This summer.. I have been racking up the mileage.. both by road and air. After being in norcal, socal, new orleans, and now hawaii... I can't believe how fortunate I am for being able to go around and having people drive me around. My family thinks it's so wonderful to have friends all over the place. My parents joked that their kids are international.. though not really... but since we're all over the country. My sister in New Orleans and me in the west coast. I love traveling. I love exploring. I want to see more! I need money!!!
Torn between going home in a couple weeks but also can't wait...
When I stayed with my relatives in Torrance, my aunt, uncle, and cousin greeted me by all wearing the Boston gifts I had sent earlier this year. haha. my aunt and uncle both wore bu tshirts and my cousin was wearing a redsox shirt and bu shorts. And since I was going to Hawaii, my uncle kept playing hawaiian music in the house and car and wore the flanel shirts as well. haha, how cute.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
doctor?
After a weekend of family and watching my sister enter medical school, it kind of slapped me in the face what I'm missing out on. Since I was young, I had always wanted to be a doctor. A dentist, to be more specific. Mostly because I wanted to follow in my father's footsteps and get the approval of my parents, but I think also because I knew I was helping people. Listening to the speakers at my sister's white coat ceremony made me feel guilty for choosing a different route. Lives will be at the hands of these people who are now entering med school. This white coat symbolizes the trust, power, and responsibility that all doctors possess.
I on the other hand, have become lazy and chose an easier route. Since science classes, especially bio, seemed too difficult for me to just fool around and get a B in, I opted out to another route. Not that business classes does not make you study. But I defintely work less than fellow students who are following the medical route. My dad even joked that I could switch to the dentist field if I wanted to. I still have time... UGH.
I thought I was supposed to know these decisions before my senior year.
I on the other hand, have become lazy and chose an easier route. Since science classes, especially bio, seemed too difficult for me to just fool around and get a B in, I opted out to another route. Not that business classes does not make you study. But I defintely work less than fellow students who are following the medical route. My dad even joked that I could switch to the dentist field if I wanted to. I still have time... UGH.
I thought I was supposed to know these decisions before my senior year.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
coffee
savior or devil?
it colors your teeth and is a bad combo to your breath with kimchee.
if "supposedly" keeps you awake
why has america become so dependent on coffee. what happened to good ol sleep
i've realized that caffeine, especially espresso doesn't kick in for me for a good 8 hours so this may be the reason why I have insomnia. damn this addicting stuff
it colors your teeth and is a bad combo to your breath with kimchee.
if "supposedly" keeps you awake
why has america become so dependent on coffee. what happened to good ol sleep
i've realized that caffeine, especially espresso doesn't kick in for me for a good 8 hours so this may be the reason why I have insomnia. damn this addicting stuff
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
to eat or not to eat
Why is soooo hard not to eat bad food? I know it's bad... I know it clogs arteries.. I know it will add to my muffin top... but I also know it just hits the spot.
Something a salad or piece of juicy fruit cannot do. Grrrr. I thought it would be easier since I'm not hanging out with people so I wouldn't have to go out and eat. But still... dayum. Damn the convenience of fast food
Something a salad or piece of juicy fruit cannot do. Grrrr. I thought it would be easier since I'm not hanging out with people so I wouldn't have to go out and eat. But still... dayum. Damn the convenience of fast food
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Racism
Is it racism if it's the truth?
If some people live up to their stereotypes, and not just one but many, is it not accurate to call them out for what they are?
For example, in my time in Sunnyvale, I have been surrounded by Indians. Of course they're friendly nice people, but they sure do live up to the stereotypes of being smelly (like curry), not willing to give bargain (stupid taxi driver), and are mainly engineers (I'm in silicon valley and 80% of the people I see in this area are Indians). Not to say these are all bad qualities.
I'm sure Koreans live up to their stereotypes of being stubborn, smelling raunchy (courtesy of kimchee), smoking a lot and loitering around. I am guilty of all and so I'm not going to take offense if someone calls me Korean because of these traits. I understand that some people WOULD be offended because of this but I think that if majority of Koreans are like this, that you know what? Just deal. That's who we are and even though you don't have ALL the traits, you are still what you are.
If some people live up to their stereotypes, and not just one but many, is it not accurate to call them out for what they are?
For example, in my time in Sunnyvale, I have been surrounded by Indians. Of course they're friendly nice people, but they sure do live up to the stereotypes of being smelly (like curry), not willing to give bargain (stupid taxi driver), and are mainly engineers (I'm in silicon valley and 80% of the people I see in this area are Indians). Not to say these are all bad qualities.
I'm sure Koreans live up to their stereotypes of being stubborn, smelling raunchy (courtesy of kimchee), smoking a lot and loitering around. I am guilty of all and so I'm not going to take offense if someone calls me Korean because of these traits. I understand that some people WOULD be offended because of this but I think that if majority of Koreans are like this, that you know what? Just deal. That's who we are and even though you don't have ALL the traits, you are still what you are.
