Tragedis of Oedipus the King and Hamlet

When I study the classical literature, I cannot help thinking of Oedipus the King by Sophocles, even though I don't know much about the classical literature. When I learned about Oedipus the King, the story was quite shoking, and interesting, though it was hard for me to study it when I just got into the college. That's why I keep thinking of it and try to connect it with other literature works.

I would like to write the different tragedies between Oedipus the king and Hamlet briefly. As you know, both Oedipus the King and Hamlet are tragedies.

Oedipus the King by Sophocles is the conventions of Greek Tragedy, which represents the fatalistic point of the world. The Oedipus tries to escape from his settled fatal, but eventually, what he does is what God says. This is irony.

In contrast, Hamlet is the convention of character tragedy. Most of conflicts in Hamlet is due to each character’s character. For example, the reason why Hamlet doesn’t kill the King right after a ghost says is that he is not a decisive and thoughtful person. In Hamlet, you can find that not only Hamlet but other characters have also characteristic tragic factors.

Hamlet

What a tragic tragedy ! everybody dies at the end... and for (almost) nothing. At least in "Romeo and Juliet" their deaths are useful, thanks to them the peace is back to Verona. Despite the fact that Hamlet is a terrible sad tragedy, it's still a good play. Congratulations Shakespeare !

Shakespeare's authenticity

Shakespeare is often recognized as the best english writer of all time. However, many scholars contest his authenticity. According to them, shakespeare couldn't know the royal life so well because he was lived among other social class, hardky ever getting in touch with the royalty.
This theory has never been proved, but there are some authors that are recognized as the most probable real "shakespeare"

-Edward de Vere: a comteporary of shakespeare, was a member of Elizabeth I's court an is recognized is the most probable author to write shakespeare plays since 1930. Scholars compare some of his characters wit shakespeare's, for instance, Polonius (Hamlet) and the Earl's gardian (William Cecil).

-Francis Bancon: the philosopher and writer is one of the potetial candidates to be the real author. However, he had a very occupied life wth his own studies that is in probable that he wold have spare time to produce plays with such quality as Hamlet and Othello.

SHAKESPEARE

This was the first time i met with Shkespeare. Before this i just knew his name like the rest of the world. I read one of his plays. Most probably his masterpiece "Hamlet" . I saw students in movies who complains how hard it is to understand Shakespeare's plays. I partly agree with them. With a different point of view and from some aspects you may have some pleasure while reading and forcing your mind's limits to understand them.It is a new window which open out a different world. I still don't enjoy reading them but at least i know why it is so important for English literature.

You welcome

One of my funnies stories with the English language happened on my first visit to UK.
I had lot of native speaker around me, and every time I said thank you they said “you welcome” The fist month I thought that they were very friendly and kind I really enjoyed been welcoming all the time.
The second month they kept saying “you welcome” to me all the time, and I started to wonder why they were still welcoming me; I had been there for a month. I thought that it was a cultural difference.
The third month arrived and one day when one of my friend bought me a coke and when I thanked him he said “you welcome” I looked at him very crossed and said:
- “ Well, I do not understand you, you treat me like a real friend but after three months here you still welcome me nearly everyday as I have just arrived and it makes me feel very bad because reminds me that I am still a foreigner for you, not a real friend!”
I am sure that you can imagine my poor friend’s face.

Cookie exchange

Last year in november I got an email from a friend of mine with an invitation for a cookie exchange party at her place.
She explained that everybody should bring one kind of cookie and to make sure there wouldn’t be any of them twice she sent a list where you could enrol your name and the sort of cookie you would bring. To make it a little bit more attractive she decided to make a brunch – cocktail party where we share the cookies.
I thaught it would be an extremely smart idea to make cocosmacarones because the dough is so easy and I hurried up to put my name on the list before someone else had the great idea.
In the invitation was written, that everybody should bring fifteen pieces per person.

I prepared to start to bake, it was Saturday and at that point I have to explain that the buisness hours in Switzerland are a little bit different than in the US. On Saturdays the stores are open till five pm and on Sunday closed. I read the email again and thaught that 15 pieces seemed to me a little bit frugal and determined to make 30 because I felt so generous:-)
When I looked into the ovenwindow I decided to call a friend who also would come to that party. While we were talking she moaned about her cookies she made (translated pig’s ears) and that she hadn’t enough place for all these cookies in her kitchen. I laughed about her and asked how big those pig’s ears were and she answered: “Why big the amount is the problem!“ Even then I couldn’t understand what the problem was, so she told me 15 pieses for EVERY member of the group and there were 15 persons on the list. We couldn’t talk after she told me that because we were both laughing so much. I totally misunderstood the email and only made 30 pieces and only because I felt generous - that would make two per person!

