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Boosting the GPA & Busy-ness

Mon, 09 Nov 2009 05:42:10 GMT

One thing I realized I need to get used to in college is being busy 24/7 and still feeling like you don't have enough time to finish everything... To stay in the education program in my school, you need to have a 3.0 GPA. I'm definitely fooling around way too much, but my GPA isn't like a 2.3 or something. I can definitely get it to like a 3.0-.4-ish depending on how hard I try, but I feel like I'll have no social life if I do this.

I really love playing the cello, and it boosts my GPA b/c it's an easy A but is it taking too much time practicing and memorizing pieces? This week, I de-activated fb for awhile, and I got so~ much done. I really need more self-control. It's definitely something I should pray about.

My first class later today is cancelled. Woopie~!

I have a crush on this boy Dan... let's see how that goes. hahaha But seriously I think I had a crush on like 5 guys since I've been here, and seriously, it faded within 3 days. Or I got to know them better and they were just guys who'd be better as good friends.

Definitely, my closes friends here at GCC are Kristen and Liz. I think I may have complained about Liz earlier on Xanga or on Weebly, but I really do appreciate her b/c she just 'gets' me, much like Mandy or Jenny do. I really do miss Mandy and Jenny, and it's probably really bad to say that they're the only people back from home who I'm really close with. I really want to get to know Bearded Zach, Kanoff, Hertland, and Sutchin better. I'm definitely getting to know Bearded Zach a lot better, and he's super funny. He's starting to loosen up and show his true sarcastic humor, which I love b/c it's very similar to mine. Kanoff--I feel like I can relate to if I get to know him better. Hertland is a bit of a jerk, but I feel like it's a mask for something deeper, and he plays tennis so I'm already inclined to favor him. And Sutchin was a guy who I wrote off in the beginning as someone who I don't really care much about. But on Fri, he played Catch Phrase with us, and we were just on the same page. He reminded me a lot of my sister... hahaha. I also, of course, want to get to know Dan better... But I get nervous around guys who are especially athletic. And I totally did not know this when I first met him, [He has the most awesome smile!] but he runs triatholons and is on the track team, which is intimidating... I just feel like athletic people wouldn't like me.

So I had a heart-to-heart with Kristen and Liz in the SAC yesterday until the wee hours of the morning, and they said that their first impression of me was that I was pretty. It was really a shock b/c I never think of myself as pretty... And Liz said her sister thought so also. It really is an eye opener and made me think of Stephanie Meyers- the author of the Twilight Series. She says that Bella takes slightly after herself concerning the reaction of boys to her when she went to college. Meyers never thought of herself as beautiful, but she goes to college and everyone says that she's pretty. There is one boy in high school who I think thought I might have been pretty, but I don't want to mention his name b/c I know some people from my high school are subscribed to this xanga [and it's a very low probability that they would read this post ... but still]. This guy I liked too, but he was definitely a partier. And he has invited me, but [nerd alert coming up] he would always invite me to ones on Sat nights. As president of the youth group, I should be present for SBS [Saturday Bible Study].

Just 2 hours ago, Rose awkwardly asked me if she was a close friend of mine, when I said off-handedly I made some good friends here. I didn't know what to say, and I had to do some damage control when she took some offense but s'all good now. phew! What does she expect, though? She's always in her room studying it up [which I admire b/c I do not have that much self control], and we never have heart-to-hearts.

This week is going to be hectic w/ an exam Fri I MUST do well on, a cello recital, cello lesson, rush [popcorn parties and first formals], a bunch of school work, clubs, and socializing. I think I'm gonna have to hold off socializing until the weekend. Well, this is what's coming up--not looking forward to it...

<3 Soo [That's what they call me in college- lawl.]

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I forgot to mention that tonight was the first time I ever successfully french braided my hair myself! I was so excited. It's not perfect, but not horrendous either! :D

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I also want to give kudos to Obama. I am not a Democrat in any means, but I feel he should be commended for trying to bridge the gap and bring improvements upon the Native American Tribes' lives and relations with the United States. This effort I feel will not only help them but us as well. Anyways bad blood is just that--bad.

All human situations have their inconveniences. We feel those of the present but neither see nor feel those of the future; and hence we often make troublesome changes without amendment, and frequently for the worse.

