My brother and I get along pretty well now. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that he lives away from home. I'd like to think we both matured some. But growing up, he was the thorn in my side and I was a big cry baby. He knew how to push my buttons. I'd run to my mom every day crying, because he would not leave me alone. That's how bad it was.
I also have a tendency to talk in my sleep. I've said random things from "$27!! That's Cheap!!" to mumbling in Korean (so my roommate Kristy tells me). But the best sleep talk, according to my sister, which also proves how tormented I was growing up... I yelled out "DAVID!!! HAH JI MAH!!!!"
He's nice now. Still messes with me a lot. I always sign my emails, "your super cool noona," but he always replies "to my super dork sister" instead. He still has some learning to do.
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Hey, you want to go?
I don't know how it worked in Southern California middle schools, but when I was in middle school, that's how a boy asked a girl to be his girlfriend. My friend and I were reminiscing of simpler days, and also laughing at the ridiculousness of it all. In those days, if a boy's friends knew he liked a girl, and wanted to ask her to "go" (not go out with me, just go), his friends would tell her friends, and next thing you knew there was a huge crowd gathered around them after school waiting to witness this new relationship to be born.
These were days filled with he said/she said, but at least the friends were there to move things along. Of course, these were also the days the boy would dump the girl if he heard through the grapevine that the girl was planning to dump him, so that he could be the dumper and not the dumpee. (did you follow?)
Another SF relationship lingo... trippin. Meaning, the stage before you guys officially became boyfriend/girlfriend. "Are you guys dating?" "No, we're just trippin'." I don't know how that word came to be, seeing that in all other areas, the only way people use that phrase is when you do or say something dumb that calls for a "You trippin, girl!"
Kids are funny. We thought it was such a big deal then, and that we were acting so mature... Who knew it would get even more complicated.
(For those of you who like to read into things, no I'm not going through relationship drama. I was just reminiscing with a friend this past weekend and thought it was funny. Don't bombard me with "So who is it?" questions. Thank you)
:)
I don't know how it worked in Southern California middle schools, but when I was in middle school, that's how a boy asked a girl to be his girlfriend. My friend and I were reminiscing of simpler days, and also laughing at the ridiculousness of it all. In those days, if a boy's friends knew he liked a girl, and wanted to ask her to "go" (not go out with me, just go), his friends would tell her friends, and next thing you knew there was a huge crowd gathered around them after school waiting to witness this new relationship to be born.
These were days filled with he said/she said, but at least the friends were there to move things along. Of course, these were also the days the boy would dump the girl if he heard through the grapevine that the girl was planning to dump him, so that he could be the dumper and not the dumpee. (did you follow?)
Another SF relationship lingo... trippin. Meaning, the stage before you guys officially became boyfriend/girlfriend. "Are you guys dating?" "No, we're just trippin'." I don't know how that word came to be, seeing that in all other areas, the only way people use that phrase is when you do or say something dumb that calls for a "You trippin, girl!"
Kids are funny. We thought it was such a big deal then, and that we were acting so mature... Who knew it would get even more complicated.
(For those of you who like to read into things, no I'm not going through relationship drama. I was just reminiscing with a friend this past weekend and thought it was funny. Don't bombard me with "So who is it?" questions. Thank you)
:)
Tuesday, March 29, 2005
One of my all time favorite movies is "While You Were Sleeping." And I found that Lilliene loves that movie as much as I do. Kind of random, huh? We were trying to figure out what it is about that movie that we love so much. I think it's the fact that the whole movie is a little dorky. The whole family, Sandra Bullock, Bill Pullman. Love them all.
April 22 is the next exam date. It's full of tax questions and I hate studying it. I'm fighting the urge to just say screw it and go watch a movie instead. I know it's for my future, yada yada yada. There's a copy of "While You Were Sleeping" that I picked up on sale at Borders, sitting on my desk just screaming my name.
I'm starting to feel a little sick. Scratchy throat. Sniffly. I'm downing Airborne because this weekend is my fun weekend. Friends, Zachary's, and dancing. Can't get much better than that.
