A moment that still chases me.

Some things are easier to remember, and some are easier to forget. I can remember my most embarrassing moment as if it happened yesterday. I’ve tried, over the years, to forget this moment, but it just never seems to go away. As I’ve gotten older, I can think back to that day and just laugh. My most embarrassing moment happened when I was in my freshman year of high school.

I was young and I always had a penchant for riding a motorcycle. I wasn’t old enough to get a license but I did not care. I started to save money for few months and finally bought a brand new motorcycle from Yamaha. (At that time, student in my age tried to buy a motorcycle because it was a trend and to get a girl.) Since I wasn’t so much different from the other kids myself; I bought to show off to the girls.

It was at the Itaewon intersection where my most embarrassing moment took place. After the volleyball game at YISS, an international school I waited until the people to gather around me, so that I can show off to both girls and boys. Just as I expected many people around 20 to 30 gathered around me. I started the engine to let my friends hear the sound of the engine too. I accelerated again and again until the motorcycle reached its climax, and in front of 20 to 30 friends; motorcycle excitedly flew off because I loosened up the clutch. My motorcycle ran in to the bushes with me holding on to its accelerator and running with the motorcycle. I fell down and everyone came in hesitant to ask if I was okay.

I WAS OKAY, but my pride, image, and dreams were gone. I wished I was dead with the motorcycle. I knew that I looked funny chasing the bike, and I knew that my friends were trying their best not to laugh. If I think of it now, it is just a silly experience that I had when I was young, but until now, it is my most embarrassing moment of life.

If I am the Headmaster

It is not an exaggeration to say that every school has a problem. Even the very respected school have problems. It wasn't different for the school that I am currently enrolled: Saipan International School. Every single time I find a problem, I always wished secretly of becoming the school headmaster. What will I do if I become a headmaster, what will I change and what will I do differently?

Saipan International School is one of the most respected schools in Saipan. However, despite the fact that it is a good school, lot of the students tend to argue and criticize the school. Cafeteria, Herman's bakery lunch, financial problems, and more. Well, if I think carefully about the school, the school does have a lot of problems.

First thing that I will chancility that most of the school has. One more thing about facility that I want to comment is library. I mean where ge about the school if I am the headmaster is Lunch problems. The school tends to have no proper cafeteria, which may sound very funny, but it is true. The students have to eat lunch either outside or in the classroom. This makes it harder for students in different grades tow bond. It is a very small school with a small student body, but I still don't know majority of them, especially the lower grades.

Second thing is the money and financial problems. It is the most expensive school on Saipan, yet it tends to lack many fain the world is there a library that students cannot go in. The Library has to be opened facility to every student. I mean it is seriously a waste of space.

Last thing I want to comment about is language. I fully understand the reason for speaking English during the class hours. However, I think the international school should respect the diversity of ethnic race in the school and allow them to speak their mother language during the lunch time or the break. Oh and lastly the student parking lot... no comment.

Memorable Thanksgiving

Did you know that I lived in the dormitory over five years? Honestly it wasn’t a great experience. However, if I think about my life when I was in the dormitory; I didn’t lose anything. My most memorable thanksgiving also took place when I was in dormitory. The reason why I hated dormitory so much was because of the restriction. I was forbidden to keep my laptop, cell phone, and anything related to electronics. I had to sleep before 11 PM when I had to work on my homework and study for test. I also had to tell my dorm RA where I am at every hour.

I honestly suffered so much going to school from the dormitory. I hated restriction and wanted to do everything in my way. I wanted to take a nap after school and eat dinner at 7:00pm, but that was also not allowed. I had to follow a specific routine that the dormitory staff designed. However, because of the fact that I had to everything in routine, I got to do something very special. It was spending my thanksgiving with my friends.

I don’t usually go out on the Thanksgiving Day, but it was different in the dorm life. I was frustrated from the fact that I had to go out on this cold day and waste my time with my friends whom I see every single day in my life. However, it was a great experience for me. I never imagined spending a quality family time with my dorm mates. We all went to down town and watched movie, play bowling, and ate dinner in outback. We also took a dorm photo. I thought the whole idea of going outside in the Thanksgiving was a stupid idea, but it wasn’t. I felt like my dorm mates were my family.

It was really a great experience because I never thought I would have this much fun hanging around with my dorm buddies. They weren’t my friends anymore but a close family who lived in the same place as me. I honestly still think that dorm life was miserable, but the experience that I had in my dorm life was extra extra memorable.

My literary Hero Atticus Finch

My literary hero is Atticus finch, a fictional character in the novel To Kill a Mocking Bird. The reason I chose him was because of his moral conduct. He lived in the time where racism was active, yet he chose to help the people underprivileged. He knew that it will consequently ruin his reputation for helping out the black, but he chose to do the right thing. He has shown the readers what people back in time should have behaved like.

Atticus, a lawyer and a father of Scout gets a case of defending a black man. However, it is very hard for him to choose because of the racist society. Atticus decides to defend the black man Tom Robinson because of his moral. Tom is accused for raping a white girl, but Atticus realizes that Tom is innocent. Atticus tries his best to defend Tom and gives various reasons that Tom is innocent, but loses a trial.

Another character in To Kill a Mocking Bird who can be well foiled is Bob Ewell, who accused Tom for raping his daughter, and gets mad at Atticus for defending black man and making him look like an oaf in the trial. He was a typical white person living in white supremacy. As you can see, people in the time were lot like Bob Ewell. However, Atticus was different.

