7
June
2009
Big Labowski
Big Labowski:DOod, totally man, calm down! Everythin’s gonna be alrite!
Police: YOU JUST RAN INTO A CAR…..WUTS UR INSURANCE COMPANY!!!??
Big Labowski: Iono, chill bro!! ill just go to my house and run through my stuff…it’ll be there…hehe
This movie is very old, well, more of those movies where your parents or our teachers saw when they were younger. Big Labowski is a normal guy. Actually, too normal for words. He is the only person on the planet that is calm and do not care a bit about anything. He isn’t ignoring the world, but he takes things really calmly.
Wouldn’t that be awesome to meet someone like that? Someone who would just be like, ” dood, wuddup…” In the same tone, in every situation, and to everybody.
But then again, the world would be full of dullness if the world was full of Labowskis.
There is a lot of complaints from adults and older people especially, that our modern teenagers are using too unproper words and language. That is a problem and that is not proper. However, we are not Labowskis and can never be close to him.
We need diversity, just like we need diversity in people. We can change our language a bit, we can play with it! It doesn’t mean that we are going to ruin the language that King Se Jeong made. Don’t worry grandma!
I recommend you not to watch it when you had the worst day ever….it might make your life the most annoying thing ever!
But I recommend you to watch it when you feel like you need someone to relax you and feel you, because Labowski will proudly serve you in any situation.
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7
June
2009
Aroma Of Armpits
This time of year is full of aromas, people’s sweat, the rain, the food, and even people’s armpits!
It’s amazing when you smell these, your nose wants to blow up and run away to Alaska!!
Actually, they might just run away from you.
It IS that bad. The smell is super duper WOOPER gross.
And then I realized, ah HA! Now that is what perfumes and sprays, and deodorants are for! To protect the disgusting smell you bring to the world. Everybody smells, but I think it’s very polite to keep your smell you yourself.
And then I thought, how did people even make these products? How were they able to research all this? Well, I found an amazing article. Take a Look.
Body odour is not a problem for most people. Just by practicing simple hygiene, such as taking regular baths or showers, reducing armpit hair, using an anti-odour deodorant or anti-perspirant, and changing your clothes often, you can stay relatively unstinky most of the time.
Just remember that anything that causes you to sweat more, like physical activity or a hot day, will produce more apocrine secretion, and give bacteria more to eat; they’ll quickly release more chemical odour, and you will smell. More washing and deodorant will be needed.
The cosmetics industry goes to great lengths to ensure that you smell good. The effectiveness of both deodorants and antiperspirants is still tested in the old fashioned way, by the human nose.
Volunteer ’sniffers’ smell the pits of up to 60 subjects an hour, taking three sniffs per pit, and rating offensive odours on a scale of 1 to 10.
Bill Willis 2001 http://www.worsleyschool.net/science/files/armpit/odour.html
Very interesting huh? And gosh, who would want to volunteer to smell those armpits? Who would want to be the person being smelled at? Just think if you were any of those people……wow
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7
June
2009
My New Pet Named Peeve
You all know what Pet Peeves are…..right?
Well, I haven’t had that many pet peeves, but these days, I finally found MY pet peeves.
See, my pet peeves are people who have big mood swings, big emotion changes. I think that is just immature. Maybe once in a while, you can have bad days or good, but not everyday. Suddenly going from happiness to deep emoness is not cool. It’s actually really childish.
Btw, pet peeve is just something I think that annoys me, so if this doesn’t annoy you all, then it doesn’t matter if you agree or not
Next, people who are mean to MY books. I don’t care what books they are, textbooks, just random books, or even a book that I love. I get very irritated if people do not handle my books like glass or like puppy. People who fold them and crinkle them, when I see it, it bugs me so much! No matter what, books are very important to me, and other than reading them, they need to be always handled like what you want your things to be handled.
My other peeve is faking. The faking of being innocent or faking of being something that your not. It’s not like people don’t see that you’re faking, everybody knows. Please stop….please?
And I know, all you guys have pets named peeves, so, tell me about them!
Posted under Everyday Ponders
7
June
2009
If I Was A Historical Figure…..
If I was to be a historical figure, I would like to be Emmeline Pankhurst.
Just for you, world history noobs, Emmeline Pankhurst dates back to the Industrialization era in the 18th to 19th century. She was a political activist and the leader of a British suffragette. Other than her gender, she was known for her violence and extreme movements that she led to fight against the society. The violence ran in her family, where her sisters and mother also took similar steps to show their protest.