April 22 is the next exam date. It's full of tax questions and I hate studying it. I'm fighting the urge to just say screw it and go watch a movie instead. I know it's for my future, yada yada yada. There's a copy of "While You Were Sleeping" that I picked up on sale at Borders, sitting on my desk just screaming my name.
I'm starting to feel a little sick. Scratchy throat. Sniffly. I'm downing Airborne because this weekend is my fun weekend. Friends, Zachary's, and dancing. Can't get much better than that.
Monday, March 28, 2005
Friday, March 25, 2005
Thursday, March 24, 2005
Wednesday, March 23, 2005
I am HTML illiterate. Even though I took IDS 110. But that was 4 years ago. Danny helped me figure out why my profile kept bumping to the bottom. He also helped me figure out how to add a picture to my profile. Only my picture exceeds the kb limit, or something like that. I will figure it out later. Thanks, Danny.
Tuesday, March 22, 2005
I think most korean families have at least 2 refridgerators. One for Korean food, and one for American food. And if you have a busy mom like I do, things get thrown into the refridgerator because she insists she'll use it sometime, and they get forgotten.
So last night, mother and daughter took our respective refridgerators and did a little spring cleaning. At 11:30pm. Man... some of the stuff we found. hahaha. I scrubbed and reorganized til the wee hours.
Brought back memories of my freshmen year. My work-study job at IGS. The crazy secretary had me clean the communal refridgerator. Let me tell you, that sucker was NASTY. GSI's are NASTY. The business office ladies (who agree with me that the secretary is senile) came in asking why she was making me clean. First off, the refridgerator hadn't been cleaned in years. Secondly, it SMELLED. I pulled out the produce drawers and there was a pool of water at the bottom of the fridge. Sitting on the pool of water was a FILM OF MOLD. That's what I had to clean.
I'm just glad we cleaned our fridge before it came to that.
So last night, mother and daughter took our respective refridgerators and did a little spring cleaning. At 11:30pm. Man... some of the stuff we found. hahaha. I scrubbed and reorganized til the wee hours.
Brought back memories of my freshmen year. My work-study job at IGS. The crazy secretary had me clean the communal refridgerator. Let me tell you, that sucker was NASTY. GSI's are NASTY. The business office ladies (who agree with me that the secretary is senile) came in asking why she was making me clean. First off, the refridgerator hadn't been cleaned in years. Secondly, it SMELLED. I pulled out the produce drawers and there was a pool of water at the bottom of the fridge. Sitting on the pool of water was a FILM OF MOLD. That's what I had to clean.
I'm just glad we cleaned our fridge before it came to that.
Monday, March 21, 2005
Friday, March 18, 2005
After POTCH last night I was hamming it up with Victoria about the Korean singer "Bi." (As in "Bee" and not bi as in bi-sexual) I call him the Korean Usher because he can sing and dance. But he's got his fruity moments, especially when it comes to fashion.
So I was trying to describe to Sarah who this guy was, and I figured the easiest way to do it was look up a picture on the web and send it to her. Dang, that guy wears some fruity clothes. We found one picture where his shirt is unbuttoned and you can see his abs. But Sarah insists those are airbrushed. hahaha. The rest of the pictures aren't worth mentioning. He was carrying a fan in some pictures. Not Cool.
Not that I haven't had any fashion faux pas in my lifetime. I wore some nasty clothes growing up. Even now, my sister makes me buy certain things so I can be more trendy... and I still go to her room to get her approval on an outfit combination. It usually takes me a few tries before she deems me passable.
There are a few pictures around the house right now that show my non-existant fashion sense. One picture I'm wearing a red skirt with a pink shirt. Another I'm wearing a green t-shirt, acid wash jean skirt, and red shoes. Who did I think I was? Dorothy? But the best are my cover-half-my-face-glasses pictures. I'm so dorky it's great. But those are better off left in the storage.
So I was trying to describe to Sarah who this guy was, and I figured the easiest way to do it was look up a picture on the web and send it to her. Dang, that guy wears some fruity clothes. We found one picture where his shirt is unbuttoned and you can see his abs. But Sarah insists those are airbrushed. hahaha. The rest of the pictures aren't worth mentioning. He was carrying a fan in some pictures. Not Cool.
