April 17, 2007
sad
i'm a little sad that i was looking online for korean hairstyles, thinking about getting my hair cut, and i came across a blog that seemed to be fairly interesting about international issues and current events. i looked around and as i read, i noticed a disturbing trend that many upon many of his posts related to bashing koreans for racism, xenophobia, arrogance and worse. there was only 1 article that i saw that related to japan in any negative way, but every single post related to korea was only to declare how horrible the korean people are. there is no personal information about the guy but on his side items about books and organizations they are all japanese leaning items and neoconservative and right-wing republican think tanks. i'm saddened that he poses himself as "fair and balanced" when it seems obvious what his intentions are, even without any personal information given by him in the usual way. it's just sad that such views are still so prevalent.
April 16, 2007
April 11, 2007
April 9, 2007
Hey All :)
I haven't been responding to the mass music update emails (haha which is so funny to me that it even started). Sorry
But I'm just putting it out that that I miss you guys! I was looking through my pictures and this random one just came up of us at Han Gang on July 4th. I don't know whose camera it was- but it's a huge group shot of us on the stairs.
Yea- so I miss everybody. That is all.
<3
But I'm just putting it out that that I miss you guys! I was looking through my pictures and this random one just came up of us at Han Gang on July 4th. I don't know whose camera it was- but it's a huge group shot of us on the stairs.
Yea- so I miss everybody. That is all.
<3
April 6, 2007
Kinda Weird
I'm leaving the men's locker room at my gym when this asian guy stops me.
Man: Hey, you play tennis? (sounded like: hey, yuu pulayee tan-is?)
Me: hm? Yes.
*more chit chat of when you played, you good?, did you play on a team?
Man: You Chinese?
Me: No, Korean.
Man: Give me your number, we can play tennis sometime.
Me: Uhhh...(didn't really want to give him number). *But dang, he was so polite I couldn't be like, "NO!!!"
*I write number, exchange names.
Wu: Alright, I'll give you a call.
Me: Ok, bye
I dunno what to do. This guy looks like he's 40-50 years old. I've seen him around a lot and I've watched him play tennis while running around the track. He's good, but he's OLD. I guess I'll have to answer his call and play some ball with him. He plays doubles a lot with other men his age, but man, I just feel uncomfortable with the old men. I want to play competitive, but I don't want to play like a young popin'jay running around everywhere while these old people can't. And I don't want to play at half-speed because that would be just blah.
What's the worst thing that could happen? I get pwned and this guy never wants to play with me again. Or maybe I play so well and I impress him. Then he reveals the fact that he is a king and wants me to marry his beautiful daughter and take over his throne, ala Eddie Murphy in "Coming to America."
And when I say the boy has his own money, I mean THE BOY HAS HIS OWN MONEY!!
What do you guys/gals think? Go play ball?
Man: Hey, you play tennis? (sounded like: hey, yuu pulayee tan-is?)
Me: hm? Yes.
*more chit chat of when you played, you good?, did you play on a team?
Man: You Chinese?
Me: No, Korean.
Man: Give me your number, we can play tennis sometime.
Me: Uhhh...(didn't really want to give him number). *But dang, he was so polite I couldn't be like, "NO!!!"
*I write number, exchange names.
Wu: Alright, I'll give you a call.
Me: Ok, bye
I dunno what to do. This guy looks like he's 40-50 years old. I've seen him around a lot and I've watched him play tennis while running around the track. He's good, but he's OLD. I guess I'll have to answer his call and play some ball with him. He plays doubles a lot with other men his age, but man, I just feel uncomfortable with the old men. I want to play competitive, but I don't want to play like a young popin'jay running around everywhere while these old people can't. And I don't want to play at half-speed because that would be just blah.
What's the worst thing that could happen? I get pwned and this guy never wants to play with me again. Or maybe I play so well and I impress him. Then he reveals the fact that he is a king and wants me to marry his beautiful daughter and take over his throne, ala Eddie Murphy in "Coming to America."
And when I say the boy has his own money, I mean THE BOY HAS HIS OWN MONEY!!
What do you guys/gals think? Go play ball?
April 3, 2007
April 2, 2007
April 1, 2007
1st Post of April
How's everyone been? Nothing really crazy or interesting to report, but I can't have Brenden making all the crazy yet interesting posts.
My sister came home for the weekend. That usually means its a cook-off in the house so we can throw all the food in tupperware and alumin foil wraps so she can stock up on food and take it home.
So the menu was this 호박죽(butternut squash gruel-this is actually very healthy), kimchee, and 깍두기(those square crunchy spicy things). RAWR, there was so much food to make. Just making the squash gruel took a good 2-3 hours. Cut it up, pressure steam, get sweet rice and cut etc etc.
So as I am making the squash gruel for what seemed like an eternity and my sister was doing some menial task with the 깍두기, I needed a song to help us through our toiling and bondage.
Me: Nuna, do you know a good slave song?
Nuna: What?
Me: Let's do that one from church.
"When Israel was in Egypt’s land,
Let My people go!
Oppressed so hard they could not stand,
Let My people go!"
Nuna: WE DON'T SING THAT IN CHURCH!
Me(ignores): Mm~, c'mon now!
"Go down, Moses,
Way down in Egypt’s land;
Tell old Pharaoh
To let My people go!"
Nuna: *laughing
Me: something~, something~, LET. MY. PEOPLE. GO.~~~!!
*Mom walks into kitchen
Mom: 야, 시끄럽다~! (basically, STFU!)
And~, that's the end of my the story.
My sister came home for the weekend. That usually means its a cook-off in the house so we can throw all the food in tupperware and alumin foil wraps so she can stock up on food and take it home.
So the menu was this 호박죽(butternut squash gruel-this is actually very healthy), kimchee, and 깍두기(those square crunchy spicy things). RAWR, there was so much food to make. Just making the squash gruel took a good 2-3 hours. Cut it up, pressure steam, get sweet rice and cut etc etc.
So as I am making the squash gruel for what seemed like an eternity and my sister was doing some menial task with the 깍두기, I needed a song to help us through our toiling and bondage.
Me: Nuna, do you know a good slave song?
Nuna: What?
Me: Let's do that one from church.
"When Israel was in Egypt’s land,
Let My people go!
Oppressed so hard they could not stand,
Let My people go!"
Nuna: WE DON'T SING THAT IN CHURCH!
Me(ignores): Mm~, c'mon now!
"Go down, Moses,
Way down in Egypt’s land;
Tell old Pharaoh
To let My people go!"
Nuna: *laughing
Me: something~, something~, LET. MY. PEOPLE. GO.~~~!!
*Mom walks into kitchen
Mom: 야, 시끄럽다~! (basically, STFU!)
And~, that's the end of my the story.
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