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| frustration frenzyIt's been a long time since I've written on my xanga. Looking at my current layout makes me smile but is slightly annoying to look at, so I'll change it... later. Today, many frustrating things occured. I'm not going to go into detail, but I probably will never have the same relationship with those two people again. Not like I'm going to miss them because now I realize I shouldn't have even tried to be friends or friendly to these people to begin with. I guess my reaction is a little immature, but I really can't handle THEM. (dun dun dunnn) Then again, putting my phone on silent so i don't hear my phone ringing is really immature but BAH!! It's summer, and I should be running and playing tennis. I really would've liked to go to this water balloon bonanza two of my friends held, but that would be strenuous activity. No strenuous activity for me until Mon. because I had my wisdom teeth pulled. I must admit that for awhile I thought I was going to die of blood loss from open wounds in my mouth... not a pleasant picture. On a brighter note, it's good to know that I have people on my side against annoying ... pipsqueaks who have no class. Sunday is going to be a ... blast, albeit (hehehe) an awkward blast. And I think someone is trying to make my life one irony after another (or maybe that's what happens when you get ... older. -not like I'm old or anything-). I was stressing about several things, and I go on Facebook. BAM! My fortune on the fortune cookie app is "You only think it's a crisis." Despite me stressing, I had to laugh because in the grand scheme of life it's not a crisis. If anything is a crisis it's what this is addressing. http://www.tgm.org/rreymond_islam.html <-- very enlightening Peace. Conscience is the inner voice that warns us somebody may be looking. H. L. Mencken (1880 - 1956), A Mencken Chrestomathy (1949) harbinger \HAR-bin-juhr\, noun:
1. (Archaic) One who provides lodgings; especially, the officer of the English royal household who formerly preceded the court when traveling, to provide and prepare lodgings.
2. A forerunner; a precursor; one that presages or foreshadows what is to come. transitive verb:
1. To signal the approach of; to presage; to be a harbinger of. Comets have been mistakenly interpreted by humans in times past as harbingers of doom, foretelling famine, plague, and destruction.
-- Walter Alvarez, T. Rex and the Crater of Doom More than the steamboat, more than anything else, the railroads were the harbinger of the future, and the future was the Industrial Revolution.
-- Stephen E. Ambrose, Nothing Like It In the World The airy draughts felt to him like the undoing of everything, the unfastening of ties, a harbinger of chaos.
-- Pauline Melville, The Ventriloquist's Tale Harbinger, which originally signified a person sent ahead to arrange lodgings, derives from Middle English herbergeour, "one who supplies lodgings," from Old French herbergeor, from herbergier, "to provide lodging for," from herberge, "a lodging, an inn" (cp. modern French auberge), ultimately of Germanic origin. | | |
| School is starting... SOON!!!Once again, I'm updating like 2 months to update... Well, school has ended.... which you probably already know. (unless you live under a rock) I went to Virginia. Where I just chilled at our resort, went on a tour to DC, and went to Virginia Beach. I also went to Busch Gardens in Williamsberg (sp?). There, I rode this ride Griffon, which has a 180 degree drop. It was si~ck!! And I only had to wait 5 minutes because I went on the single person line. And I rode in the front! :D On this ride you go upside down, and you also get wet if you're in the front. Awesome~! I also went to a mission trip to Korea. :] It was an interesting experience. I'm not too good at speaking Korean so it was kinda hard communicating with the kids, but it became a lot easier as time went on. It was very disorganized and I was supposed to be an assistant, but the teacher that me and the other assistant, David, were supposed to help became sick so for a while we were acting as the teachers. Not everybody came out to morning devotion, and that ... frustrated me. Because then the kids wouldn't come out either, but it was ok. I understood... it was boring, early, and the woman who spoke every morning wasn't exactly