perhaps the other reason was due to my easy-going personality. Hehe. There’s so many memories I have from SIS and its a bit hard to narrow it down to “just a few”. 

One of my best memories happened from my freshmen biology class. I was sitting down next to my three best male friends; they were also from the same junior high school as me. While my teacher, lovely Ms. Peterson was lecturing the class about some important stuff that we should probably remember for our test the next class, my friend Lucas blurted out “Shut up!!”, which made the whole classroom quiet and awkward. To make matters worse, my friends Kai and Hunter was quietly chuckling facing down on the table. Then Lucas somehow came up with a brilliant plan to switch the situation a bit less serious by pointing his finger at Kai and said, “I was talking to Kai.” Our whole class erupted with laughter it was truly impossible for us to “move along” rest of the period. 

My next memory is possibly the most memorable image stuck in my tiny head and will be there for a very long time. There is a tiny slide in the kindergarden playground in our school. My friend Cleo and I thought it would be fun to slide down on the slide......riding on a wagon. Turned out, it was not that good of an idea after all. We brought the wagon up the mini stairs to the top of the slide, placed it gently on the aisle, I was the first to have a go so I sat down smoothly and Cleo pushed me down the slide. Being  the immature freshmen, we did not know anything about the velocity, angles or the impact the wagon would cause my butt a sore encounter with an icepack for the next 3 weeks. At the end of the slide, the wagon gracefully soared through the air and not so gracefully landed on the grass, me resulting with a scraped back and thighs. The principle gave us each this line, “I will not slide down the kindergarden slide, riding on the wagon” 300 times to write for punishment. But at the end of the day, with all those bruised and scraped back and thighs, it was totally worth it.

Fav dish

Whenever I have a bad day or in a depressing mode every month, my mom always manages to cheer me up by cooking my favorite food. Her style of vietnamese wannabe noodle soup. It can cheer me up whenever, and wherever I am. There’s traditional days when my mom has to cook this special dish for our family. My birthday, the day i get straight A’s in my report card, or when there’s no rice and only noodles in the fridge. 

It is very similar to vietnamese noodle: pho but wayyyy better than the actual dish. Through many experiences and failures, my mother has created a masterpiece. It is so deliciously juicy and tasty it would make you cry when the soup first comes in contact with your taste bud. She mix the vietnamese noodles with different spices from all over the world making it diverse and unique! Talk about individual characteristics! She then boils the beef in a light boiling water (cannot be boiling too much, just slightly) therefore, we can see the slight blush of red blood visible in the beef. Then, all the deliciously taste free vegetables are added and whola! Mommy’s deliciousness full of juicy noodle soup is complete. This dish itself has so many personal memories in it, making it my favorite dish of all time. 

Maldives

Marriage. Honeymoon. Children. Divorce. Well, it all seems as if we are living in a society where this four phrases run in a cycling motion. However, since I am a very romantic person, let’s just focus on the good side of the phrase: honeymoon. 

Since honeymoon is a phrase where newly wed couples spend some quality time together as husband and wife, I would like to spend my honeymoon to some quite, warm place such as Maldives. 

Maldives is considered one of the most beautiful places where newly weds can experience peace and isolation from rest of the world, making it the holiday of a lifetime. I would like to find a room by the beach or a water that can give me and my husband some privacy and a beautiful environment to spend time in. 

My cousins went to Maldives for their honeymoon and from the pictures that I saw from her camera, it was just heaven. I was so jealous that she got to experience the Maldives culture with the person she love. The magic she captured in her camera was simply beautiful and amazing that I decided to go visit Maldives once in my lifetime. Even if it was not on my honeymoon. Maldives, here I come!

Romantic phrases?

500words

It is damn hard to choose two romantic words or phrases I've heard/read. You see, I've never actually had a boyfriend in my life and is not planning to get one until I get off this god damn rock. So, when I have to write 500 words essay on something that I am not familiar with, it does not make me happy. However, I'd like to consider myself a hopelessly romantic person. As some may say pathetic, but I'd like read romance novels every once in a while. Keeps me updated on the romantic world and away from the cruel reality I live in. Since there's not a single guy I know of who can shamelessly erupt butterflies and fireworks in my heart, I find peace and fulfillment in online romance novels. Yes, yes, you guys are probably thinking…."who can spell pathetic". Well you know what?….I can, so deal with it.