He showed that many black people suffered from the fact that they are black. Atticus Finch did the right thing which was to stand on the right side when he knows that it will also put him in danger. My main reason for choosing Atticus Finch as my literary hero is because he was brave and did what he had to do. In other word, he was not a hypocrite like the many people back in time or even today. He is my literary hero: Atticus Finch, who taught me a great lesson.

When you open the door?

I see bees, ants, coconut trees, and things that I couldn’t see back in Korea. This is what I see when I open the door in Saipan. In contrast, I see beautiful trees, yard, dog, and things that I love so much when I open the door in Korea. However, it is almost impossible to change the things I see in Saipan because almost all of them are natural things. However, if there is one thing that I want to change from what I see now when I open the front door is: half naked man hitting a coconut tree with his machete.

I lived in Saipan for one and a half year and there is something that I can’t seem to tolerate. It is half naked man with his machete. It is scene that is hard or impossible to imagine in Korea. I mean come on… half naked man with machete in Korea? It is going to be on the top news. However, in Saipan, it is typical to see Chamorro swinging his machete. I have to be honest with myself; it freaks me out every time I see it.

I don’t know how other people tolerate their neighbor walking around half naked with a huge machete. First of all, it is really scary. It’s not like he is smiling and saying hello to me every time but rather stare at me chewing beetle nut. Did you see a Chamorro chewing his beetle nut carefully? You can tell that these people aren’t normal. Their eyes are red and teeth are black. Now that I gave you some imaginable description THINK. Red-eyed Chamorro half naked swinging his machete EVERY SINGLE MORNING. Now can you get the picture?

What I want to see when I open my door is beautiful trees with bird chirping and neighbors with their night gown and a cup of coffee reading news paper. Maybe that is too much for Saipan… but at least… people shouldn’t take their shirt off and swing their machete every morning and stare at their neighbor.

Paradise

My idea of paradise is to live everyday like Friday 2:45 P.M. not 2:44 or 2:46, "2:45 P.M." This is the time when i feel the most happiness. This is the time that aware me that I'm this close to weekend. The reason for me liking Friday is very obvious: sleep, no school, and free time. it is not an exaggeration to say that most of the students will agree to my idea. I mean literally Friday is the best day in the whole week.

when the clock hits 2:30 PM in Friday; I start to think about what i should do on the weekends. However, i don't think to far ahead because i know that i have to start working on my homework Saturday 7 PM. these days, i have a weekly routine of visiting Karaoke on Friday. I think it is a very good way to get rid of all your stress.

'IF' I could live everyday of my life like Friday 2:45pm, it will be an absolute paradise. I don't feel too much stress even though I get a lot of homework on Friday, BECAUSE I don't have to work on it that day. i could just step one side away from all my homework and study that i have to do if it was during the weekdays. My Friday schedule is rather simple.

2:45pm- 3:00pm = I get home and clean myself up.

3:00pm- 5:00pm = i take a good 2 hours nap.

5:00pm- 6:00pm= i check my email, facebook, and news.

6:00pm- 7:00pm= dinner time

7:00pm- 10:00pm= i hang out with my friends (karaoke, movies, driving, etc)

10:00pm- 10:30pm= I take a shower and get ready to sleep

10:30pm-12:00am= i watch movie on my laptop until i get sleepy

I mean really... HOW AWESOME IS THIS? a full day after 2:45pm just for yourself. This is really the definition of what paradise would stand for a high school student in his junior year. for these reasons, my idea of paradise is to live everyday like Friday 2:45pm.

My Hero

My hero was a high school drop out; he could not speak fluently until he was nine years old; his parents feared he was mentally handicapped; and he was the greatest genius of science. Who is this science genius? My hero Albert Einstein
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When Albert was four years old and sick in bed, Albert’s father gave him a compass. Albert practiced turning the compass every which way. Soon becoming fascinated by the new toy, no matter which way he turned it, the needle would always point in the same direction, and much in the way of Einstein’s genius and fascination with nature, pointed him toward a life of scientific discovery.

However, it was not his scientific field that I was amazed about, but it was his philosophy that I loved so much. He had a vision and did everything in his way. I truly admire his action because most of the people don’t have a gut to do so. I once tried to drop out of school because I knew that the materials that we are learning right now are pretty much useless after 10 years. We won’t know what quantum physics was and we might also have a hard time remembering the teachers. This might somehow sound very typical for a boy in a high school, but if you think carefully, really these materials are not going to help us to be a better person or anything. Will Warren Buffet, the second richest person in the world remember the materials that he learned in his junior or even senior year of high school? I doubt it.

When I am older I hope to achieve something as great as he did, but also build my own philosophy of life. While Einstein is a good role model I cannot always look up to him for everything I need and that I must find my own path just as he found his. That is why Albert Einstein is my hero.

My Suggestion (Novel)

Secret is one of the most famous novels that many people read to learn the new kind of philosophy. It is a very mystical novel that many people believed that it would lead them to success. I was introduced to this novel by my own sister when I was going through an immense depression. This novel helped me to think of my problems in a new way and helped me to change my mind. If I was given a chance to suggest a novel to my classmate; it would be Secret.

The book itself became very famous when people really started to experience the “power” of this book. The book recommends that if anyone looks at their problems in a different way, one will achieve a greater knowledge by solving the problem. The book suggests that if anyone wishes something greatly; there is nothing in world that is impossible.

It is true that Secret is not a novel that has a great story of someone either fiction or non-fiction. However, I think it is a great book that can teach the readers a better way to think of their life and their problems.