So I looked on my watch and it was 4:40 and I had only twenty minutes to got in the next supermarket. I arrived two minutes before the store closes and they were so kind to let me in.
The whole evening I was baking and cursing my soooo extremely “smart“ idea to make cocosmacarones. The dough is easy but to bring them in form you need two little spoons and that takes a lot of time. I asked my husband to help me but he seemed to be totally unable to make proper macaronesballs so I made them by myself.
The next morning at the cookie exchange party my friend told everybody about my generous geste to bring THIRTY cookies to the party and again everybody was laughing about me. Since then I have avoided to bake or even to eat those freaking cocosmacarones!

Give my hair back!

This story is about one of my friends' story. Her name is JiKyung. When we were in highschool, our teachers didn't allow us to have long hair. So, we had to have short hair. Because of it, some of my friends got their hair permed. One day, a teacher who controlled our hair and costumes (uniforms) told us she would check our hair the following week. so we had to make our hair straight but we were students so we didn't have enough money to go to hair salon. Fortunately, in front of my school, there was a shop which sold some stuff for hair. We went there and bought chemical to make our hair straight.
We escaped from physical class and went to the place where our school orchestra practiced because the members of orchestra didn't practice until class was over. One of my classmates was a leader of orchestra so she had a key of that room. We went there and my friend, JiKyung, wanted to do it first. So at first my friend, HM, put the first step chemical on JK's hair. We had to wait 30 minutes but our teacher found us so we had to leave JK there alone.
Unfortunately, that class was too boring that we fell asleep instead of taking care of JK's hair. Worst of all, we were afraid that a music teacher came to the room where Jk was so we locked the door outside. She couldn't come out of that room without us. Also, we got a deep sleep so we didn't answer the phone calls from JK. One hour later, we got up and went to food court and we felt something was missing.
OMG!! We forgot JK! We ran to the place and we found that JK was irritated. We washed her hair, put second chemical on her hair and then we washed her hair again.

TADA! Because of chemical and us, JK's hair started pulling off. She lost a lot of hair which were near her forehead. She went to class and she didn't talk with us for 1 week. We said sorry and sorry a lot of times but we couldn't give her hair back. Whenever we talked about JK's story, we laughed and felt sorry to her. Sorry JK!!

one funny thing in my days

It is not that funny story, actually, it is a bit disgusting and dirty story, but, now nothing funny goes in my life and I want to point out this story for the suite i live in now.
In my suite's bathroom, there is one urinal, which is useless since my suite is only for 10 lovely girls! In addition, the urinal is not connected with the pipe, so if someone uses it, I mean, PEE on it, the liquid thing will go directly on the floor. Of course, there is no drain on the floor. There is no point to have that macho thing in our bathroom.
One day, we had a party in our suite. It was a farewell party for a girl who lived just next to my room. We cooked some dishes of the contries we are from and prepared some drinks(or alcohol). It was a nice party and everyone enjoyed it. The party went on until 3 in the morning. After the party, we found out that some jerk peed on the urinal and his pee overflowed on the floor! The bathroom was such a mess and stunk! We tried to detect who the CRIMINAL was, but we couldn't. So I and my suite mates had to clean the mess up. Usually, the cleaning guys in my dorm mop the floor during week days. Unfortunately, it was Friday night. We would have used the urine-smelly bathroom during the weekend if we hadn't clean it. I hoped that would be the last time I wiped out man's pee with tissue.
2 days ago, there was a small beer party in my suite. One of the girls who live here brought her friends (I think they were already drunk before they came in) and played beer pong. I was in my room annoyed by the noisy drunks. And after they left, I got a facebook message from another girl in my suite. "Our urinal got attacked, gain!!!" When I headed up to the bathroom, the yellowish liquid thing was already releasing its disgusting stink. Why can't they just use the toilets which is working so well?! The only lucky thing out of that disaster was that it was Monday, so the cleaning guys would come the next morning and clean the mess. Now, our bathroom get the normal scent back, but we are being scared by the next upcoming attack.

INTERNET AND THE THINGS IT TOOK AWAY

It is an undeniable truth that the internet has made our lives easier and more comfortable. When our intention is finding some specific and little information, we no longer have to go to the libraries and read big books. Sitting on our chairs, googleing the thing we need to find and getting it is as easy as pie. Connecting with our friends is possible without getting out of our home, we do not have to go see Sistine Chapel to see it and its beatiful ceiling, because with one click it is going to appear on our computers’ screen. No effort, no stress, no spending money. What can we want more as a benefit from the internet? From this perspective it seems so innocent, yet there are some buts.

When we basically observe the current generation, we can easily notice the differences between them and us. Maybe they have more information than we had at their ages but they definitely don’t have the emotions that we have had. We were hanging around together, taking care of eachother instead of asking just “what’s up” by sending an e-mail eachother and we were sharing our bread instead of our pictures.

I cannot say that the internet kills our culture but it goes without saying that it damages.