So,,,,these are my top two romantic expressions I've read online.

The first expression is from a novel called "Last Summer Rain" which is about a sick boy who is fulfilling his bucket-list as he finds out that he is sick and has only a small amount of time left. He finds this girl who helps him accomplish with his bucket-list and falls hopelessly in love throughout the fourney. 

“So if someone gave me a second chance to forget everything, go back and live without the illness, I wouldn’t. I would rather have loved you, been loved by you and end our love story as a tragedy than be lovers that never loved at all. I want you to know that I don’t regret ever getting to know you. Thank you for making the darkest days of my life the brightest.”

I just thought this was just too sweet and sad at that time when I was reading, I guess the moment and the feeling is now stuck in my head. I'd recommend you reading this if you are shamelessly bored or have endlessly unlimited time left, or is single on Valentine's day seeking for a good romance book and a bucket of ice-cream. We can even read it together if I'm in the mood. :)

The second expression is from another cheesy romance novel called “It could be him” which circles around this two college students and the stage of realizing their love for each-other through thick and thin. 

“I love you and only you. You are the one woman who has been there for me through thick and thin and you are the girl I want to be with every single day. You are the woman I want to call up and chat to. You are the woman who I have always loved. You are the woman who I think about all day and all night and you are the One and only person I want to be with forever and always.”
I honestly is not a huge fan of cheesy guys, but once you know and get to realize the character, you’ll swoon when he says this line in the end. 

These are the two phrases which I think is the most romantic expressions I've read. 

5 perspectives

If I had to teach five precepts to teach my future children, it would be modesty, self-confidence, respect, responsibility, and individual characteristics. 

Modesty would be my first choice to teach my children because no matter how important, famous or rich you are, you will not receive any respect without any modesty. People will talk behind your back, point fingers at you and most importantly, will not have any true friends besides you. 

Self confidence would be my second choice because without any confidence, you as a person won't shine. If you can't shine for yourself, there is no way other people will see your shinning self. Confidence is categorized under "must have" personality box in our working society. Without self-confidence, you can't progress or develop higher in this society. My mother always told me that strong women should stick together. I thank my mom for leading me into a right direction, for making me who I am, a strong, independent, person.

Respect it is one of the most important precepts a person must obey by no matter where or who you are with. My mother always told me to respect one another and treat others as you would like to be treated. I'll teach my children never to touch other people's items without asking them, be polite, don't be noisy and push people too far, but most of all, be the person who can listen to others when they need you the most.

Responsibility is another huge precepts my children needs to learn. "Take responsibility to whatever came out of your mouth." Yes, it can be interpreted in two ways. Clean up your own puke or take actions in something you've promised to someone. There's a famous saying, "don't make promises when you can't keep it". Even I admit this is one of the hardest task in my life. I hate it when I ask my friend to return my stuff after I let them borrow, and they keep on using this old fashioned line, "I promise I'll bring it tomorrow" and never does. It genuinely pisses me off. Whenever I borrow something from someone else, I try to give it back to that person the next day. If i borrowed their clothes, I wash it and give it back. I believe it's common courtesy to do that. 

And last but not least is supporting my children with individual characteristics. Teaching them or helping them to be who they are and what they can be is one of the important factors in life. I'd rather have a unique, creative, and bright children compared to the kid who seats help them represent who they are as a person. I believe every children has their own imaginary portrait of who they want to be and I, as a parent want to respect that. These are the five precepts I would like to teach them.

Greatest invention of all?