The very first reason why I am recommending this book is because I wish to share the knowledge that I got through reading this book and to help other students who are feeling very depressed. I know that there are many people in our class who sometime go through a trauma. In addition, every time I see people who are in trauma I don’t hesitate to recommend a solution. One of the many solutions that I recommend to the people is to read this novel.

Deathbed

It was easy to choose my own deathbed because there was only one place that could reach all my expectations. The place that I chose was Korea, my home land. Some of my expectations and hopes are that I need my family and friends living in the same country. In addition, some place that is easy for my family to access.

I wouldn’t want my family suffering to see me every year traveling to other country. Korea somewhat sounds very obvious for a place to die for a Korean. However, it is true that people should die where they spent the most of their lives.It is very important for a Korean person to choose his or her own deathbed.

It is also very important to choose whether to be buried or be burnt. However, the most important aspect that the person should choose is the place. Until now, I dreamed to be buried on the top of the mountain. However, I noticed that it is impossible. First of all, I don’t want my family to walk all the way up to mountain. Secondly, the people who have to carry me have to walk up a mountain without stairs.

Looking and choosing a deathbed is a very tricky matter to decide. You have to find a perfect place for both yourself and your family. Even though I want to be buried somewhere else than Korea. I have to think carefully for both me and my family. I’m pretty sure that if I want to be buried somewhere else than Korea; my family would keep my will, but I’m not going be selfish to ask my family that kind of favor.

Who would I bring from the dead?

RIP, Rest In Peace. People tend to go through an immense trauma when they lose a loved one. It wasn’t so much different from me. Earlier this year, my own grandfather has passed away. Before this experience, I didn’t know what it feels liketo lose someone. It was painful, I felt empty, and I didn’t know what to do. In the funeral, I stood alone thinking about the memories that my grandfather and I had. I regretted many things because I didn’t go to my grandfather’s house that often. I knew that he liked me because he always wanted to give me something when I visit him. If I could bring one person from the dead, it shall be my own grandfather.

The first thing that I’m going to do when I bring my grandfather from the dead is to nicely shake his hand. He loved shaking my hand because my hand looked similar to him. My grandfather suffered for a long period of time, but since, I brought him back; I will not take that in to a consideration. He was a very gentle man, and supported our family to be the way it is right now. He was born on the year 1919, which is way before the World War and the Korean War. He didn’t tell me any story about his past because I didn’t like listening to old stories, but when he comes back life, I will listen to his birth till the end.

My grandfather was a picky person to serve any kinds of food, for the reason that he liked only few things and tried not to eat anything else. I am certainly going to serve him the things that he most liked: tuna sashimi, corn soup, Japanese ramen, and beef steak. It is really rather a weird combination, but at least it is going to be my grandfather’s most favorite feast. After the dinner, I am going to serve him couple glass of wines which he liked to drink before he got sick, and his favorite cheese and other crackers.

Nowadays when I think about my grandfather, he was really a character. He distinguished significantly between the things that he liked and not, He tried to make me eat the same kind of food that he is eating. He didn’t like taking pictures or meeting with any of his friends. He always sat down in his couch and watched his favorite shows. He often went to his company to make a speech. He took me out with his new car to jayooro and told his driver to drive as fast as he could. Many people didn’t like my grandfather because he was stubborn and had to do everything in his own way. However, he was a warm hearted man who cared for him family and his grandson.

110pg of My 400pg Autobiography

If I was to write an autobiography, the 110pg of my 400pg autobiography is definitely going to be the time when I went through the toughest time of my life. The harshest time of my 18 years life, the time I fell in below the surface, and the time where I questioned myself “what is the true meaning of life.” At this significant time of my life, I wasn’t alive or dead. It was the time when I was in comma.

It was actually a really weird experience. Have you ever thought about waking up in a hospital not knowing what happened? Not knowing how long it passed, what date it is, and where you are. I was 15 years old; I was just a freshman in high school. In my freshman year, it is obvious now that I wasn’t thinking clear enough because I bought a motorcycle with my allowance. In Korea, motorcycle was a huge trend for high school students because of the fact that girls found you more attractive with a motorcycle. Obviously I wanted be a part of the boys who own a motorcycle. Not too long after I got use to riding motorcycle, I got into a car crash. It was clearly not my fault because the car was going too fast and ignored the signal.

If you look at the Korean typical drama, the drama shows how people who get into an accident in slow motion. This was the exactly same thing that happened to me that night. After I got into a crash, sadly, I don’t remember a single thing afterward. When I woke up, it felt like I was out for few minutes or maybe second. However, I realized that something was wrong with my body because I couldn’t move my fingers.

I didn’t speak for while after I woke up not because I didn’t want to, but because I couldn’t. My dad came in shortly and he bursts into a cry. I didn’t know what to do well, I couldn’t do anything. Few minutes later, I spoke to him. “What happened?” My dad explained to me about my accident, and I slowly remembered the night. However, I was amazed to hear his next word. “Son, you have been sleeping for months.” To me, it felt like few minutes, but in the real life time, it was more than a month. I missed school, I missed my girlfriend’s birthday, and possibly 8 episodes of the drama LOST. My precious time was missing. I couldn’t dare look at motorcycle nor tried to ride a motorcycle again.

Man's Best Friend

“Man’s best friend is a car.” Man always has his own fantasy of driving a car. Car became one of the most crucial aspects of man because it is a MUST HAVE item. It is one of the many aspects that woman seeks in a man. “What kind of car does he drive?” it’s the second most famous question that woman ask in a date. The first question that woman asks is of course is a JOB. However, despite the fact that car is an important factor in man’s life; man has a great fantasy for driving. Especially for his first car, man imagines himself driving the car.