exciting. We were supposed to teach kids English, and at the end, one girl admitted to me that the only thing that she learned in the camp was the phrase "best of the best". At least she learned something... *shrug* The praise was really good, and I'm still talking to the kids I met in Korea so that's good. When the kids left, the whole mission team stayed for another two days to go to Seoul and go on a tour. We also stayed at a 5 star hotel, Koreana Hotel, and it was ni~ce! :] And I finally understood after 12 days what a real warm shower felt like.... that was gooood. :D Also, in Korea, [this is useless] I learned how to blow a bubble in a bubble in a bubble. Huzzah!!! lol. And let's not forget all of those fun korean hand games. lol When I came home, it was that time of year again. Yes, school was going to start soon. That means... tennis preseason. Which when translated, means death to Soojung and the freshmen. :p But this year it's a lot easier. But I'm a little angry [okay... very frustrated] that Coach put me in 6th doubles and not 5th. Grrrrr.... And that e-mail Coach Fritch sent out saying sacrifice... I think everyone on the team sacrifices something for the team. For example, Mandy couldn't go to the US Open because of a tennis scrimmage. [Which I'm not sure if the Coach realizes that me and Anna, my doubles partner, won the match 6:3] And I can't go rafting or help out with the car wash at church because of WHAT? You guessed it... tennis preseason. So that e-mail Coach sent out saying SACRIFICE was totally uncalled for and rude. On a brighter note, I recently went to Molly's Sweet Sixteen. :] She drove us [8 people] into the city in a totally swee~t limo. :D At the city, we went to Dylan's Candy Store [or is it Shop] and Serendipity's (sp?). It was madd fun. I can't wait until Catherine's Sweet Sixteen. My sister came back from Korea 2 days ago, but she's already gone again at Lesley's house. I still didn't finish my summer work, but I'm close to done. This school year I'm going to get straight A's.... easier said than done.  Soojung
We will create a civilization of the Mind in Cyberspace. May it be more humane and fair than the world your governments have made before.
John Perry Barlow supernal \soo-PUR-nuhl\, adjective:
1. Being in or coming from the heavens or a higher place or region.
2. Relating or belonging to things above; celestial; heavenly.
3. Lofty; of surpassing excellence. | | |
| New Schedule & FinalsSchool is almost over. That means.... FINALS!!! *screams of horror* I also got my schedule. (insanely early this year!) Well, here it is: Period 1: Orchestra H
Period 2: AP Music Theory
Period 3: English IIIA
Period 4: ChemA
Period 5: Phys Ed
Period 6: Lunch
Period 7: Spanish IVA
Period 8: US History IIA
Period 9: Pre Calc A No H.English this year. (wouldn't be able to handle it) Also, it seems Bowditch took the liberty of putting me into AP Music Theory w.out my consent. Whatever, I'll just get A's in it and it'll boost my GPA! :D (Also, I have like 5 classes w. Mandy! Yay!) Studying finals like crazy. Let's do an overview of my past (from whenever i posted last). Katie's Sweet 16 was fun! Hung out w. Sammy a lot and I haven't hung out w. her outside of school in a long time so that was fun. O yes... and throwing ice at Katie and Brian was fun too. :] Lexi's Sweet 16 was fun too. I was pleasantly surprised when I got called up for one of the people for her 16 candles thing.  Dancing was fun at her party. (Although the DJ was on crack. :p) On Sat., I played Disney Scene It and got owned by Soo-Jin, my cousin, like usual... -.-'' Although when we were just messing around nd trying to answer questions i totally kicked butt! :p I'm actually ok at frisby. I guess I always just assumed i would suck, but i don't! yay~! (i'm not a complete failure :D) I need to get 2 more remotes and num chucks for my Wii. And get Mario Party for Wii (do they have one?). I can't wait until school ends, but for now I should get back to studying b/c I have to ace both my english and algII finals. AAAAAAAAAH!  Soojung
Success is getting what you want. Happiness is wanting what you get.
Dale Carnegie
Oracular
Of or pertaining to an oracle; uttering oracles; forecasting the future; as, an oracular tongue.
Resembling an oracle in some way, as in solemnity, wisdom, authority, obscurity, ambiguity, dogmatism. Are you EMO?