If you can pick out one greatest invention of all time, what would it be? I’d have to say its the wonderful makeup. For instance, lets look at Jia Ying sitting next to me in class. She wears atleast 3 inches of base makeup along with dark dramatic eyeshadows and two round pink puffball shaped blush applied on top of her 3 inch makeup base. She is pretty, at times, but when I see her without it, I could barely recognize her. Jia Ying and I are tight buddies; we even live in a same town. At often times, when I go out to jog, I have this unfortunate encounter with the girl sitting next to me. I always pass her by and when I’m around the corner, I hear my name in the world’s most hideous screeching sound no human being should hear , “MINJOOOOO!!!!” yes. That’s when I know that it is indeed my dear, lovely friend, Jia Ying calling for me. 

I honestly don’t know what the world would be at this moment if makeup wasn’t invented. Would I ever recognize my dear friend Jia Ying’s face? I really hope I do. Makeup has a very powerful effect on the society. It can make a person look younger or age older by using makeup. Or, it can change you into a complete different person. I believe other industries would not have survived or grew without a direct or indirect help of makeup. Actors and actresses apply makeup in every single movie, females apply makeup for different range of jobs, not only females, but males as well. That’s why I believe makeup is THE ultimate greatest invention of all time. If you can pick out one greatest invention of all time, what would it be? I’d have to say its the wonderful makeup. For instance, lets look at Jia Ying sitting next to me in class. She wears atleast 3 inches of base makeup along with dark dramatic eyeshadows and two round pink puffball shaped blush applied on top of her 3 inch makeup base. She is pretty, at times, but when I see her without it, I could barely recognize her. Jia Ying and I are tight buddies; we even live in a same town. At often times, when I go out to jog, I have this unfortunate encounter with the girl sitting next to me. I always pass her by and when I’m around the corner, I hear my name in the world’s most hideous screeching sound no human being should hear , “MINJOOOOO!!!!” yes. That’s when I know that it is indeed my dear, lovely friend, Jia Ying calling for me. 

I honestly don’t know what the world would be at this moment if makeup wasn’t invented. Would I ever recognize my dear friend Jia Ying’s face? I really hope I do. Makeup has a very powerful effect on the society. It can make a person look younger or age older by using makeup. Or, it can change you into a complete different person. I believe other industries would not have survived or grew without a direct or indirect help of makeup. Actors and actresses apply makeup in every single movie, females apply makeup for different range of jobs, not only females, but males as well. That’s why I believe makeup is THE ultimate greatest invention of all time. 

What I fear the most

I am a fearful person in general. I am afraid of a lot of things. I do not like insects, heights, Mr. Lee smiling at me, mom asking me what my grades are, getting shots, grandma’s spoon that always seem to end up smacking me when I chew with my mouths open, airplane turbulence, street dogs, policemen, and Jia Ying doing yoga. However, there is only one thing that scares me to death. Making my skin crawl with fear, sweat pouring from my forehead, turning my tanned skin, almost vampire like tone of pale complexion and improper usage of lungs: 10 missed calls from mother. 

I’m pretty sure all the teenagers would agree to this little nightmare of an incident. Going out with a friend, having a good time, music blasting somewhere at that presence, tired so decided to check your phone to look at the time, and then realize you have 10 missed calls from mom. Yea. Exactly. We all know what it feels like. No words needed. You know what’s worse though? When you try to call her back, she won’t answer. Heart Dropping moment right there. Then you run towards your car, yes run, not fast walking, or pasting through the road, full on sprinting. You violate all the road signals because at that moment, nothing scares or matters more than arriving home, walking through that doorframe of your front door. 

At last when you arrive home, you shuffle your bag to find your keys, only to realize you forgot to bring it out with you this morning. At that moment, all hopes drain out of your face and you just want to welcome the apocalypse of 2012 like an old friend. You curse every single word you know asking how stupid you could be, doing kicking motions to the door, but can’t actually hit it because you’re afraid it’ll make loud noises. So you’re just standing there in front of your house, thinking of some plots to secretly break in to your own house without making any noises. You comfort yourself that you could do this, that you are part asian; therefore, ninja blood runs in you, that you could easily jump two story high building. Then a security guard comes around the corner and asks if there’s any problem and you just smile and tell him that you’re out for a evening walk because you’re too embarrassed to actually tell him the true story. When the guard leaves, your back in business again. Thinking of plan B. Then repeat the process until you reach plan z, and finally give up and knock on your door, greeted by your angry mother. She yells at you and tells you that she could have let you go if you came 2 hours ago, only to realize you did, but was staying outside thinking of ways to break in to your own house.