It wasn’t that different for me. I have been waiting for my car to arrive for at least a month. Since, it is my first car, the bigger the fantasy it is. My first car is going to be BMW 325i. While I was waiting for it to come, I did a little research of it. The car that I’m suppose to get has a really variety of aspects. It has a great stroke of 6-cyllinder with near 300 horse powers. It has comfort access with start stop button and keyless entry. The color of the car is Sparkling graphite with interior color of black. I mean really it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a perfect car to have as a first car.

The car was suppose to be here at least 3 weeks ago, and the company that was suppose to send the car happens to found a problem with my car. The company informed me that I have to wait at least 2 more weeks to receive my car in a perfect condition. The company is keep telling me that you have to wait 2 more weeks and it is not weird for me to get mad. However, it is my first car and the fantasy is getting bigger as the car is arriving late

Father

Probably it was my 3^rd time watching my dad getting married. I was raised by my father unlike most of the kids. When I was very young, my parent got divorced for some reason. I’m not saying that I don’t have any memory with my mom because I certainly remember some. It was hard for me to live without my mom, especially when I was in my elementary years. In elementary, it is not an exaggeration to say that most of the events require mother. I still remember one of my teachers sitting with me for the mother’s day. I hated when people looked at me with sympathy because I was actually used to not having a mother. Maybe I was too young to understand the whole situation because I didn’t know the concept of divorce.

When I was in middle school, my father got married to another woman. I was terrified to see a stranger coming to my house to live and sleep with my dad. When my dad first notified me that he’s getting remarried, I packed my stuff and left the house instantly. I slept in what Koreans call jjimjilbang, a hot spring with restaurants and a place to sleep. It was a perfect place for me to hide because you don’t need any money to eat and sleep. All the costs were saved in to your key. However, after few days, police came in and caught me because the employers thought or knew that I was alone and spent more than 3 days without paying.

My father came in and took me out of custody. He wasn’t mad at me because he understood me. He knew that I still missed my mother and hoped that she would come back someday. He got married after few weeks later, and I was still mad at him. If I think about it now; I understand him perfectly. I know that man can’t live without woman for a long period of time. He lived alone for many years and raised me. I should have tried to understand him more because I still regret my action.

Three things I miss the most from Korea

My house

I grew up in the same house for decades, and I really didn’t think that I would miss my house while I am in Saipan. However, it turned out to be the most “missed” place in the world. I miss my family hot spring located in the basement. I miss my rec room. I miss my huge cozy bed where I used to watch TV from. I miss my bathroom. I miss my family dining area where I played chess with my dad. I miss my little puppy. I miss my Chinese Korean nanny who always calls me doryunnim. (Mr. DK due to too much Korean drama I guess)

Pochangmacha (Cart bar)

Pochangmacha is a very special place for me. It was my favorite place to go after school to grab something to bite. The

y have a lot of different Korean food including: ddukboggi, soondae, noodles, fried dumplings, fish on stick, and fried noodle sushi. My favorite was ddukboggi and soondae. The reason I miss pochangmacha so much

is because it was my daily routine back in Korea, but mostly because of the close relationship that I had with the lady. She helped me a lot when I felt depressed due to stress from the school works. (free food)

Motorcycle

I was in love with motorcycle. I got my license two years ago in Korea, and I started to collect motorcycles by then. My first one was Yamaha vino 5occ (scooter). This one is the most special motorcycle to me because it was my first one, but because it was the one I cared the most. My second collection was Honda Ape 120cc. this was the bike that I spent the most money on tuning it. ( neon light, number plate, helmet, etc) my third one was Yamaha R1, but it is no longer in my collection because of the crash. In addition, this bike was my last one. I got in to a crash with a sports car in the intersection, which created a trauma in me. My two other motor cycles seat in the garage now. However, I still try hard to preserve the condition of the remaining bikes. However, my dad called me last week and talked to me about selling it. Hmm… maybe he did already…

Melancholy

Sometimes when I look out the window on a rainy day; I feel very melancholy with no reasons. In addition, it is really rather hard to deal with this sort of depression. Even though this sort of depression is hard to deal with it goes away within a day. However, depression caused by loss of a person doesn’t go away for a long time. Rainy day reminds me of my grandfather’s funeral, which happened last winter.

Some people eat sweets to overcome their depression. Typical sweets such as chocolate, candy, and ice cream are the most common sweets people eat. Therefore, it is one way to overcome the depression. Sweets can reduce the sad hormones that are in your body temporarily. Most people using this method are female.

Watching movie is also one way to deal with depression. Most people watch deep and meaningful movies when they are sad because it helps them not to think about their depression. By concentrating on movie, it helps you to relax and step away from problems. Therefore, relaxing is the most important thing one should do when in depression.

Traveling is another way to confront depression. By experiencing and being in different environment, one can forsake the bad feelings and start fresh. People usually travel to somewhere clean and hot when they are depressed for the reason that sun provides one with endorphin. It is a best way to overcome any sad or bad emotion, but many people doesn’t prefer traveling because of the financial problems.

Depression can come in many forms, but if one accepts it and tries to overcome, one can win over it. Every person in the world has suffered from depression at one point or another in his or her life, whether it was caused by the loss of a loved one or another reason. Depression is not an illness and it can overcome.

Weird...