You are not even close to being emo. Nowhere near it. So yeah, you're not emo. | | |
| Cello Recital & History ProjectWow... talk about not updating. Reading my last post was like a blast from the past! woah... hahaha Today was my cello recital. yay! I played Elegie by Gabriel Faure. (essential cello piece to any cellist's cello repertoire) I actually didn't think I did too good, but people clapped pretty loudly and many people said good job afterward. It made me feel good because I always make HUGE mistakes at recitals or it just suck. Haha... talk about putting it bluntly. Also Mrs Kaller, my cello teacher, said it was the best i've ever played at a recital so YAY! Now, I have to start a history project that is due Mon. @.@ It's such a big part of my grade I don't know why I put it off to the last second when I knew that I had a recital... Procrastinating sucks but I can't stop... (I sound like someone who's addicted to something. "Smoking sucks but I can't stop..." hahaha) I just realized I have a Their Eyes Were Watching God test on Mon in english. Meh... OOOO~! And I got invited to a MASQUERADE (woot~!) like in Romeo and Juliet! (I'm such a nerd...) My sister was like a masquerade?! hahaha. (someone's sweet sixteen party. not some freak randomly having a masquerade hahaha.)  Soojung
The only way to prove that you're a good sport is to lose.
Ernie Banks moil \MOYL\, intransitive verb:
1. To work with painful effort; to labor; to toil; to drudge.
2. To churn or swirl about continuously. noun:
1. Toil; hard work; drudgery.
2. Confusion; turmoil. Why should he toil and moil, and be at so much trouble to pick himself up out the mud, when, in a little while hence, the strong arm of his Uncle will raise and support him?
-- Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter
He saw himself in the sleepless moil of early parenthood, and felt a plunging anxiety.
-- Alan Hollinghurst, The Spell Moil comes from Middle English moillen, "to soak, to wet," hence "to soil, to soil one's hands, to work very hard," from Old French moillier, "to soften, especially by making wet," ultimately from Latin mollis, "soft." Your Biggest Flaw Regret.
You dwell on the past. You're hiding something from the world, be sure not to hide yourself though.
Your soul mate:
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| Lent and Black History MonthLent is a time of year when people give up one thing, but do we really remember what it's for? You're supposed to give up one thing that you see yourself doing too much (almost addicted to) and give it up, so you can spend more time and grow in God. I think most people don't remember this, but (not to point fingers or anything) I don't blame them. When in Bible study, they ask kids, "What are you going to give up for lent?" and they respond with, "I'm going to give up tv." When to begin with they don't watch t.v. that kinda bothers me. And how nonchalantly we break our "lent goals" amazes me. Meh... (using this word a bit too much.) Well, that was just ranting and my train of thought at the moment. And for the record, I gave up video games for lent. (T.T Twilight Princess.... o well) I must guiltily admit that for many years I have said to myself, "Who needs Black History Month?" And the way they present Black History Month in our schools who can blame me? (many people but that's besides the point.) In school during Black History Month, teachers teach their students about Martin Luther King Jr. (black rights dude who made a speech about dreaming and holding hands w. blue and green children :p), Rosa Parks (bus lady), and George Washington Carver (peanut butter man). But we basically learn about these three people all the time! Not only this, but these people seemed to only affect the "black people." Sure, George Washington Carver invented peanut butter, but many people could live without peanut butter. To many people, Black History Month is a thing that was made for "black people." But after reading this article I've been thinking... maybe Black History Month was more of an "American thing." But maybe more people would think this way if schools taught us about Charles Dew, the black guy who invented the blood bank. And what about the black dude that invented the traffic light? the gas mask? How come we never learned about these people along with MLK Jr. and Rosa Parks. No offense to George Washington Carver, but I'd rather learn about Charles Dew, the traffic light man, and the gas mask man over him anyday. And String Fest sucked, but my quintet was sweeet... :)
Wonder if Schabes is really going to reprint the program.... (food for thought. haha) I should ask Svenn about the man w. no arms joke tomorrow. :D And could someone tell me if my wallpaper/background image works?  Soojung
Our individual lives cannot, generally, be works of art unless the social order is also.
Charles Horton Cooley Maudlin
Tearful; easily moved to tears; exciting to tears; excessively sentimental; weak and silly.
Drunk, or somewhat drunk; fuddled; given to drunkenness.
Alt. of Maudeline 
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