But the part that I want to focus on is the uniqueness of Emmeline Pankhurst. The fact that she came out of the traditional, conservative, tight-gripped society, and was not scared to face the challenges of the society. Her extreme actions such as blowing up animals, and vehicles is not something that anyone can plan to do. It’s not only the strength to plan those events, but its also the mental strength to ignore or avoid the vicious society.
Ultimately, I want to experience that mega-power strength that Emmeline Pankhurst has. I want to feel the extremities of life and the dangers that we may face. It’s not always good to take negative risks, but it wouldn’t hurt to take risks that can impact our lives in some way.
In reality, I can’t become Emmeline, but I CAN try to be somewhat like her, except for the violent part.
Posted under Everyday Ponders
31
May
2009
Senior Year
Just last week on Friday, the 2009 seniors graduated. I didn’t attend the graduation. Simply because I didn’t know many of them and because I had way too much homework to handle.
But I got a chance to sit down at home, by myself, and congratulate all of the seniors deep inside. I started to dream about my senior year and what it would feel like being a graduated high schooler. Not surprisingly, I had the exact same situation last year, when the 2010 seniors graduated. Though I didn’t know any of them, I felt a hole, blankness, and loneliness. The desperate feeling that I want to become a senior was getting to me. Always at this time of year, I get into a huge depression of wanting to become a senior and breaking away from the school torturing life.
And thanks to facebook, I looked at all the pictures that were uploaded by people who attended graduation, and was able to feel the happiness and joy of the seniors. I was exuberant but at the same time, eager.
The fact was, what is the WHOLE point of graduating and crying and taking pictures on the last day of your high school year, when you can only look back to regret the things you’ve done? I bet that at least one person in the picture that was smiling might’ve actually been hiding their sadness and regret.
I don’t want to regret the things I do in life. I don’t want to stand in front of people being embarrassed of the mess I’ve made. But at the same time, I think it is worth taking the risks and chances that you’re faced with, and so what you fail? There is always a next time.
My senior year is going to be great. Whatever happens, I will deserve what I got and I will deserve what I feel. And I know that in order to have a happy ending, I need to be the one responsible for creating my future.
I really want to be a senior. Really badly.
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30
May
2009
Disney’s African American Princess
To all you female readers out there, almost all of you have watched at least one of Disney’s princess movies in your life. Whether it be, Snow White and her tasty apples, or Little Mermaid and her underwater friends….they all have something in common….they are all white.
I didn’t realize this until today morning either. When I opened up my favorite news site, New York Times, to see the headlines as, “Disney’s First Black Princess.” For a moment, I was quickly trying to think of all the disney movies and was trying to see if this was true. And indeed, I could not recall any non-white colored characters except for Pocahontas.
It surprises me how racial matters have been discriminated even into motion pictures and movies that children watch. There is a high chance that when children watch these movies, they will feel superior towards the whites and learn to act like them as well. When I was young, I lived in Korea, and I grew up watching those disney princess movies, and indeed, I would always think in my head, ‘Oh I wish I had blue eyes and blonde hair….then I would feel royal…’ Having that kind of thought coming to a kindergardeners head shows how these disney movies have a deeper meaning that they want to convey than just a shallow plot about love.
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12
April
2009
Did the banana catch the monkey? Or the monkey catch the banana?
A story my loving mother told me.
This story came from India, explaining about “how-to” catch monkeys. First in the forest, the Indians put a pottery with a banana in it. They made a hole just wide enough for the monkeys’ arms to barely fit through. After doing so, the people waited for the monkey to come and find the pottery. As the monkeys emerged they stuck their arm in, grabbed the banana, and yanked! But the problem was, the monkeys’ arms fit through, but didn’t come out, more like, couldn’t come out.
(If I was the monkey, I would do anything to get the banana)
And so did the monkeys in my mom’s story. But, there was no way that the monkeys could ever get their arm out, and that’s how the Indian’s caught them.
But the hidden story that captured me was realization. When I thought of myself in those monkeys’ position, I said I would do anything to get the banana. But I never would’ve realized that my life was on it. I would’ve probably been caught by the Indians and have been the next plate for dinner. And a question struck me, was the monkey trying to get the banana, or was the banana trying to get the monkey?
When we go through many obstacles in life, there are many things that we have to give up, in order to achieve. Like what people say, everything happens for a reason. Not many of us listen to that because we fear what will happen if we give up. But in the long run, those sacrifices fill up the missing pieces to why certain things happened or to why it didn’t happen.
Although the first priority the monkey needed was its banana, sometimes, there are more important things in life than your “first priority”. It is definitely hard to choose the right choice, but its always good to look out for what might come. We need to grab hold of what is important, but also know how to let go and realize the reality.