When I first came to Saipan, I was thrilled to hear that the minimum driving age is 16. In the other hand, I was very curious why the government have set the driving age so low? However, I didn’t care that time because I was too a minor and was eager to get a driving license. I was doing some web surfing via Korean site, and found weird news saying that 16 year old boy drove a car and got into an accident, WHICH was almost impossible in Korea, but the best part of this news was that the boy was protected by the law!! And I thought to myself… wow Saipan should raise their driving age. There are pros and cons about this.

When teenagers get older, they grow physically and mentally. Their hormones in their bodies settle, which truly allows them to think better. In conclusion rising the driving age to 18 could reduce the amount of accidents. In the legal side, it would make things easier in an accident-situation because then everyone would be an adult, and the courts could have an easier time with cases as they wouldn't have to take considerations for minor vs. adult.

On the other hand, if we rise driving age to 18, people who needs their license could be in difficulty in transportation wise. For people who both parents are out for work and the bus doesn't come to their house, low driving age is very crucial for them. Therefore it is imperative to their education and their parents' work that they could drive their selves. In the teenagers there are some mature young adults. If driving age is high you are holding back kids who are in fact mature enough to take responsibility and are ready to take the plunge. They have less driving experience when going off to college and wouldn't be able to really work until they get their license. In addition youth has the advantage of faster reaction times which might help them to have lesser accidents, but what’s more important is experience and wisdom. Senior citizens might have slower reaction times, but they can pay closer attention to the task and they have already gained an experience.

I’m not saying this because I am over 18, but seriously think that Saipan should take this to a consideration. in my opinion, it should be raised.

Pride and Prejudice (오만과 편견) 3rd

Another boring review about Pride and Prejudice… wow I thought I wouldn’t have to worry about what to write for the blog if I am doing a review about a long book. However, I recently discovered that I am not big fan of writing a review. The first time and second time writing a review was okay. I thought it was kind of cool to write a book review, but naw… this post is going to be my last review about pride and prejudice. However, I really enjoyed reading it, and I am still going to read it even though I’m not writing a book review on it so… okay well… I'm half way through the book

Just now I am at the part when Mr. Darcy confesses his feelings to Elizabeth but she rejects him. Elizabeth does this because the manner that Mr. Darcy talked was so prideful and rude. He said he loved "against his will, status, etc." Elizabeth was furoius at this. They had a huge argument where in the end both of them are too prideful to lose this dispute. Darcy leaves coldly and Elizabeth is crying and thinking of what just happened.

I think this part depicts the title, PRIDE. Because of both their prides, they misunderstand each other and end up just hurting each other. Darcy, because of his pride, spoke his true feelings in a rude way that made him seem superior. And Elizabeth, because of her pride, did not take the hand of Mr. Darcy. She was too angry at everythig he had done. Pride is something we all must let go of. It will block us from opening up to people and it's just like wearing a mask. Because of pride, people will argue until one person puts down their pride and reconciliates. Pride is a mask for cowards, and only the brave and noble ones will destroy their pride.

Pride and Prejudice (오만과 편견) 2nd

Every day after school, I think about the homework that I have. Oh yeah… A BLOG. Well… at least it gets me to finish the recent book that I am reading: Pride and Prejudice. It’s actually a fun book, and you get to see the details that the movie couldn’t catch. I honestly admit that I don’t like reading novels (school materials), but really… when you start to read; you will lose a track of your time.

I only read few pages today because I was extremely tired. Today I read pages 69~97 of Pride and Prejudice. During these chapters a new chracter, Mr. Wickham, comes out. He is an officer, handsome, pleasant, and smart. He is related to Mr. Darcy, the man every despises, because Mr.Darcy's father was Mr.Wickham's godfather. Mr.Wickham, therefore, was supposed to get the profit when his godfather passed away, but Mr.Darcy did not let him and therefore he is now just an officer. How unfortunate! However, on Mr.Darcy's side they think differently and say that Wickham is the bad guy. Elizabeth Bennett chooses to believe Wickham because she already hated Mr.Darcy and had prejudice. She never thought Wickham could be the villain and Darcy the good guy.

Also in these chapters, Elizabeth is given a marriage proposal from the boring Mr.Collins. Elizabeth instantly says no to him against her mother's will but her father is content. A sad news arrives to Jane that Mr.Bingley is leaving town along with everyone else. Even though they liked each other, it confuses Jane because they might never see each other again. Elizabeth is sure that this is an evil plot by one of Mr.Bingley's sisters and reassures Jane.

I think this part of the book shows a part of the title of the book, Pride and Prejudice. Elizabeth is the one who has prejudice against people. Her first impression of people is what she sees them through. Her first impression of Mr.Darcy was that he was an arrogant man, so keeps on thinking that he could never do one good act. On the other hand, her first impression of Mr.Wickham was that he was handsome and kind, so she is always on his side and favors him. This is not good of Elizabeth because first impressions are usually wrong and you shouldn't stick to the prejudice of it. I could really relate to this passage because I can see how people view me at first thinking that I’m a jerk with a tattoo. Well… you really never can judge a person by his or her look. I have already mentioned once on my blog that I hate how people have stereotypes. I hate Elizabeth for it, but you know she still looked great on the movie so I will let it slide this time.

