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| It's been a year almost to the day since I last posted on here...and wow... i guess you could say a lot has happened. I'm a whole year older...and although I wish there was a lot of things I could write about how I've changed, i'm not going to...because that would take a lot of work, and i Haven't changed THAT much... =/
But since this is a reason to post, I think I will try to recollect some of the most influential things that happened to me since my last post:
-My parents remodeling our house, and actually having people come over to see it. -Not being afraid to go out for KCN, and ending up getting a part in it, and absolutely LOVING it! -Playing a lot of basketball eating salad without dressing and doing bleachers at 1am...in hopes to make a lifestyle change in losing 15 lbs... only to realize that i liked my old lifestyle better =P -Spending the whole summer in LA...it was long...but good.
-Summer Conference and Prayer Seminar. That was definitely the greatest study of all. Plus Catalina Idol. -Being in the dorms ... to BE in the dorms... I'm finally doing what I've wanted to do since my freshman year. I guess it's all coming full circle now.
On that note...being a 4th year sucks...i'm so sad that i'm old now, and I really miss people from my freshman year, like my whole floor practically.
As this post comes to an end, I would like to leave on a note similar to that of the LAST post...with some inspirational quotes that have become close to my heart.
"You won't always succeed, but if you're afraid to fail, you don't deserve to succeed" -Charles Barkley
"You miss 100% of the shots you don't take" -Wayne Gretzky
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It's been a while since I’ve xanga'd (?), and for good
reason. Every night I get my xanga subscription and I read about half of all of
them. You might be asking yourself, "why only half?" and "How do
you decide which ones to read?"
Simple, I read the ones that will actually enrich my life. No matter how
miniscule that might seem. I don't necessarily want to hear a summary of how a
person's day went, every day. Granted, if I haven't seen or talked to someone
in a long time, it's a nice refresher to see what the person has been up to.
But I think xanga is more then that, and not just xanga, any web log. People
should post stuff that is more meaningful.
I'm not saying what people do everyday is not meaningful, and I don't want to
read it, on the contrary, I like to keep up with people's lives. But When they
write their daily summaries, it would be nice to have a little more depth to
the writing, not just what happened, but why it is of any relevance, if it had
an impact on the way they thought or if they realized something...
I know it's hypocritically of me to say, but that is why I haven't posted in
months. Which leads me to...
my post...
Being a kid who grew up in the suburbs, I don't think I could ever really
complain about my life, and I wouldn't. I was watching ESPN and they were
recounting all the ESPY Ashe awards from the previous years, and it was like
deep. I couldn't believe how touching the stories were. It was like each one
really made me realize, what's really important, and it made me realize, how
influential and powerful people can be. I was disappointed, because the people
that received the awards were nothing like me.
I feel like when I was growing up, I was always taught to play it safe, and
don't take a big risk, if you don’t need to. Don't be foolish. Think about the
future. It's not bad advice, to be smart with your decisions, and to actually
use your brain. But it's also a very crippling way to be brought up. My fear of
failure and not succeeding, no matter how tiny the victory (or defeat) leaves
me paralyzed and afraid to pursue my actual hearts desire. I don't do what I
WANT to do, I do what I’m expected to do. I think a lot of my decisions are
based on what other people would think of them. As I was watching the ESPY
special, I realized all these people that were deserving of the award, they
were almost fearless (at least in my eyes) and all successful people are. I
think the one of the hugest factors that separates truly successful people and
others is their desire. I know that everyone has desire, but how much? I think
ordinary people work towards a goal, and when they hit a failure, they realize,
that things didn't work out the way they thought, and they had a good shot, but
what can they do now? SUCCESSFUL people on the other hand don't stop at that
point of failure and ridicule, instead, that's where they differentiate
themselves from the rest of the people. How many people do you know are afraid
to fail? I know it's my biggest fear, and I think my biggest fear. I remember
hearing somewhere that the top 1% of the US owns 40% of the wealth in the
country. When I first heard that, I thought, well it's because they are greedy,
and selfish, and don’t' care about the poor, is that true? Are wealthy people really
horrible people? Is it their sole purpose in life to spite those who aren't as
well of as them, and to abuse those underneath them? I don't think so. I think
the reason that 1% of the country has so much power and influence, is because
that those same 1% have something that the rest of the 99% of the country
doesn't have. I can't prove what it is, but I think you have a good idea of
what it probably is...