This...is what I fear the most. This scenario happening,,,,again. That’s right. It happened to me once before, but it was more dramatic and scarier version than this. My kind mother decided to punish me right then, by locking me out of my house for almost three loving hours. I was outside in the cold chilly wind, singing along to the song blasting from my cellphone, my friends coming to cheer me up and finally, one blissful cellphone call from my house and one phrase I’ve never thought it would make me so happy, “Come Home”. :D

What I want to do after college.

What do I want to do after graduating from college? Well, to bluntly so to speak, its a bit hard to answer that question because I’ve never even graduated from high school. However, my mind is open to all those countless possibilities waiting for me. Maybe I could take a year off to travel? Meet up with my friends? Or learn/experience something new. We may plan something and always end up with “change of plans”. I guess its safe to start with what I want to do while in college. 

Growing up with only me and my mom, away from family is a bit hard sometimes. Especially when you have such a strong and tight family. I have 4 aunties in Korea and they are all fantastic and gets along very well. It’s hilarious when all five of them meet up and you just have to admire their strong sisterhood bonding. My mom is the only exception because she is here with me on this tiny island of Saipan. My dad has lived alone for a good portion of his lifetime, working, trying to support our family and for me to have a better education. That’s why I decided to go to college in Korea. As much as I am “Americanized” and some may even call me a Twinkie, I think its time, I bring back my family together once and for all.

I have no idea how Korean education system works and from what I heard growing up, its not exactly sugar coated candy material news. I’ve learned english since first grade and sometimes, I feel more comfortable speaking english than Korean. It quite frankly scares me when I know I’m going to college in Korea because I know how those students study and damn....it’s traditionally, asian hardcore. I guess many things can change in the 8 months period before I start my college. Learn my mother language, honing my skills so I won’t get bullied in the future. Learn something I’ve alway wanted to learn; makeup. And hopefully go to cooking class with my mom. These are some of the things I want to do before going to college.

Now going back to the topic, what I really want to do AFTER college, I’d really like to travel around. It might be just around Korea, going to different provinces or if fortunate enough, go around the world, experience different cultures and experience/see new things in life. One thing I definitely want to do is go on a small trip (even a road trip) with just my family. My mom, me and my dad. We have never been to a trip before as a family because dad was always working and we were in different part of the world. I’d like to make my personal memory of our family time together, doing something. I guess that’s one thing I’m really looking forward to.

Another is internship. Over my 2011 summer vacation, I’ve interned in two different places of business. One in the fashion industry and the other in technology programming. To be honest, I enjoyed the fashion industry one better and has helped shine a path of light on the road I would like to take in the future. As a very outgoing, energetic and friendly person, I like working with people, interacting, facing human problems more than spending the day in front of the computer typing away random numbers in the screen. I’m crossing my fingers I could get another opportunity like that in the fashion industry after college graduation.

Favorite book

Finding and appreciating pleasure to simple happiness in life is hard to find in this fast pacing digital society in which we live in. Especially in time’s most troubling moments. Some people work particularly hard in order to take mind off of things, others spend time with friends, while some of us find comfort in our favorite books. Never before I had read something like One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich by Alexander Solzhenitsyn. This book set in Soviet labor camp in the 1950s, in an unspecified region of Siberia, describes a single day of an ordinary prisoner, Ivan Denisovich Shukhov. Never before, the Stalinist repression been openly distributed which makes this book even more shocking and refreshing.

The book starts off with a worker waking up to a pounding hammer on a rail outside. Readers slowly register the setting as a prison camp. The prisoners are forced to work in uncountable conditions. Days are long, tasks are arduous, and prisoners are treated with injustice of cruel Soviet bureaucracy. Ivan Denisovich (the main character) was captured during World War II has been sentenced to ten years of prison after being accused of spying for the Germans. He is innocent, but is still being punished by the Soviet government. 