Pride and Prejudice (오만과 편견)

I have absolutely nothing to write on my blog. So… I came to a conclusion to write a book review, which is very time consuming, but still I don’t have to worry about what to write for a long time. I am recently reading Pride and Prejudice English-Korean version. I decided to read this book because I really enjoyed the movie :) Here's an interesting part from the book:

"A woman must have a thorough knowledge of music, singing, drawing, dancing, and the modern languages, to deserve the word; and besides all this, she must posses a certain something in her air and manner of walking, the tone of her voice, her address and expressions , or the word will be but hald-deserved." [said Miss Bingley]
"All this she must possess," added Darcy, "and to all this she must yet add something more substantial, in the improvement of her mind by extensive reading."
"I am no longer surprised at your knowing only six accomplished women. I rather wonder now at your knowing any." [said Elizabeth]

I thought this discussion between Miss Bingley, Mr.Darcy, and Miss Elizabeth was very entertaining. Certainly a normal woman can't do all this, or even a superwoman. Who would expect anyone to be this great? I agree with Elizabeth that no one can be this great. This part shows how much people expect from women, especially during that time. Women had to be skilled in so many things and it was probably very hard for anyone to be perfect at anything. I think this shows that you should just be satisfied with who you are because no one can be perfect

I really like Elizabeth's sarcastic humor here. This is the style of Patrick Jake O’Rourke’s writing. It seems boring, but there is quite some humor in it. Anyhow, this book revolves around one girl, Elizabeth Bennett. She has four other sisters and her mother's only girl in life is to wed her girls as soon as possible. It shows how life was back then and it's really different. Everyone's so polite and there are so many visits to different houses and dances. It seems to be a simpler life than right now, in some ways. So stress from school and homework. How great would that be? hah but, in my point of view i would love to marry a girl like her. PERFECT ain't she?

Tattoo

Living as a Korean there are several rules and musts: using honorific to the elders, going to military, having a son, cutting your hair short, and more. However, I grew up in a very unusual family. My two older sisters and I lived a rather comfortable life comparing to the kids in our age. We didn’t have to attend academy or have to cut our hair short. It is not an exaggeration to say that I lived a life that most of the Korean students will envy. Despite the fact that I lived in a very lenient family, my family always followed one rule: don’t do anything regretful.

I was a kid with a distinct philosophy of life, and I did everything to maintain my philosophy. There are three basic principles in my philosophy: do not fight with people who are younger or older, do not marry an older woman, and do everything that I want to do before I get too old. (The second one might sounds too obvious, but I have dated many girls who are older than me, and they are very attractive.) The one I care about the most is the third one: do everything before I get too old. This was my philosophy or in other word, my bucket list. Bungee jump, sky diving, and world tour are some of the common wishes that everyone has. However, what I really wanted to do was to get a tattoo.

At the age of 14, I decided to get a tattoo, but it wasn’t easy to find a place that will actually do a surgical procedure on 14 years old boy. However, I found this one man who actually thought I was 18 or above. I lay down on a bed and he started to assemble his gear. It was rather mind-freezing to think that 18 needles are ripping my cell walls and putting in an ink, but it was too late to stop anyway. The machine started to make a frightening noise and without notifying me, the tattooist started his procedure. The pain was unbelievable, but after an hour my skin started to adjust the pain.

In Korea, it is rare to see a person with a tattoo. This is because many people believe that tattoo is closely related to gangsters. As soon as I got a tattoo; my life changed dramatically. Every single person that I encountered in street avoided me, and it was easy to tell by their face that they think I am unsafe. It got harder for me to live like everyone else each day. My family was deeply disappointed at me, and I got into many troubles in school because of people’s stereotypes thinking that I am the cause for everything bad happening to school. “Are you responsible for this?” was the single most questions that I heard the most in my life.

HERMES

Hermes is one of the most respected brands in the world. It is famous for its perfect leather and design. However, the most important aspect of Hermes that is making it popular is the price. Now most of you will think it is famous for price because it’s cheap but actually it’s the opposite. Most of the people know that Hermes doesn’t worth that much of money for a good leather wallet, but people still buy it because it is now a symbol of wealth. So… how did the name Hermes come from?

I researched about Hermes, the messenger of all gods. I decide to research about him because he was one of my favorites and I like the way he became god. According to the legend, Hermes was born in a cave on Mount Cyllene in Arcadia. Zeus had impregnated Maia at the dead of night while all other gods slept. When dawn broke amazingly he was born. After Maia giving birth to Hermes she wrapped him and went to sleep, however, Hermes free himself and went to the place of Apollo. This was where Apollo herds living. Hermes stole a number of the herd and drove them back to Greece. When he was on his way he caught a tortoise and made the first lyre. When he was back in cave he wrapped himself back into the swaddling bands and pretended nothing happened. When Apollo realized he had been robbed he protested to Maia that it had been Hermes who had taken his cattle. Maia couldn’t believe what happened because Hermes was still wrapped. As the argument went on, Hermes began to play his lyre. The sweet music enchanted Apollo, and he offered Hermes to keep the cattle in exchange of Hermes’s lyre. So that was how lyre became one of Apollo’s symbols and this is another reason why I like Hermes so much. On his age of 1 he started playing lyre and that was really cool and amazing to me. Zeus has watched all of Hermes work and decided to make him god. He gave him flying shoes; hat and staff, which eventually became Hermes’s symbol.

In conclusion, the Hermes himself is the goddess of thief and wisdom. Well in my opinion the brand Hermes stands more of a thief than wisdom. They are taking people’s money. Well I’m not even sure why I am writing about this. Maybe it is because i want to warn people that Hermes doesn’t worth what it worth right now.

TRUE STORY OF AUG 28 2010

August 28, 2010 Dandan, I will never forget that day.