So the answer to my title is, both. The monkey can get the banana, and also, the banana can get the monkey. Probably if the monkey gets the banana will be a better outcome. But we all have those moments in life when the banana gets the monkey, and we have to realize that its a obstacle we need to avoid.
I realized in the end, if I was the monkey, I would still go for the banana that is impossible to reach. That’s who I am.
Posted under Everyday Ponders
12
April
2009
Objects In Mirror Are Closer Than They Possibly Appear
My favorite weather is rainy days. I love the damp, gloomy feeling that surrounds me when I look outside. No one is on the streets, and everybody just stays inside, snuggling in their beds or maybe praying for the rain to stop. But for me, when rain comes, I pray for the rain to keep pouring. Every trickle of rain coming down my window pane is a trickle of the clouds and sky. That one drop of rain has millions of water molecules bunched up, huddled around tightly. Using the tip of your finger, if you slightly go through that one drop of rain, that drop becomes two. And then if you keep tearing it apart, it eventually evaporates and is gone. Like on any rainy days, rain disappears and sun comes out. It’s always a come and go. Never stays. But the important fact is, it comes.
My personal and very secret reason why I love rain is because I get to see things that I’ve never seen before. I mean, normally, I wouldn’t stare blankly into the wall and suddenly realize that the led from my mechanical pencil had been stuck there. I never would’ve realized that a picture on my wall contained someone I never saw, something that I would’ve never seen on a sunny or normal day.
Yesterday, I would’ve never realized what I saw. I discovered that on the side mirror of my mom’s car it wrote, ” Objects in mirror are closer than they appear.” I had ALWAYS stared at the side mirrors before, but never, have I noticed that particular message on the mirrors. It was so fascinating to see how I was so awed at that discovery. ‘ Hmm, objects DO look closer!’ I thought. ’Why didn’t I notice this earlier?’
Other than the “object” or “car” that was behind me, there were actual life obstacles and distractions behind me. I saw that they were so closer to me than I had ever imagined. It was as if this was the reality wave ride in the water parks.
Usually in water parks, they have wave pools, where there is a huge pool and everybody is just floating on the water until that moment of waves come out. That 5 minute period seems like forever, and you almost want to give up your patience and leave. However, you still stay because of the thrill that you’ll experience. Then suddenly, three precise alarming sirens come out, and everyone starts screaming. ” The waves are coming!!!!!! Jump, RUN!!!” You can see the waves coming, closer and closer to you, and your heart is thumping away. That feeling of something coming so close to you, you just want it to stop. As you see the wave coming, you put the wave behind you and run….however, that moment, when you turn your back on the wave, it hits you like a speed of lightening. And just like the speed of lightening, it’s over.
That’s exactly what life is. We are so careless of what is to come, that we push aside our problems and fears. We also want to avoid the fact that something might happen, that we try to forget about it and cover it up by putting on a mask. However, just like lies, just like the wave pool, and just like the rain that always comes, those obstacles you fear will someday come. They are couple steps behind you and if you don’t act quick, you will soon get hit. There is always a consequence if you don’t realize what is behind you…becuase it might be closer than what you think.
Whether you like rainy days or not, I insist you giving yourself a moment or even a whole day by yourself to look around the world. There are so many things you will found that is invisible on normal days, that will appear only on rainy days.
And if you can’t find anything, don’t worry, the rain is going disappear in a snap of a finger…..
Posted under Everyday Ponders
12
April
2009
NATIONAL FOOTBALL LEAGUE…
TOUCHDOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!
On April 12th, 2009, I was qualified for the National Football League in America. No one would’ve ever imagined a girl like me, playing, football.
That is what everyone thought.
But no, I am sorry to say, I did not qualify to go play football; instead, I qualified for the National FORENSICS league. Yes, it does sound extremely nerdy and dull. And yes, it does contain some of the most nerdiest high school students on the planet. However, that does not mean that it is one of the most life turning experiences one could ever get.
I can say this because I attended the exact same tournament last year in Las Vegas. Having been a freshmen and having had no experience what so ever, I was like a newborn chick coming out of its shell. The moment I walked into the halls of the competition site, my views and my perspective all changed, just like that. Debaters and orators who were the same age as me, looked as if they were in their 30’s, with perfect attires, slick hair, high heels, and voices as sharp, clear, and confident as can be. It was a world I’ve never been in before. Even during the competition, the quality and style of the competitors were simply amazing. At that point, it wasn’t a matter of who was doing better than who, it was the fight for who was the most compassionate and confident throughout their speech. In most parts, I was there merely for the experience and the admiration of the competition. Just being there was such a big impact to my future career in speech and debate. But that didn’t mean I would stop there, I needed to go on and knew that there was going to be a next time.