Not that I haven't had any fashion faux pas in my lifetime. I wore some nasty clothes growing up. Even now, my sister makes me buy certain things so I can be more trendy... and I still go to her room to get her approval on an outfit combination. It usually takes me a few tries before she deems me passable.
There are a few pictures around the house right now that show my non-existant fashion sense. One picture I'm wearing a red skirt with a pink shirt. Another I'm wearing a green t-shirt, acid wash jean skirt, and red shoes. Who did I think I was? Dorothy? But the best are my cover-half-my-face-glasses pictures. I'm so dorky it's great. But those are better off left in the storage.
Thursday, March 17, 2005
The saga with the car continues...
I get a call today from the dealer telling me that they've replaced the lower trim of the windshield, but it's still making its noise. So the next step is to order a new windshield and see if that'll do the trick. The part won't be in until next week, so I'll have to bring it in once again.
I guess calling Honda Corp. wasn't great news for them. The dealer guy sounded really worried and wanted to make sure I understood they were doing everything in their power to correct the problem, and that it gets reflected on them like a report card. Kind of felt bad for them... but at least I'm getting some results.
I get a call today from the dealer telling me that they've replaced the lower trim of the windshield, but it's still making its noise. So the next step is to order a new windshield and see if that'll do the trick. The part won't be in until next week, so I'll have to bring it in once again.
I guess calling Honda Corp. wasn't great news for them. The dealer guy sounded really worried and wanted to make sure I understood they were doing everything in their power to correct the problem, and that it gets reflected on them like a report card. Kind of felt bad for them... but at least I'm getting some results.
Wednesday, March 16, 2005
Monday, March 14, 2005
LA was great... it was a much needed get-away.
Wedding was beautiful. I always get teary-eyed when the bride and groom thank the parents. I think it's the combination of the music and seeing the bride start getting teary-eyed.
There was a general concensus among the girls. 1. The best man is good looking... and a great dancer. 2. There was a guy that was straight up heeby. It was funny because all the girls knew exactly who we were talking about.
LA is fun to visit, but I'm always glad to come back home. Life doesn't seem so rushed up here. I ate a lot of good food and that's the last of the pigging out. I promise. Sarah and I have decided to go on a diet starting this week. I'm motivated by seeing all my class girls... they looked to thin. I brought a salad for lunch today. :)
It was great seeing my old friends. I wish we could have hung out more. But I promise I'll try to make it down to LA more often. And yes, I'll come visit EVEN if there is no wedding scheduled.
Wedding was beautiful. I always get teary-eyed when the bride and groom thank the parents. I think it's the combination of the music and seeing the bride start getting teary-eyed.
There was a general concensus among the girls. 1. The best man is good looking... and a great dancer. 2. There was a guy that was straight up heeby. It was funny because all the girls knew exactly who we were talking about.
LA is fun to visit, but I'm always glad to come back home. Life doesn't seem so rushed up here. I ate a lot of good food and that's the last of the pigging out. I promise. Sarah and I have decided to go on a diet starting this week. I'm motivated by seeing all my class girls... they looked to thin. I brought a salad for lunch today. :)
It was great seeing my old friends. I wish we could have hung out more. But I promise I'll try to make it down to LA more often. And yes, I'll come visit EVEN if there is no wedding scheduled.
Wednesday, March 09, 2005
I'm starting to have a love/hate relationship with my car. I bought an 05 Accord in December... it's only been a few months and I've been to the dealer 3 times already.
My windshield rattles everytime my car hits a bump. Kind of scary... makes me feel like it's going to shatter on me. The first time they put some kind of insulating foam. The noise started up again. Second time they claimed they couldn't hear the noise.
I took it in yesterday because the rattling was getting worse. And my sunroof started to rumble. Turns out my sunroof wasn't aligned properly, so they took care of that. They said as for my windshield, it wasn't my windshield but the drain pipe from the sunroof that kept hitting against the body. I thought "ok, they found the problem... no more noises."
Then on my drive home... I heard the windshield again. :( It definitely makes less noise now... but it still rattles over big enough bumps. The people at the dealership are going to know me on a first name basis.