Monday, June 22, 2009
Refresh
Awww. Going back to boston this past week... is exactly what I needed. Seeing my family, sleeping in my bed, getting to just talk and be with all the wonderful friends in Boston. Man, I'm going to miss being home for the next two months but it will be exciting coming back and seeing the changes.
Sometimes, life needs a refresh button.
Sometimes, life needs a refresh button.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Fear
Lately, I have been swimming. 50% because it's exercise other than boring running, 35% because I can tan while doing it, 15% because I have nothing else to do with my time and it gets me away from my laptop/k dramas.
The pool at the apartment I'm residing at is a decent size. I have rarely seen anyone else in it and find myself always swimming alone, which is fine by me since I like my space and I don't have to look out for anyone when I do laps. Also, I wear goggles since I have contacts and want to be able to see underwater and not run into a wall.
Two days ago, while doing the front stroke, I was looking at the bottom of the pool (only goes to 5 ft) and saw a black dot. As I moved closer, I realized that there were multiple lines attached to the dot and then to confirm my suspicions, I realized it was... yes.
a spider
EEEK!
If you have ever asked me about my nightmares/fears, you would know that I am deathly afraid of spiders. I have only one outstanding recurring nightmare since I was a kid which is that I'm stuck in my house, barefeet, with millions... no bajillions of hairy freakin tarantulas covering the floor, ceilings, and walls and all crawling towards me. I run away and open the door to see a ginormous mother of a tarantula with it's 8 beady eyes all looking at me with hunger and fangs covered in drool. So basically I have to choose between the armies of tarantulas to step ontop..with no socks... or the one friggin umma one. UGH!! blerg!
If you are with me and see a small whatever spider, I most likely won't react like someone who is scared. But inside, know that I am terrified and crying like a little girl.
After I saw the spider in the pool, and confirmed (it was a daddy long leg btw), thoughts started rushing to my head like OmG! the spider has come to get me. I can't swim above it or else it will release itself from the floor and float to me and attach itself to me. From then on, for the additional 20 or so minutes I was in the pool, I never had my feet touch the floor in fear that the spider was following me from the bottom of the pool and would immediately bite me as soon as I let my meaty toes hit the floor. I also proceeded to never look at the spider again, except for from my peripheral vision.
When I was younger, I woke up one day and sat up, only to find a spider crawling across the pillow that my head had been lying on merely seconds before. I screamed like a pansy and ran for my parents' room and yelled to my dad; "DAD! SPIDER!! DAD!"
I tried to wikipedia it just now to write some more interesting facts about spiders but I lasted 4.5 seconds on the page because there were too many pictures.. soo friggin scary. How can anyone like these hairy gross crawling things that have poisonous species, 8 eyes, and types that can jump... ereggegreageageragra. gives me the heebies jeebies
The pool at the apartment I'm residing at is a decent size. I have rarely seen anyone else in it and find myself always swimming alone, which is fine by me since I like my space and I don't have to look out for anyone when I do laps. Also, I wear goggles since I have contacts and want to be able to see underwater and not run into a wall.
Two days ago, while doing the front stroke, I was looking at the bottom of the pool (only goes to 5 ft) and saw a black dot. As I moved closer, I realized that there were multiple lines attached to the dot and then to confirm my suspicions, I realized it was... yes.
a spider
EEEK!
If you have ever asked me about my nightmares/fears, you would know that I am deathly afraid of spiders. I have only one outstanding recurring nightmare since I was a kid which is that I'm stuck in my house, barefeet, with millions... no bajillions of hairy freakin tarantulas covering the floor, ceilings, and walls and all crawling towards me. I run away and open the door to see a ginormous mother of a tarantula with it's 8 beady eyes all looking at me with hunger and fangs covered in drool. So basically I have to choose between the armies of tarantulas to step ontop..with no socks... or the one friggin umma one. UGH!! blerg!
If you are with me and see a small whatever spider, I most likely won't react like someone who is scared. But inside, know that I am terrified and crying like a little girl.
After I saw the spider in the pool, and confirmed (it was a daddy long leg btw), thoughts started rushing to my head like OmG! the spider has come to get me. I can't swim above it or else it will release itself from the floor and float to me and attach itself to me. From then on, for the additional 20 or so minutes I was in the pool, I never had my feet touch the floor in fear that the spider was following me from the bottom of the pool and would immediately bite me as soon as I let my meaty toes hit the floor. I also proceeded to never look at the spider again, except for from my peripheral vision.
When I was younger, I woke up one day and sat up, only to find a spider crawling across the pillow that my head had been lying on merely seconds before. I screamed like a pansy and ran for my parents' room and yelled to my dad; "DAD! SPIDER!! DAD!"
I tried to wikipedia it just now to write some more interesting facts about spiders but I lasted 4.5 seconds on the page because there were too many pictures.. soo friggin scary. How can anyone like these hairy gross crawling things that have poisonous species, 8 eyes, and types that can jump... ereggegreageageragra. gives me the heebies jeebies
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