Internet

Internet is killing the mainstreem media like newspaper, tv or radio stations, which are core of our culture. As I am a person who major in broadcasting, Internet can be also helpful for our culture. I mean our media which I mentioned in the first sentence. People all over the world use internet and because of it, we are one small world. We can see the sitcom "Friends" in Korea also we can watch Korean soft operas in th USA too. Also, these days newspaper is published on the internet and broadcasting stations make webisodes. These examples show that internet can be helpful for spreading our culture instead of killing our culture.

INTERNET AND SOCIAL NETWORK: A DOUBLE EDGED SWORD

Internet and social networks have changed our lives and relationships between people.
Obviously, internet has gone a long way towards new technologies in our current society. We can do whatever we want on line from our home, we can search and find everything we want on internet. But at the same time it causes a ripple effect which can´t be easily controlled.
The fact that everything can be done on internet causes that face-to-face contact between people decreases.
Moreover, the present tendency to post private information on social networks can be risky because everybody can access that information, and it can be counterproductive. Not everybody is aware that once they post opinions, information or pictures on internet, they can´t control them any more, and they don´t know how or who uses it.
Internet is very flexible, people can do whatever they want on the Net, but at least they should be aware that it can be a double edged sword.

INTERNET

Nowadays people are worried about:
How to control what is posted in Internet??
How to control what is downloaded from Internet??
How to control the quality of what is posted in Internet??
Well in my opinion this is a wrong approach to the topic, we should not pretend to “control” it. What is the point on controlling?? Wouldn’t it be much better to enjoy it and use it as a free platform??
The best feature of Internet is its freedom. Why will we want to control them?
Stop controlling and star enjoying the diversity and let it to enrich you with its variety.

Opinion to the statement of Andrew Keen that the internet is killing our culture by Sarah Bieri

To speak about the statement of Andrew Keen that the internet is killing our culture, it is important for me to think about how people use the internet. The use of the internet can be devided in three main categories: research, entertainment and connection.
I decided to think about every category separately.
In the entertainment category the internet changed not the entertainment itself because you can listen to music, view movies or play videogames on the computer without the internet. The change is that you can download games, music, et cetera or play, listen online. So the “big“ change is that there is no need to go to a shop to buy a movie as a dvd, something physical but push some keys and download the desired object. So the internet offers easier access without any buisness hours. I am sure, that there will be a solution for the problem of illegal downloads in the future. The author Andrew Keen regrets, that the download-society destroys small independence record and book stores. I don’t think that the internet is the first big enemy for those small stores. When the first megabook-stores opened ten or fifteen years ago everybody said the same. This process of the big fish is eating the small ones exists since the begin of the industrialization.
The category connection is the one where new opportunities were given by the invention of the internet. People are able to write and read almost at the same time. There are many different possibilities to connect with others via internet. Existent connectionforms like the phone are now integrated in the internet. Facebook, personal homepages or blogs are only a few instruments to publish personal things in the internet. It seems that the internet generated the possibility to connect better with the outside world, make more friends and be always informed about everything others are doing. The problem is and will be the time. In my opinion it isn’t possible to share your time with fivehundert “friends“ and know everything about them. Either one decides to share ones time only with those who are really important for oneself or to have hunderts of superficial friendships and be more “lonely“ with the internet than before.
The third category research includes every information you could find in the internet including news. There are more or less profound informations in the internet. So one has to measure if the information is worthful or not. If someone want to go deeper into the material there are libraries, museums, universities and so on where one can find more information.
The problem might be that those who grow up with the internet and cannot remember times without it have problems to find information outside the internet.
So there will be a gap between well educated people who are able to research information they need outside the internet and those who are not prepared for that in school.
Another problem is and will be that demand determines supply. Big Newspapers like the new york times have huge problem with the demand. Mostly all big newspapers publish in the internet for free so fewer people buy the news in paper. Maybe in the future there won’t be any newspapers left because nobody pays for the work. Or the salary is soo bad that only undereducated journalist do the work. User-generated information are nowadays common and will probably increase in the future.
As a kind of solution for me the internet is an instrument and everybody decides for himself how to use it. Maybe it would be a good idea to teach the next generation the options they have with or without the internet.

Red and Blue

“Homeless people choose to be homeless” vs “If there is a child who cannot read, it is my responsibility to help him even if he is not my child”. Based on these quotes which politician would win an election? If your answer is “of course the second one” you don’t live in the USA.

There are two important colors in America and surprisingly they are not white and black. They are red and blue. Red refers to Republicans (Conservatives) and blue refers to Liberal Democrats. The first quote above belongs to a previous president of the USA. (Ronald Regan) He was a republican. The second quote belongs to the current president Barack Obama who is a democrat. It goes without saying that everyone can clearly understand their philosophies and visions, which are really different.

Basically, republicans want the rich to be reacher by claiming lower taxes to the producers etc., then they expect the rich to help poor. Republicans are against welfare, legal abortion, gay marriage. They strongly support policies on immigration and they are also the strict supporter of the NRA.