Benjamin Franklin (1706 - 1790)

Steppin' It Up

Sun, 11 Oct 2009 17:57:15 GMT

I have been playing around way too much in college, and my grades are definitely reflecting this...

My parents are paying for my whole college education, so I really need to step it up. If I start getting my act together now, I can get As and Bs in all my classes. My roommate and I are in the same position, except she's paying for her whole college education and her grades are a lot worse than mine... And my problem is just a matter of being too lazy. We decided to hold eachother accountable for our grades and how we study. Right now, I'm in the SAC/STU (student union building) about to write my public speeching speech. My goal of the moment is at the least B's in all my classes, catch up on my education reading, and to get into Lambda Iota Tau by Junior year. Also, at GCC, to get your certification in education, you need to maintain a 3.0 GPA, which is not hard at all, but if I continue to be a total slacker... yeah, you get the idea.

I'm really worried how my British Lit midterm went. I didn't study so hard for the actual content of the test b/c I knew she'd make it impossible (which it pretty much was, i talked to literally everyone in the class and they agreed), so I tried really hard on the take-home essay. I proofread it like 5 times... hopefully, she didn't hate it... I really just want a B on the midterm...

In some classes, I have no idea what my grade is b/c they don't tell us our quiz grades... wtf

I've never been stressed out about grades in high school, so this just sucks. BAH!

Well, this weekend at least I studied it up like crazy! (Yes, I didn't procrastinate and actually studied it up!) On Friday, I had my fun going bowling, Katie's Corner (ice cream), and baking pies. One was for Hickstoberfest, and the other I ate with other girls in Beta Phish Beta (my "hall sorority" lawl). On Saturday, I studied all day w/ Liz, Becky, Katie, and Kristen, girls from my hall. At night, I watched "Dr. Horrible" with Russian/Corn Maze/Creepy Zak, Royster, and Chris (boys from the brother hall) & girls from Beta Phish Beta. Bearded Zac told me "Dr. Horrible" was... well, horrible, but Royster has converted me and I really like it. ^^'' A bit embarassing to admit since it's like the theme movie for the Order of St. George (OSG), a LARPing group.

Now, it's Sunday, and I gotta go and prepare for my current event speech in public speaking. The topic is Afghanistan's POV on the War on Terror.

Btw, what is up w/ Obama winning the Nobel Piece Prize?!

& I made a list in Foundations of Ed. of Dr. Edwards's, my professor's, fav words. They are relativity, relativist, black magic, and mind invaders. lawl. I <3 my Humanities/Western History professor, Dr. Wynekin. Quintilian would love him. lawl

So off to work! Hopefully, I do well in all my classes.

Oh, and I had a lot of doubts about my major, but there was this speaker in this one chapel I went to that was really inspiring. He said that we should just do our best on what is in front of us b/c it just may be preparation for God's greater plan, but in his own time, he will make your calling known to you. As long as you keep looking to God, you won't be led astray. :)

Peace, Soojung

& I highly recommend "Dr. Horrible," but think of it as a social satire. It's a hillarious 40 min movie that was originally on YouTube, and written by the writers of all those shows that were postponed momentarily b/c of the writer's strike.
& if you haven't, check out Pandora Radio (www.pandora.com). It's amazing!

College

Thu, 24 Sep 2009 04:09:41 GMT

I have to admit that when I was looking for a college I didn't think that I wanted to go to a Christian college, esp. a hardcore Christian college like Grove City College. I really just wanted a college where I could play video games and have an easy time in classes.

When Mr. Bowditch aske me what I was looking for in a college, I lied. I said a small school, maybe Christian, but Rutgers is definitely on the list. He actually recommended the school I am attending. The beautiful campus and really affordable price made me want to come here. I never thought I'd make it in.

I got here, and I realized there is A LOT of work. It's not busy work. I feel like I'm the stupidest one in class sometimes. I'm always behind and there's a quiz every day.

Also, there is no diversity here (as in race). I feel like a lot of my English teachers give me wierd looks because I'm a korean girl majoring in English. They also assume that, because I have a Korean name, I'm from Korea... I'm totally Korean-American. In fact, I identify myself first as American, not Korean. It's frustrating when some teachers are extremely stereotypical to the point of being racist. For example, in public speaking, we have to give resident expert speeches. I wanted to do it on the cello. I presented this topic to be approved, and she forced me to write a speech about the differences in Korean and American culture. I told her that I was born and raised HERE. fucking racist bitch. I seriously can't do anything though because she's also my asian lit teacher, and I'm going to have to take several of her husband's classes in the future as well.