The author’s style of description is what shocked me the most. Vivid, explicitly written conditions exceed beyond our imagination. The working conditions at the camp are unbelievable, as temperatures rarely exceed over -20 degrees Celsius, the prisoners barely have enough clothes to keep them alive in extreme environments and are given only small amounts of inedible lukewarm “portage” mixed with water, potato chunks, and fish bones. Their personal belongings are taken away from them and is replaced with random numbers. To say that the life in the camp is difficult is overly underestimated. 

Due to the camp’s reckless environment, many of the men have lowered themselves, gave up their dignity and pride for survival. To keep themselves from going absolutely insane. Each prisoners have lost their hope, spending everyday like zombies, unnoticed. However, despite all the torment and turbulence these men face everyday, many of them find peace, joy and happiness in the given environment. I find it remarkable that those men, treated less than animals can go to bed at the end of the day and feel fortunate that they are still there, breathing in presence. 

The conclusion of the book shows Ivan Denisovich lying in bed rethinking about the day that he’s been through, thankful for all the small things that he has been blessed with which helped him smile in such extreme environment. This book helped me understand that even the simplest pleasure can bring happiness and joy no matter what or where the circumstances are, but it all depends on the perspective and attitude of the person. It reminded me that being appreciative and thankful for the simplest things can make my darkest days or even my brightest days, just a little bit better. 