On the other hand, democrats believe in the government’s power. They want the government to help the poor and believe that if someone earns more money, they should pay more in taxes. They don’t ignore immigrants’ rights and they are not against gays and abortion.

Individualism, self reliance, equality of opportunities and being competitive in life are similar values of these two sides.

For me, democrats’ opinions are more reasonable but as I mentioned in the first paragraph as an outsider it is quite difficult for me to understand America and its people.

Maybe this aint gonna be further than a cliche` but I’ve got to say that America is totally a different world.

Finding similarities btw Obama & Winthrop

Taking a look at the governor of Massachsetts Bay Colony, John Winthrop and the current President of the United States, we can find they have similarities to each other. Seemingly, it might be unlikely to find something in common between them. However, both of them are great orators, and also some resemblances can be found in their political principles.
John Winthrop, who led a fleet of eleven vessels filled with Calvinists to New England, lived up to the lofty principle of his religion, Calvinism. The main idea of “A Model of Christian Charity”, the blueprint of his political ambition was that: love each other. He emphasized what he wanted to express by saying “We must uphold a familiar community together in all meekness, gentleness, patience and liberality.” He wanted his colony to overcome the new conditions of living by helping the poor neighbors. That means he thought that the wealthy have responsibility to support the community and share what they have so that the community is able to work as the same body.
similarly, Obama has this point of view in the policies he has been raising. He favors progressive tax income which charges more tax to the wealthy than the poor in order to support the entire society. Also, he defends the New Deal policy by Franklin D. Roosevelt which was aimed for the well-being of the community by providing jobs for the unemployed by spending the public funds. Most of all, Obama succeeded in reforming the social insurance program, Medicare which was unreasonable and unfair especially to the low-income citizens. Of course, the resemblance between the two leaders can be easily found when we think about the fact that Obama is from the Democratic Party.
when it comes to the war, we can also infer the common opinion of Winthrop and Obama from their works. Winthrop might be described as a lenient leader when he dealt with the sinners and his enemies because he tried to exercise his belief, ‘Love your enemy’. Obama, as well is trying to recover the rigid relations with the Muslim world and prohibit developing nuclear weapons for the world peace. And he puts his efforts to reduce spending the money for producing weapons for combats. Although it is hard to say that Obama is spending all his energy on practicing the principle, ‘Love your enemy”, we can still recognize the clear difference about the foreign policy between him and George W. Bush.

Two Brothers in Different Centuries (Barrack & John)

John Winthrop (lived in 1600s) and Barrack Obama (the current president of the USA) exactly know how to persuade people and how to gain people’s trust. They know that emotions and religious issues are very important subjects to affect people. Both of their speeches and philosophy contain empathy. Instead of ruining their opponents, they choose to be nice and lenient as much as they can be. Individualism, hard working and considering people around them or a part of their community as a part of their brothers or sisters is their another similar feature.

Winthrop -- Obama

Winthrop and Obama have a lot to offer to the people of their times.

Both of them have a view on their minds of the society that they want.

Both of them have the power to communicate their ideas to the rest of the people.

And both of them are leaders so people follow them.

The main different between them is that Winthrop wanted to change the society in the 17th century and Obama wants to do it in the 21st century.

Obama and John Winthrop

I found 2 similarities and 1 difference between Obama and John Winthrop. One is that both of them emphasized a sense of community. As John said on the boat, Obama also said "I am my brother's keeper, I'm my sister's keeper." He mentioned that we are the one, we are in the same family(community) and we are responsible for others even though they are not homeless. The other is that they insisted that our community have to be a city on a hill. The USA put their value on Equality of Opportunities. Obama has an African name and he is black and skinny but he is the president of the United States of America. He said that his story can be possible in only America because The USA is the city on a hill.

Obama said that we had to remove our enemies like spin masters and negative ad peddlers. On the other hand, John winthrop said that we can be a model city. Our enemies critisize us and because of it, we can be close to a city on a hill.

Other speekers are always busy to blame the other state. BUT Obama didn't blame the Red state and the red state and the blue state can make the REAL USA together. That's why I love OBAMA !!

I guess he wanted to say that human's desire is very strong.Basically, most people can distinguish between what they should do and shouldn't. However, even though people know that, people can't stop following their desire. People don't do that on purpose. Actually, Saint Augustine said "fail to." It means that the people do that kind of compulsively.
For example, when a person drinks and he is supposed to wake up early next day, someone else says, "Let's go to the next bar!" The person knows what he should do, yet, he probably goes to the next bar. I can say that 60 percent of people do this because of people's strong desire.
I have a lot of experiences which are similar to what Saint Augustine said, for instance, when my friends invite me to go to drinking, I always accept it. Some good invitation, especially going drinking, drive me crazy.
As a result, it's easy to consider what I should do, I think. However, judging and doing what we should do are totally different from just considering.