Tony Ha, who always is extra ebullient and high-spirited never sounded so serious…

Tony and I both had a same party to attend that day. We had a nice barbecue with a sunset, went to movies and karaoke. The clock hit 11:15pm and the people started to go home. There was really nothing special about that day until the most incomprehensible experience that Tony will have in next 40min. Since, Tony and I live near Saipan International School we shared a ride. We gossiped about how the movie Piranha was so crappy, and how the system in Saipan is so bad. Well, they let us watch rated r movie when most of us are only 17. (Except for me, Diego, and few other girls.) Shortly we arrived at Dandan Fiesta Street. I took off and went into my house. It was almost 12 o’clock so I took a quick shower and lay down. RING RING RING. The phone rang for few times, and it was rather weird because in Korea, it is kind of rude to call a person after 10 or 11. I answered in a low tone (expressing my hatred), and surprisingly it was Tony.

Tony called me with his voice shivering and told me that he saw something. It was really hard to recognize his voice at first because his high-spirited voice was gone. His story was rather mesmerizing, and I really didn’t believe him at first. Tony, who wasn’t family with Dandan, went into some kind of an alley with dead end. He turned his self around and saw a woman standing on the middle of a road in distance. He drove close to her and as he got closer… a woman with big CIRCLE EYES covered with BLOOD was holding up her thumb against Tony STARING.

THIS IS REALLY WEIRD I HATE IT AND IT FEELS LIKE SOMEONE OR SOMETHING IS WATCHING ME AS I AM WRITING THIS. ( ITS 12:37AM)

I'm writing about a boring stuff

Okay, I actually like reading books. Yes, I know what you are thinking, and I also think that the whole idea of reading books is way out of my concept and image. However, I never in my life hated reading books. I was always curious why people hate reading books, and I came to a conclusion that it is because of their stereotype thinking that book is boring. However, that is not true because some books are really interesting. In addition, I try to read at least three books every summer. This 2010 summer vacation I read a book called Fahrenheit 451. YES, I am going to write a review about it so just stop reading and go to someone else’s blog.

With no doubts, majority of people know that some communist countries limit of what people read. For example, China and North Korea are against some religions, so they banned some of the religious books like the Bible. I’m not sure if they burn them, but there are some serious consequences if you posses it, like in Fahrenheit 451. Some people might face death or severe punishment. This can relate to Montag, a main character, who actually hid the book and almost got into trouble. With these unreasonable actions of banning books and limiting people’s will, countries are most likely to fail and corrupt.

Without knowledge and help from other resources, how can a community survive? How would they know what is right and what is wrong in their lives? If you see North Korea, it is a perfect example because, they are trying so hard to isolate themselves and have a bravado that they will succeed without any advocacy. However, as time goes by, their reputation and dignity is going down below. This is because they don’t know the real world outside. They don’t know what can help them and know what life is really about. If they have some resources like books, they would gain more knowledge and realize that their actions are just stupid and filled with hubris. I have another thing that can relate to the book that is currently happening in this world. It doesn’t have to be about burning books, but the cause is very important. The cause of burning books is not clarified in this book, but the environment itself is so dependent on technologies. Mechanical hounds, electric-eyed snake, TV shows and more.

It reflects on our daily lives where we are relying on Internet, TV shows and videogames so much that we do not care about reading books. Some people consider books as boring papers or a resource that can help them get better grades. Both of these problems can be resolved by believing of what is right and acting upon them. Are people telling you that books are bunch trash? Tell them that those trashes are going to be recycled and be in front of you. The more you try to get rid of them, the more will come up and affect you greatly. Investing more time of reading would be worth more than playing video games for 5 hours.

"STUPIDNESS"

Profession is usually a word to describe a person who knows a lot about one significant subject, and it is rather hard to get a job without having any idea what he or she is working for. His name is Jay, a car dealer in Nissan. As I have mentioned before in my blog that I am looking forward to buy a car; I decided to put it on a process. This amazing guy made my life miserable, and I’m telling you now that he is WAY BEYOND what you are thinking.

My first impression of Jay wasn’t that bad; He was very amiable and relaxing. I asked him if he could somehow contact to Guam and look for any used or new Infiniti (luxury brand of Nissan). He said “okay no problem come back tomorrow.” I thought this whole idea of buying an Infiniti through Nissan was going very smooth. Next day I asked him if he got anything. “I’m sorry sir we don’t have any Infiniti in Nissan maybe you should go check out Toyota.” I mean what the heck how can there be no Infiniti in Nissan? AND the fact that he recommended me to check out Toyota for a Nissan car was HILARIOUS. So I asked him if he knew what Infiniti is. He said “umm European right?” OMG he could have find out that Infiniti is actually Nissan by simply typing in Infiniti in Google. So I told him that Infiniti is actually a sub-brand of Nissan. His face looking speechless and looking so stupid to a custom who knows more about Nissan, he blurred our few words: “Oh! T-t-that Infiniti! I thought you were talking about something else.” He apologized to me and told me to come back in a day. The next day, I found Nissan again. Jay looking very confident (now that he knows what Infiniti is) stood up and shook my hand. He have found several Infiniti in Saipan and told me that his very own aunt drives Infiniti. INTERESTING… Until now he didn’t know that his aunt drives Nissan when he was working at Nissan. I asked him if his aunt’s car is G37 coupe and he said yes. He also said that his aunt is looking forward to buy a new car. This was great because I didn’t have to order it all the way from Guam. So I asked him what is the model (year) of her car. He proudly said its 2005, and far as I knew G37 came out in 2007 so I thought maybe I was wrong. Jay and I made a reservation to meet up with his aunt next Monday.