Stream-consciousness

Love, what comes to your mind when you think of the word, love? Maybe family love? Animal love, love of obsession over fur coats, earings, glasses, or picking out new boyfriend materials. I honestly have no idea on what to write 2,000 words on the topic of “romantic love”. I don’t even want to think about the topic itself. I am beyond puzzled and worried what i am going to type because the teacher (not mentioning) the teacher who thinks everybody thinks he’s beyond human and dazzling himself. i don’t know what my opinion is about him but .................cough cough cough cough cough......................i don’t want to be his victim anymore.......maybe ill break into his house and ....crap...he told us not to write about him. but what am i going to do if that was in my mind? profanity profanity profanity profanity profanity profanity...ohhh i think someone has a cute earing. and i see a chick in front of me with a glasses and muslim hair buns typing away in her computer. I see a smiling ape and a weird girl squinty her eyes at me who seats next, oh right her name is alice next to me and dman....she’s so weird. there’s a chick who’s spacing out, i don’t know if i should tell you guys that she’s milin......she’s staring at her computer not typing........she’s suppose to type...what is she thinking? she’s suppose to type what’s in her mind but she’s just staring at her computer............im just looking around the room and ow....my arms starts to hurt. and why did i buy this keyboard cover? its so Q!#!#@$ hard to type in this thing. maybe i should take it off....NO.....i need to keep on typing away on my little beautifully crafted mac.............wow im really off topic. so whats the topic again? oh yeah...loave.....what!!?!??! “love”. thats right. i have zero consciousness on the topic of love......god im thirsty. maybe i can steal somebody’s water bottle and drink and sneakily give it back to the person. ok i just took of my mac keyboard case and it is SO MUCH EASIER TO TYPE~~~~~~loving the clicking sound of my keyboard........lani just laughed...why is she laughing? maybe ill ask her later........or ill just steal her mac and just read it myself no big deal. sei looks serious like always, andy looks stoned............shane is typing away in her computer. i can’t see zoe’s expression..............lani is typing like a madwoman.....jaehee is just spacing out yet once again......taekhan looks bored but his fingers are moving in fast pace. milin is not typing agai........nope...she’s staring at her ohhh she’s staring in front of her and what da.....alice....stop looking at me with ur weird eyes...its freaking me out. oh my gawd.....i think i can’t focus today....maybe its that cup of coffee i ate this morning...? ate? i mean drank......ist that the right grammar? is it only me but jaehee’s eye is like....half closed......and he looks stoned man!..........i can’t see jian’s pretty face..............oh gawd...am i giving away myself too much? what am i gonna do if he.....the teacher....not mentioning who he is...reads my essay or whatever im typing right now!!???!!?! oh gawd my fingers are getting sweaty.....is that how you spell it?!!?!?!??! sweety? sweaty?......love LOVE LOVE......i don’t know what to type or write about love....damn it..........lets seee.....i just gave up completely on the guys in our class.....they are hopeless im telling you man....am i being too mean? NO. THEY ARE HOPELESS....................i really like zoe’s hair....its redish blondish.....whatever the color is........man my fingers start to hurt and i really want to cover up  my pretty keypads....i feel like its being exposed too much. my beauty....my baby....i need to dress it up....but ohhhhh milin is not typing again....she’s squirming thinking WHAT to write....bad...se’s not following the instruction like i am................oh god..i have to exams tomorrow...i don’t know which one i should study first.........maybe stat because i have lots to study and is kinda lagging on that subject....lagging!?!!? is that even a word?!?!? OKAY ______ STAY OF TOPIC. love....love...love......i love my mom and dad....does that count? yessssss i wrote 756 words already....god......this is SSSSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO LONG........ why can’t i just write about ....nevermind i like this better.......OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SEI is not typing as well.........wat da hell.....the next to me.....ALICE..........wat da.....why is she keep on staring at me?!?!!?.......what cha looking at!!???!? go look at your screen.......omg...she looked at me again.......love....love .....love......i don’t think i love her........no..........OH GAWD AMY IS STARING AT ME......oh she just asked me a question....but im not gonna tell ya~~~hahahahahahahaha because its about the article i wrote....hehehehehehehehheheehe amy has such a prettyful eyes......i think i can just swim in them.....jkjkjk im straight.......as straight as my red twistor liquor can be.........what!?!!?.......as straight as my.........nevermind. im not gay................wow lani really did wrote alot.....she doesn’t have that many ......or cap letters like i do.. HOLY CHOW  shane is like...all words.......i like her M &M lunch box smiling at me....atleast someone loves me........i feel loved. YES BACK ON TOPIC!!! good job ______. im so proud of you girl. friday night was magical....yes......those of you who i told you guys should know what im talking about.....mr lee looks so weird...i mean.....ok....i want to erase that but since i can’t backspace....i guesss ill just leave it there. hopefjully he won’t pick mine and read it to the class. ohhhhgus just stopped typing. bad boy. bad boy. im really enjoying this signment....or assignment. oh yes! already thousand words! heheheheehehehehhehee. im a bit disappointed about the NFL result. me and my partner got 4th.....not fun. we were expecting first or atleast 2nd place........MAN...... yea my friends will def. know who i am now.......my arms hurts so bad.its so painful now. yes its to the point where my blood vesells are popping out from my delicate little hands. i need to wash my tiger....its