Dear diary,

Today, It was my first time my feeling strange. When I went to Kaplan, I just worried about my test because I'd been absent on Friday. Before starting the test, Cara closed the door. My gut reaction said that something terrible would happen. When Cara said that our teacher would change to a new teacher, Luis said something. Also, Yasmeena said something. In addition, Sarah said something even though she's been studying with Cara for 1 week. My classmates said something to protect our teacher, Cara, from teaching the other advanced class instead of our class.

Unfortunately, I didn't say anything even though I'm a student who Cara teaches longer than others. I couldn't say anything. I really wanted to say that I didn't want it and I wanted to study with Cara. However, when I tried to say those words, my throat couldn't allow me to say them. After that, I was confused. I think I have only two teachers who can teach me English. One of them is Cara. So because of that, I couldn't focus on a listening test lol. After cara's talking to Kim, I could focus on my test. So I got good score on my grammar and essay test hahahaha.

Right now, I'm happy because Cara will teach me as usual. I'm B.Vinegar!! YEAH!!

I wanna fly

If I got the opportunity to choose between having the power to fly and the power to be invisible, I would definitely choose to fly. The ability to fly offers a lot more chances for fun, adventure, and freedom from all boundaries. It is more interesting to discover the world from different aspects. Being able to go anywhere, anytime you want, without worrying about traffic, road conditions, transportation or even money is a great idea! It is clean and clear up in the air. If I could fly, I would be able to breathe fresh unpolluted air. I also, would be able to run from the ground and its problems to seek for rest and serenity up there. Just thinking about being able to fly makes me excited. I would visit all the places I dreamed of going to, I also would feel free to laugh or smile while the breeze is surrounding me. On the other hand, if I could fly, I would look at things in different way and I might solve other's problems sneakily and I could make sure that all the people I care for are ok. I would be a star among the shiny stars. Up there I could discover the truth of my life. Flying would give the chance to live in the light day and night, sunlight or moon light. I could also be invisible while flying. I would be hiding between the clouds and jump from one to another. I think being able to fly is giving me the sort of life I always wanted, no lying, no cheating, no hidden spots. Being able to fly would allow me to help some people who need help, but they never say.

Image and reality - MARTA

In my opinion the image that a person projects is the first way that other people have to get information from you.
Because of that some people really care about their image. Some of them even make a living out of it, as models and some others get a lot of money with their image as singers, actors or sport players.
But most people care about their image because other people will treat or even judge them depending on the image that they project. They think that if you dress fashion and expensive clothes people will believe that you are rich, smart and successful and they will treat you very well but if you look like out of fashion and scruffy they will treat you not as well.
Believe it or not I think sometimes all of us work that way. For example, at my work people come to ask for information. I see them approaching to me. As soon as I look at them I know unconsciously what kind of question they are going to ask. How do I know it? I can’t answer it. Am I always right? Well it does not work 10 times out of 10 but maybe 9.99. So I must get the information I need to make my deductions from the whey they look and the image I see of them.
In conclusion to this topic I believe that it can be said that undoubtedly our image gives information to others. We choose the way we look like or the way our company or products looks like. You decide they way you or it looks like match with how you or it is or you want to use the image to trick others.

The ralationship between an image and the real world, by Sarah

In my opinion the relationship between the image of a person compared to who one really is depends on ones character and on ones age.

Little children usually show who they really are. During growing up most people have the experience that in some situations it is much easier to hide their real opinion, thoughts or feelings for different reasons. Maybe one doesn’t want to touch a nerve with someone elses feelings or doesn’t want to be judged by everybody.
Depending on the selfesteem and maybe also on the cultural background of someone the real character of a person is more or less visible.
A lot of people aspire to meet the expectations which are defined by the society, like as a woman being thin, ambicious, successful at work and a good housewife and mother at the same time. Men should be athletic, successful, strong but also sensible with women and so on.
That makes people create different characters for puplic than they really are. For example they write on facebook that they had a nice an efficient workout but in reality they made a walk with the dog. In the end that becomes a circuit because other people who red that notice have the feeling they should also do more excercises.

In buisnesslife every company tries to sell their products. It depends on the kind of buisness how close the image of a company is to the real situation. A butcher is a butcher and nobody would make a commercial where lucky pigs just fall down and die with a smile on their face. Everybody knows how the work of a butcher looks like. In contrast to that people might think that in the fashion industry everything must be glamorous because this industry tries to make us think so. It is a important part of the fashion buisness to create a perfect and in most times unreal image of a product to beat the competition to make money.