My mom gets a kick out of the fact that at least I bring home a rose every time I visit the dealership.
My windshield rattles everytime my car hits a bump. Kind of scary... makes me feel like it's going to shatter on me. The first time they put some kind of insulating foam. The noise started up again. Second time they claimed they couldn't hear the noise.
I took it in yesterday because the rattling was getting worse. And my sunroof started to rumble. Turns out my sunroof wasn't aligned properly, so they took care of that. They said as for my windshield, it wasn't my windshield but the drain pipe from the sunroof that kept hitting against the body. I thought "ok, they found the problem... no more noises."
Then on my drive home... I heard the windshield again. :( It definitely makes less noise now... but it still rattles over big enough bumps. The people at the dealership are going to know me on a first name basis.
My mom gets a kick out of the fact that at least I bring home a rose every time I visit the dealership.
Monday, March 07, 2005
If you ever want to see me at my girliest, make me watch a scary movie. I scream and jump like none other. That's why I try to avoid scary movies. Haejin will attest to my watching "The Others." I really don't like pop out scary scenes. Even scenes in Lord of the Rings (when Bilbo's face changes) made me jump out of my seat.
Psychologically disturbing movies are different. I tend to replay scenes in my head and freak myself out. Case in point: I watched "Red Dragon" on TV last night. I figured it'd be ok, since (1) I've already seen the movie before and no real damage, and (2) Edward Norton and Anthony Hopkins.
Let's just say I had a rough night last night. I started having weird dreams, which is weird enough because I NEVER remember my dreams. Then I knew I was awake, but my mind was replaying scenes from "Red Dragon" and I couldn't get it to stop. So I turned on some Christian music and fell asleep singing along. I learned my lesson.
On a more fun topic, we played ultimate frisbee after church yesterday. Weather was beautiful and everyone had a lot of fun. Our JDSN is so athletic... she kicks all the guys' butts. :) We'll definitely be playing more often.
Spring Celebration at Great America May 14. STEVEN CURTIS CHAPMAN!!! Now if only I can stay on track with my studying...
Psychologically disturbing movies are different. I tend to replay scenes in my head and freak myself out. Case in point: I watched "Red Dragon" on TV last night. I figured it'd be ok, since (1) I've already seen the movie before and no real damage, and (2) Edward Norton and Anthony Hopkins.
Let's just say I had a rough night last night. I started having weird dreams, which is weird enough because I NEVER remember my dreams. Then I knew I was awake, but my mind was replaying scenes from "Red Dragon" and I couldn't get it to stop. So I turned on some Christian music and fell asleep singing along. I learned my lesson.
On a more fun topic, we played ultimate frisbee after church yesterday. Weather was beautiful and everyone had a lot of fun. Our JDSN is so athletic... she kicks all the guys' butts. :) We'll definitely be playing more often.
Spring Celebration at Great America May 14. STEVEN CURTIS CHAPMAN!!! Now if only I can stay on track with my studying...
Friday, March 04, 2005
Tuesday, March 01, 2005
I love happy flowers. I went to Trader Joe's yesterday and bought a bunch of daffodils. I remember buying them at Sproul all the time... I think I'll always associate daffodils with my Berkeley days.
Every morning on my walk to the bus stop I pass by this guy who works for the service crew in the housing community I live in. He always gives me this really big smile and says hi. I can't help but crack up and say hi back. It's funny to me because based on appearance alone you would think he's this really intimidating guy. If you think of any movie that has a prison scene, you'd see this guy. Thick mustache, shaved head, big build. But then he breaks out into this reallly big smile and says "good morning."
It's amazing what a flower or a smile can do for the attitude.
Every morning on my walk to the bus stop I pass by this guy who works for the service crew in the housing community I live in. He always gives me this really big smile and says hi. I can't help but crack up and say hi back. It's funny to me because based on appearance alone you would think he's this really intimidating guy. If you think of any movie that has a prison scene, you'd see this guy. Thick mustache, shaved head, big build. But then he breaks out into this reallly big smile and says "good morning."
It's amazing what a flower or a smile can do for the attitude.
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