very brown......george orwell 1984.......its the book next to me.........i really didn’t like that book....i don’t like sad books.....as you all know, im very romantic person. i love happy endings. aww....amy moved away from me....now i can’t check if she’s doing facebook or not......im just kidding. im seriously worried about my exam for tomorrow.....i don’t think i can get a quick nap today... have to go home and study straight away. OH i met some student exchange students yesterday. there were all 92 and couple of them were 90....but there’s this really cute guy and i thought he was pretty cute....but he had no muscles so i was like ehh....watever. i think i should get a tatoo someday. maybe my english teacher’s face across my back?! to show him my affection for him so i can get better grades? lol no. thats stupid.....il just ruin my life. maybe i should bring my girlfriends to get matching tatoos with me........eww....gus just touched me. disgusting. he’s not even typing....maybe he’s resting a little....maybe i should rest a little bit. oh my gawd. my keyboards are getting dirty again....okay i removed gus’s arm away from my delicate back. mission accomplished. oh gawd i need to go use the bathroom...what time is it?! is it almost time to go? amber is really cute......right?......she’s typing really fast......like....nevermind....i don’tk know what that wod is in english.....ill probably forget later on. my neck really hurts now.....my fingers hurt too. i wonder if my mom’s gonna get mad at me if i tell her that i forgot to take out the trash yesterday.....she was like....what’s that smell when she came in.....gus is spacing out now.....why is he even sitting here? seating? sitting? watever. same thing. okay lets go back to the topic now. laaove..love.....i wonder if im going to marry a korean or an american later? do i want to know? yes. really? yes. ooooooohhhhhh andy just used backspace. bad boy. bad bad boy. i love his cooking....its so delicious. its beyond dreamy. i think his cheesecake is the best. total worth dying for...well maybe not. but its really good. if he opens a bakery later on and i become rich, id toally invest on his bakery. its delicious and craking lacking. maybe i should go to andy’s house to learn how to bake some of his delicious cheesecake orego ...? oreo cakes. soo delicious...so so delicious. ha! i have one thousand five hundred words already. five hundred more to go. milin is not typing again....she’s spacing out...yet once again. i don’t know what to type anymore...i think i ran out of thoughts to type about now. richard is laughing...we don’t know why but he laughs at everything. i just wanna break his glasses.....why do i have the urge to do that. why are you staring at me mili!?!?!?!!?1 why are you staring at me!?!!!!? WHY?!?!?!? STOP LAUGHING WHY ARE YOU STARING AT ME.!?!!??! SHANE....SHES why am i typing in cap lock......hahahaha thats riht. look back to your screen shane.............jae hee finished before me?! eww. milin just made that wtf......eww i just saw dong hyuin’s disgusting face. i think im gonna go blind now. i just want to kill him. what are you looking at taek han?! WHY IS EVERYBODY LOOKING AT ME!?!?! WHY!?!?!?! milin is lloooking at me again. she’s laughing at me too..why?! what are you looking at alice!?!??! am i that pretty!?!?!? god its so stressful...im like banging my keyboards right now...okay i need to calm down...whewwwwwwwwwwwwwww..........WHEWWWW..... i guess amber just finished typing her stream of consciousness.....wow i don’t think i wrote 100 words about love. lets see...love. i elieve believe love is a very powerful thing. because mommies sacrifice their gossip time to change their babies dipers. diapers. diepers. doesn’t even makes sense. amber laughs like a duck. i guess she just finished with hers and reading it. my neck hurts so bad. i think i pulled a muscle or something. happy birthday to you~ happy birthday to you~~~~사랑하는!!!!!!!!!!!! _______happy birthday to you~~~~ why are you bo^^^^^rn.....why are you bo^^^^rn....why are you boooooorrrrrnnnnn.....why are you born!?! almost done. two hundred letters more. oh yeah. i can hear myself saying these things. gawd im so creative. oh my gawd my nose itches like !@#$!. eww. jaehee’s ugly face. don’t laugh at me u sick weirdo. u think thats funny?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?!? gawd. what is mac made out of? its so fabulous!!!!! F.A.B.U.L.U.S. okay wow i misspelled that. talk about embarrrassing. ok wow i misspelled that too....my last hundred words are dedicated to my family for their endless love, support, food and love again. i wouldn’t have survived this harsh world without their love and i am so greatful for them and all i want to say is that i love you guys mom and dad and thank you for raising me. and I thank god for making me an atheist. all my glory is dedicated to you. fantastic! and now i am officially done! okay few more letters...almost there... and almost there.... and yes!

I believe in what I love to do

New York is often considered the epicenter of the fashion world – not only because of its many designers and fashion shows, but also because of New Yorkers’ innate sense of style.  I see New Yorkers understand clothing far more than any other fashionistas around the world. Fashion is a vehicle through which we define ourselves. I believe in doing what I love to do. I love to see new things and experience variety of different perspectives growing up. The world of fashion intrigues me. The bright exquisite colors, fast paste of evolutionary trends, powerful catwalks, extravagant makeups and group of diversely creative people working together simply draws me to their world. Its like waking up in Christmas and finding the whole “package” under the Christmas tree. Growing up, like every other kid, I’ve once wanted to become a doctor, astronaut, lawyer, a wizard, or even a teacher. But now, I know that my passion and interest is somewhere in the world of fashion. Whether writing critics about celebrity styles or applying wound makeup to them, I do not know as of now. But, I am looking forward and try to be open minded on different perspectives regarding with fashion.