Flying Vs invisibility

I would love to have super Powers but having to choose between flying and invisibility is very hard.
I think I would prefer the power to fly. One of the advantages of this power is that it would let me go very fast from one place to another. Undoubtedly I would be travelling all around the world without spending a single dollar on tickets. And another advantage would be that I could be able to visit my friends more often.
Anyway having only the power to fly would not let me help others much, it is not like being superman, he could fly and he was very strong and he had special rays on his eyes and lot more extrapowers. Se when he flew to stop a train he mange to arrived before the train to the broken bridge but then he was spuerstong and could stop the train and avoid the catastrophe. I could be able to arrive before the train but that would be the only thing that I could do and I would be the first person to watch the catastrophe.
But please do not get me wrong and think that I would not want the power to fly. I would do. But I would love to have a few more superpower so I could be a super hero and help other people otherwise I would be only a superfast traveller.
On the other hand the power to be invisible would be a nice power too but I can’t find much utility having it unless you would want to robe banks and be a supergosip.
Summarizing, having super powers would be very cool but I would love to have more than one. But If I could not have more than one,I would choose flying.

Marta

Hi Cara it's Sarah and this is my text about choosing the power to fly or to be invisible.

If I had to choose between having the power to fly and the power to be invisible, I would take the power to fly.
I had to think about it twice because both powers have their advantages.
If I had choosen to be invisible it would have given me the opportunity to hear and see things which I couldn’t without this power. But maybe I wouldn’t be so happy about those things.

To fly would be great because I’d be able to get very fast from place to place. I wouldn’t have to wait for the bus or for the train.
When I’d walk home at night and suddenly feel uncomfortable I just would fly away, so nobody could catch me.
Certainly, in that case it would be an advantage if only I had this special gift.

For vacation I’d have to think about the transportation of my luggage. I’d have to invent something convenient to take my suitcase with me without loosing high.
And I should invent something where I could carry my husband with me. Something like an oversized bag for dogs just for men. If I wasn’t the only person with the gift to fly I would start my own buisness by designing those bags.
I would earn so much money that I could build my own mansion on a high platform above the city. It would be very interesting to see everything from above. I wouldn’t have to wait at red lights and I’d be able to take the shortes way to any destination.
Unfortunately it must be very difficult to minimize the weight of people so they could be carried around. In the end I would fly around on my own just to escape the normal life when I’d be in the mood.

If I were a bird, I could fly to the moon :)

Dear diary,

If I had to choose between having the power to fly and the power to be invisible, I would choose the power to fly. There are two reasons. One is that I could meet my family and friends whenever I wanted. The other is that I could travel wherever I wanted without paying for plane tickets or gas.

I have only one month to stay in Philadelphia. If I had the power to fly, I could stay much longer here. If I flew as fast as airplanes, I could visit my mom and dad every weekend. If I visited my parents and grandparents every weekend, I wouldn't miss my country a lot. If I could fly, I could meet my boy friend whenever I *want. If I met my boy friend, I wouldn't hang out with 60's Chinese rock star guy any more. If I didn't hang out with him, Cara wouldn't have to be worried about me. If I had the power to fly, everyone would be happy. My parents, friends, boy friend and also Cara would be happy.

I want to travel all around the world but I have to earn money for my trip because it's really expensive to buy some plane tickets. If I had the power to fly, I wouldn't need to worry about tickets. If I didn't need money for tickets, my parents could save much more money. If I flew, I could go to the west coast where Hoeun and YH went without me. Also, I could meet my kindred-soul,Ruedi, and my lovely friends Jessica and Andreina.

If I had the power to fly, I could go wherever I wanted. Also, if I went somewhere and met my friends and family, they would be happy. So I want to have the power to fly.

September 17th, 2010

Dear diary,

I study English in the proficiency level in Kaplan. Also my teacher is Cara. I'm proud that I'm in Cara's class because Cara teaches the highest level and the second highest level. It means if someone is taught English by Cara, he or she is good at English. Whenever some Korean students ask me which class I study in, they say,"Wow" after my anwser. In addition, they ask me if the proficiency class is more difficult than the advanced class. It's really silly question but when they ask me that question, I say it's much more difficult so you can't imagine how difficult it is. Also, Mitz told Yaeno that it was too difficult that he couldn't explain it in even Japanese.
Because Cara's proficiency is more difficult than other classes, many students don't want to take a level test. So, my friends were worried about my being alone but these days they don't worry about me any more. They envy me because I study with 2 AWESOME spanish brothers. I love my class even though other students think it's difficult. Also I love my class even if Cara hates me. Forever my Proficiency Class!

Grandparents....:)

When I think about my grandparents, I feel bittersweet. I have 1 grandfather, who is my father's dad, and 2 grandmothers. When I was 19 years old, one of my grandfathers passed away. I didn't feel that it was really sad because my grandfather used to love my brothers much more than me. So I was mean to him. But I regret doing that because I know that he also loved me. I wonder why I didn't know that truth when I was young.
On the other hand, I really love my grandparents who are my father's parents. When I was a little baby, my family lived with them. Also, my parents worked from 8am to 10pm so my grandparents took care of me and my brothers. Even though they don't live with us any more, I often visit their house and spend my weekends with them. My aunt told me that when my grandparents had come to the US, my grandmother had cried and said she had missed me. Whenever I call her, she says that she loves me in English. How lovely she is!
In Korea, my grandparents and other older people live without their children. Also, they live far from center cities. They usually grow some crops or raise some animals. So they can meet their children on the weekends or holidays like New Years Day or Thanksgiving Day. But in America, I can see many grandparents take care of their grandchildren and see them downtown. It's really strange.