The last 5 days was amazing; I couldn’t wait to see the car. I even sang in the shower and didn’t care for having a lot of homework. 5 days went really fast, and I went to Nissan right after school. There Jay was with his Aunt and her car. However, the car was way different than what I expected. The car was scratched all over, it was 2003 G35 (NOT EVEN 2005), the passenger seat was gone (literally gone), and ran over 60000miles. I didn’t know what to say to Jay and his aunt smiling and thinking that I would love to buy her crappy car. I was thinking about $10000- $15000 maximum for her car, and I thought in a really positive way that if I spend about $5000 to fix the car, that it might work. So, I asked gently what is the price Jay and she think of. She said in a low voice “$25000.” Which is probably the price of the new 2003 G35. Do you remember that I said that I’m going to get an Infiniti? Forget that I’m getting a BMW.

Lotto

Lotto is a form of a raffling ticket that aims people who have a great desire for one shot or in other word tons of money. One day, my father asked me what I am going to do if I won lotto, and my answer was rather simple: “I’m going to quit school.” If the same question is asked to people; majority of people will say either “quit job” or “quit whatever he or she is into.” The reason for these answers is very obvious. Why would anyone want to work when he or she has enough money to spend during his or her lifetime? However, winning lotto isn’t that easy because the percentage of winning is significantly low.

I have always dreamed of having a lot of money or becoming a billionaire. Yes, literally a BILLIONAIRE. The main reason is because I think I can live an ideal life doing whatever I want to do. Borabora, Maldive, and other beautiful countries that I never been to, Ferrari, Porches, Lamborghini, Bugatti Beyron and other spectacular cars that I won’t be able to buy, and many other fabulous things that I never did. Dreams that I couldn’t achieve or maybe never, is not just a dream if I just have enough money to make it happen. Therefore, I am going to enlist some of my dreams in this post.

The first thing I am going to do when I become a billionaire is to build my own house. One aspect of house that I wanted my whole life time is a huge garage. So I can park my series of Porches and other valuable cars. Secondly, I want to create my own Japanese type hot spring. This is because I enjoy taking bath very much, but also want to provide my future child a joy in taking bath. Next to the hot spring, I want a built in house theatre with AWESOME Bang & Olufsen speakers and cozy couches. Thirdly, I want a music room where I can chill and listen to classic music (Irony I know that) and read a book. Lastly, I want to build a barbecue site with a large swimming pool, so I can have a weekly party with my friends or relatives. Our house use to have a swimming pool with a nice fountain, but I never had a chance to play in it because of my sister almost drowning to death when I was one. (STUPID). Oh I almost forgot a bar; I want a nice bar in my basement, not that I enjoy drinking alcohols but to show off to my male friends that I have a nice bar.

The last thing that I want to or will do if I am a billionaire is to buy my dead a Rolls Royce with driver, and buy my mom an Ashton Martin Vanquish. I don’t really have a reason for buying cars to my parent maybe because I love them. In addition, I am going to buy many buildings so I still have a steady income. This is mainly because I don’t want to leave my son or daughter with no money when I die.

mama and daddy when they were 22

Little Gossip About my Sisters

Sister: “a female offspring having both parents in common with another offspring” is the dictionary definition of a sister. However, my definition of Sister is different. Sister: “someone in your family who is mentally unstable and hates his little brother.” At least I had this notion for a very long period of time. Of course I didn’t hate my sister from the first time, but after my baby brain started to adapt a very unique function “Memory”; I don’t remember a single pleasant memory of my sisters.

Golf clubs, toy sword, and scale are few of the many things that my sisters use to hit me with. The fight between my sisters and I was way beyond the common sense. I am incredibly thankful to God that my brain is still functioning right. My sisters are six-years older than me and they are now both graduated from college. (Now you might be wondering why my sister’s ages are same. For your information, I have twin sisters.) They were both a model at my age and lived a fantastic life until now. This is because they never had sisters like them. My youth was very harsh and every single day was a survival to me. A long time ago when my sisters weighed 70kg; they enjoyed wrestling with their little 18kg brother. Although 18kg brother didn’t really like wrestling he had no choice. It was a really devastating experience for me to wrestle with total 140kg of meat chunk, but because of the fact that I am a boy, I had to fight for my dignity. This is one reason why I had several religions in my youth because I would try every religion to keep those meat chunks coming near me.

The fight was not only the problem between those meat chunks and I. One of the many problems that I had to face was an order. One time, my sisters called me from the 4^th floor using phone and told me that they have a problem. I was in the basement helping my father to wash his car, but I had to go all the way up to 4^th floor because those meat chunks will hit me with anything hard until death. I ran up the stairs and asked my sisters if everything was okay. They smiled toward me and pointed toward the remoter controller that was 10-inch away from them and asked me to pick it up. I really knew that fat meat chunks didn’t want to move, but I thought calling a little brother from the basement floor to pick up the remote was madness. However, I just didn’t want to create any other conflicts with those meat chunks; I nicely handed them the remote.

I am now 18 years old and weigh 70kg, and I am very positive that I can win in any fight with my sisters. However, they are now 24 and weigh about 45kg. The time has flown away and everything has changed. I deeply think that I should somehow get my long time revenge at them. But in other hand, if I decide to take an advantage of being bigger, what is the difference between me and my sisters? My sisters know that they never been a nice sister to me, and I know that they are regretting their actions. This was enough for me. I once got caught from my dad trying to drive my dad’s car. My father was very unhappy about my action and tried to punish me. However, my sisters persuaded him not too. From this single experience, now I know that they don’t really hate me but care for me. Maybe I should rephrase my definition of Sister: “a family member who is mentally unstable, but someone who will always be on his little brother’s side no matter what he did.”