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| i have 2 finals tomorrow...one of them being korean. As i'm sitting at
my computer figuring out more ways to procrastinate i notice that i'm
studying for korean, and i happen to be talking online to 4 korean
people...since when has THAT happened? it's like korean overload for
me...especialyl since korea beat Japan in the world baseball
classics...Korea is tearing it up, plus there was jsut the olympics,
plus there's the fact that i went to korea last summer, and that i had
korean food TWICE in one week, and how i was talking to my korean
friend in my (non korean class) ABOUT korea because SHES's korean and
she's GOING to korea...
it all reminds me of the time at church (when i was like 10 years old)
and our church youth group was practicing for the christmas play. (Yeah
it's a korean church...so you know it split) anyways the mom's all came
in that saturday to cook dinner for the kids since they had
rehearsal...and they cooked curry rice (typical korean church dish) and
while we were all eating, one of the younger girls asks one of the high
schoolers why we're eating curry. This resulted in a long, pointless
explanation about how curry is made and why we eat it and why it tastes
good and why it's brown and on and on and on and teasing the girl
without her even knowing it...
after the laughter died down and everyone was silent again, i blurted
"I guess you could say we're all a little...Curry-an" and everyone
laughed again...because thats what i do best...make people
laugh...another thing i am good at is making myself laugh, and you want
to know something?
yeah i laughed when i said that line, and i'm laughing now...let me
tell you why...because it is my personal opinion that if you dont find
a joke to be funny, you shouldn't be saying it in the first place. I
laugh when i tell jokes because jokes bring me laughter and i wish to
spread that laughter around to those who would also appreciate it...
just a side note...euria chung has got to be the most BLiSH person i can think of...
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| im back home in CV...call me up
i ate dinner with picetti nick and josie today...no need to say that it
was freaking hilarious...we laughed so hard...nick was CRYING, not like
you could see a tear, tears were running down his FACE! omg...i miss
picetti, that mofo is hella funny...
then there's my mom...we got in a fight over the phone so when i got
home we didnt talk to each other, but i had to pack for a retreat that
im going to, so she says, "heres your laundry, and heres ski clothes,
now pack"
so then i start to pack and she's just standing there making things
awkward and staring at me and the way i pack, then she says "do you
need a pillow?" and i say yeah i need one and she leaves the room to get one
now at this point the mood is very tense, then she walks back in the
room with a pillow...but not jsut any pillow...the FRUITIEST PILLOW in
the ENTIRE HOURSE.
we have well over a dozen pillows and 2 dozen+ pillow cases to choose
from...but she came back with the thinnest/lumpiest pillow there was,
and the pillow case was HOT pink with FLOWERS on them.
she handed me the pillow acting pissed off, and i am shocked and in
awe, i jsut stare at her with my mouth open while she continues to mad
dog me, and i say
"mom, you know everytime i go to a church retreat, you always pack me
the gayest pillow possible, and everyone makes fun of me for
that"
and she just stares back at me pissed, and then i look at her, and then
i look down at the pillow, and then she looks down at the pillow and
then glares at me again...and then a smile slips through her leer, then
a giggle, then she can't help but laugh, and we start BUSTING up
together...
the gay pink pillow is funny, but seeing my mom bust up is HILARIOUS,
so we are cracking up for like 10 minutes, and then all of a sudden
we're not mad at each other anymore, and she says
"if anyone asks why you have a pink pillow, tell them becausae you were
supposed to be your mother's daughter because i have no daughters"
then we laughed some more. it was a good night.
the day/night was filled with laughter...and i loved it...
ok so yeah, people get back to me...i'm only in the bay for like 2 weeks...
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