September 15th, 2010

Dear diary,

Am I right? Am I doing well? These days, I'm worried about myself. I'm not sure that I'm doing well in the class, my internship and my diet. In my class, I always complain about what I have to do even though my complaints don't work at all. In my internship, I do my tasks but I feel that I do them wrong even though my president always says, "great". Also, I wonder if drinking banana vinegar and eating vegetable soup instead of meat are helpful for my diet and health. What makes me think and behave like that? Why have I lost confidence? At this moment, I'm wondering if my diary is good or bad. Oh My God! Please help me to solve this problem !!

I'm not a baby! I'm an adult :)

In my family, I'm the youngest child and I'm the only daughter. So, I was like a baby until I graduated from high school. My mom and dad used to tell me what I should do and how I should behave. I was such a childish girl so my parents were worried about me when I entered university and lived without them. I didn't have a part time job before so I couldn't earn money by myself. Also, my mom didn't want me to do it because she didn't want to worry about me all the time. They made me think that I was a princess. Because of them, I could buy and do whatever I wanted to.
When I was 20 years old, my life, behavior and thoughts changed because I realized that my parents had difficulty in saving money. I used to think about myself not my brothers. We were all students so my parents had to save and make much more money for us. Unfortunately, one of my brothers loaned some money. Worst of all, he didn't tell it to my parents because he was afraid of being punished by my dad. At that time, I thought that I had to earn money for my tuition and allowance. So I started to do a part time job. I didn't want to depend on my parents any more.
Sometimes, I really thank my brother. Because of his fault, I am not a baby any more and also my parents don't worry about me. They believe that I can do without them. Also, I believe that I can do anything by myself because tomorrow will be a better day.

This I Believe

Below is what I wrote when we were studying This I Believe with Christina. I'm posting it for safekeeping.

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I believe in video games.

I believe in the imagination. Whether it's a dark plane filled with falling, colorful blocks, a vast, vast land and its diverse residents and deadly dungeons, or a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away, games take players to places they've never seen. Traveling to these wondrous worlds only enabled by games is a magnificent experience, an excellent retreat from reality.

I also believe in the interactivity. Video games are better than books and films in a sense, because players become characters themselves and make their own choices. As a pirate, a bounty hunter, or even a heroic plumber, a player gets to be fully immersed within the fantasy. He can follow the white rabbit into a hole, time travel in a DeLorean, or strike a Bludger straight into one of his opponents himself.

I believe in the growth. Every enemy crushed is a step closer to the player's ultimate perfection. Starting out in humble clothes and a feeble sword, the protagonist makes his way through many obstructions, gathering skills and experience and adding useful items to his inventory, gradually maturing into the knight in shining armor capable of slaying the dragon. This hero's journey is what always fascinates the gamers.

I believe in the frustration of constantly being killed and defeated in the process by zombies, flying bullets, or even an activated trap card, and also in the satisfaction that comes from overcoming all obstacles and delivering the final blow to the boss, finally clearing a level, and moving on to the next. I believe in the pure challenge the player has to face.

I believe in the competition: battling others to determine who is the most skillful in the virtual reality. Despite the insignificance of it, the inexplicable passion of the participants and the bonds that are created are amazing. I believe in the entire community that can share the fun and communicate each other through games, bringing friends and families together.

Most important of all, I believe in the simple joy of gaming.

The Frontier House

The Cowboy... horses... cattle... and stories around a campfire... times when a handshake means your word... The wild west where self_reliance, freedom, individuality,inventiveness and equality of apportunity are all prevailed.

You can see this western spirit in the Frontier House, and see authentic people, places, gear, and traditions of cowboys, past and present, right there.

Modern Families experienced the 1883's life on the American Frontier facing many challeneges like; hunger, fear, the nature and neighbors.

If i got the chance to read about it before, it wont be as remarkable as when I saw it in the class in the Frontier House show.

The Frontier House

The Cowboy... horses... cattle... and stories around a campfire... times when a handshake means your word... The wild west where self_reliance, freedom, individuality,inventiveness and equality of apportunity are all prevailed.
You can see this western spirit in the Frontier House, and see authentic people, places, gear, and traditions of cowboys, past and present, right there.

Modern Families experienced the 1883's life on the American Frontier facing many challeneges like; hunger, fear, the nature and neighbors.

If i got the chance to read about it before, it wont be as remarkable as when I saw it in the class in the Frontier House show.