Here I am, qualified for NFL once more. My goal and my dream has once more been obtained. I feel the same excitement and the same happiness as last year. All the pain and hardship I’ve been through this year did pay off. However, one thing has changed. That is, I am not going there just for experience, or to be an observer. I am going there to be a part of the professional world and to be part of the competition. I want to break from the preliminary rounds and make real opponents that I can fight for. Though I may be Korean and though my speech may lack skills that Americans have, I am not afraid to show what I have and to be who I am.
This is a national competition that I am going to deal with. Last year, I went to Las Vegas for the fact that I was a Korean Representative. This year? I am going to Alabama for the fact that I can show what I got and to show that there can be difference.
Now that I think about it, National Football League and National Forensics League may have something in common. It takes time and energy to get to the top, and not only that, it takes the strength to tackle down all your opponents and all your sufferings. However, when you can make your road and find your way out through your obstacles, no one is in reach to stop you from getting to the touchline. That’s where you scream, “Touchdown!”
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12
April
2009
Oreos, Twinkies, and M&Ms
“Warning, this post may include words that may actually appear in real life. People suffering from prudishness or ostrichis may take offense.”
So let me tell you what the problem is, the problem is passing.
Now you may ask, ” Huh? What do you mean the problem is passing?”
See, the definition of passing that I have in mind refers to a member of a group choosing to identify different than his or her own. This term was originally found in America where people who were not white, acted as whites. So, I will tell you about blacks that try to be white, asians that try to be white, and asians and whites that try to be black.
First is Oreos.
Now let’s step back into history, BLACK slaves were registered as only 3/5 a person when America was founded….it was that bad. If America was to be such an accepting country, how is it possible that blacks were treated so brutally? Only two generations ago there were still separate water fountains for whites and blacks in America. Less than a generation ago Apartheid was how whites controlled the majority black South Africa. The cause of some blacks feeling a need to pass for white is ultimately driven by society as a whole. Blacks “passing” for white was the original meaning of passing in any racial sense.
Next is Twinkies.
Some of you might think that I am a twinkie! I am yellow on the outside and wannabe white on the inside!! Joking….
So lets take another turn to history. When Asians started going over to America, they were used for grueling labor along the west coast. So… it might not come as a surprise that Asians tried to PASS as whites. Even as whites confiscated Japanese-American property after Pearl Harbor was attacked, those Japanese-Americans insisted they were Americanized—which meant white-washed.
Thirdly its M&Ms.
Baggy jeans, rap music, some bling-bling by virtue of jewelry or slang. It’s all there to be bought by wannabes. So (pause) this concept of whites and Asians turning black is more of a modern trend. It is happening and it is going to reverberate just like the other two passings. It is amazing to see how many Asians and whites act or copy the way blacks speak and dress. It’s become profitable. In 1995, Korea’s Samsung corporation took controlling interest in the most well-known urban outfitter, FUBU—I guess For You, By You now means for Wannabes, by Wannabes.
Okay, so now that I have identified the problem, lets see what we can do to solve the problem!!
But wait, if the problem is passing…..then what is the solution….failing??
The problem of passing as I have explained is in the perspective of the audience. Readers, I hate to have to break it to you, but you may be part of this problem. You see, passing is something that is seen by someone else, judged by someone else. Passing lies in the hands of the labelers, not the labeled. If passing is really the problem, then we as a whole, are the problem makers. So lets try to solve the problem and not be part of it.
So my solution to this “problem” is difference, Identity, Equality, and Talking.
Now let me take this perfectly clear…it is OKAY to be different. Once we come to accept the fact, new friendships and opportunities will emerge. We have to start trusting one another and work to understand one another. Difference is here and it is not going away so it is imperative that we recognize difference! And Identity. Although our identity choices are not limitless, we are not confined to some left right, either or choice. This being said, we need to know who we are! Just to make clear, equality does not mean communism, but its compassion. We need to work to understand others cultures and not judge it! Culture is something we have to learn. Lastly its talking. See, tolerance is just acceptance. But talking is engaging. If we want true understanding, we need to talk and engage.
And guess what? My four part solution spells out DIET!! We NEED to GO on a DIET!!!
Ultimately, isn’t that what we want in our society as well? A healthy society? So what can we do?
Stand up for difference and stand up against complacency. Stand up for who you want to be, and what others want you to be.
When we stand together to defend our right to be who we want to be, our rights become unifying.
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