The environment here has really made me doubt myself as an English major... I seriously thought of just transfering to Rutgers and screwing it all. It seems lately all of my doubts are being taken away--not by attending church but by attending Campus Crusade. The speaker addressed the issue of believing our problems to be greater than God. He also said that we need to stop diminishing ourselves--calling ourselves losers. God sent his son to die for us, and we accepted his grace. Why would He save losers? For the first time, I heard someone say that we shouldn't be groveling fools 24/7 but confident sons and daughters of God. I guess it was what I needed to hear. The speaker said that those who wanted to stay afterwards to pray should if they were moved by the Holy Spirit. I felt like I should've stayed, but I chickened out... surprise, surprise. Also, I came w/ a friend, but that's just a stupid excuse.

So moral of the story: God died to save me. I'm not a stupid loser. OK... so all that's left is to live w/ confidence. Yeah... easier said than done.

I forget where I heard this quote. It reverberated some deep unnatural notes from my heartstrings: "How did you spend your time today? You were dying for that."

frustration frenzy

Sat, 28 Jun 2008 00:21:28 GMT

It'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!!!

Thu, 30 Aug 2007 19:50:17 GMT

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 & Finals

Wed, 13 Jun 2007 00:25:10 GMT

School 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 Project

Sun, 06 May 2007 03:28:34 GMT

Wow... 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:
Forgives and forgets

Lent and Black History Month

Thu, 01 Mar 2007 03:25:56 GMT

Lent 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

Just a day... just an ordinary day

Sun, 25 Feb 2007 03:24:22 GMT

Life is .... good. I can't say it sucks because there are definately other people's lives that really suck. So my life is just good. And let's just say my grades aren't doing too hot. (Well, just in math.)

I've been really obsessed with some techno music lately.... is that weird or what. Also, I'm really overplaying "Ordinary Day" by Vanessa Carlton and "Lost Without You" by Robin Thicke. But they're good songs so whatever.

Oh yes, and Zelda: Twilight Princess rocks. :)

This update is pretty pointless and I'm only writing an entry because Michelle told me I should.

Ah... how could I forget? String fest is on Monday... so close. I just want to prepare more for that cello "Fade to Black" piece and the quintet piece. Nicole has my music.... I hope.

Well, this poetry project for Svenn's class (english class) is due Monday. And for the sake of having a decent size entry I'll just put it in. Prepare to read (if you're even reading or going to read it) some really bad poetry (and cheesiness).

What is Love?

There are days where questions run through my mind,

But no answers are following behind.

Now, a question Haddaway once sang of

Sneaked into my consciousness: What is love?

Although I searched far and wide through the corridors of my mind,

Not even a hint of the answer I longed for could I find.

I once heard of love being explained as a “game of give and take”,

But love seems to be much stronger than a game that could be fake.

I searched for the answer in the depths of my memories

Where it was passed down from generations for centuries.

Suddenly, one quote brightly shone in my mind like a firefly.

Like sparks that illuminate and shoot across the dark night sky,

I suddenly had the answer right in front of me.

Love is patient. Love is kind, and it does not envy.

Love is not rude, boastful, or proud at anytime.

It’s reliable and never ends. It’s sublime.

Love is all around me

In friends and family.

Like the wind, I cannot see it,

But in my soul I can feel it.

Soojung

When I find myself in the company of scientists, I feel like a shabby curate who has strayed by mistake into a room full of dukes.
W. H. Auden

Exalt

To raise high; to elevate; to lift up.

To elevate in rank, dignity, power, wealth, character, or the like; to dignify; to promote; as, to exalt a prince to the throne, a citizen to the presidency.

To elevate by prise or estimation; to magnify; to extol; to glorify.

To lift up with joy, pride, or success; to inspire with delight or satisfaction; to elate.

To elevate the tone of, as of the voice or a musical instrument.

To render pure or refined; to intensify or concentrate; as, to exalt the juices of bodies.

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Fri, 26 Jan 2007 04:36:03 GMT