The Clune Family and Self Reliance

Look at what the notion of self reliance has done to the Clune family. Their survival is in danger, and they're too proud to ask for help. The Glenns know this, and they want them to admit that they're helpless. I'd say this is a cruel, negative side to this American value.
At the same time, the Clune kids speak ill of the Glenn family for forsaking them. I wonder if they are learning the aspect of self reliance.

Frontier House

Yesterday we watched an episode of frontier house where all the contestants had to work hard for their houses and to eat, they used the most important american values, self-reliance and inventiveness because at that time they didn't count on anyone else but themselves and use all their creativity to survive.

Byebye,,,

I just stopped by to say goodbye to my classmates and Cara.
I didn't realize that I'm the last person in the photo of this front page.
Vehbie.. Ziyad.. Cris.. and me
Time flew really fast...like an snapshot of cameras..
I still remember the time when I took cara's idiom class for the first time..
Thank you for your enthusiastic lessons..
It was my pleasure to have you Cara as my best teacher and it will last forever for sure.
take care and keep in touch !

"To learn another language is to possess another soul" Cara said once..
and I guess now I have another one thanks to Cara, who is the greatest teacher,ever.

6th.august.2010

Dear diary.

It's time to step back and think back on my old days in the USA(a.k.a Kaplan!!). For me, Kaplan was the USA, because all the people I know now are or were from Kaplan and all the English I have learned is from Kaplan. When I arrived the school for the first time, I was afraid of everything. At that time, I was not an adventurer because I was busy with protecting myself from everything around me in the new country. However thanks to nice friends and nice teachers, now I feel as comfortable as when I was in my country.
I can remember every single moments that I've gone through here. I remember the moment when I met Yeonhee, I remember the moment when I met Cara and Jessica, I remember the moment when my classmates and I shouted that we want to go clubbing in New jersey and I remember the moment when I saw the chupacabras. Every single moments is very special and precious, so I want to keep them in my closset so that I can't forget them and I can see whenever I want to, but I know that it is impossible. However, I believe that, at least, I will be happy whenever I look back the life here even if I forget some of the memories.
This is my last diary on Cara's class blogs. I think my lazyness is cured perfectly thanks to keeping diary here. I don't know how many people have read my diary and how the people feel about this, but I appreciate you reading this and It was awesome to get qualification for keeping diary on this blog. Thank you Cara and Goodbye everyone.

5th.august.2010

Dear diary.

Has my diary been narcissistic??
I learned blogging and narcissism in the classroom, and I thought about if my diary had been narcissistic or not. I don't want my diary to look like that, because narcissists are a kind of people who I don't like and I don't want to be like them. I would rather be a serious dreamer or a mindless blogger than a narcissist.

This I believe : Be cool to the pizza delivery dude.

I chose this topic from www.thisibelieve.com, because it was interesting and I was curious about what Sarah adams who is a writer of this essay and who is an english professor at Olympic Community College would talk about in this essay.
She said that we should be nice to the pizza delivery dude, and there are a few principles. Hilouriously, these principles reminded me American values.

Coolness to the pizza delivery dude is a practice in humility and forgiveness.
Coolness to the pizza delivery dude is a practice in empathy.
Coolness to the pizza delivery dude is a practice in honor and it reminds us to honest work.
Coolness to the pizza delivery dude is a practice in equality.

I've never thought about the pizza delivery dude in my life. For me, the pizza delivery dudes were just helpful people who deliver me a pizza eventhough their behaviors are not that polite and sometimes make people angry by driving their motocycles crazyly.
In Sarah's essay, she is not admiring them. She also thinks that the pizza delivery dudes are not nice people and sometimes annoying. At some point, she is even criticizing them. However at the same time, she is saying that there are some things we can learn from them.
Although their job is not a perfect job and some of them are rude, they are hard workers, so we have to show them forgiveness and empathy. In addtion, according to Sarah, they deliver pizza to young and old, families and singletons, gays and straights, blacks, whites and browns, rich and poor, vegetarians and meat lovers alike, so we can learn equality from them.
Reading her essay about the pizza delivery dude was very interesting, because her view points are totally different from mine and it gave me a lesson.
From now on I will be cool to the pizza delivery dude and I am going to look for what I hadn't recognized in my daily life like the pizza delivery dude's value.

Tommorow will be a better day :)

I heard a boy who was a student in NYC and he believed that he and his generation will see a beeter world. Both Korea and Ameican parents are always worried about their children's future. Also, the boy, Josh,eavesdropped his parents' conversation about his future.
He thought about his great-grandfather and grandfather when they were in his age. They participated in ww1and 2. But at the end of the war they found good things like passage of civil rights. And he realized that he would see a better world and all things were going well like his grandfathers. So he told his father not to worry because tomorrow would be a better day.
Yes. I totally agreed with him. I was negative person. These days I was really worried about my internship. I thought my English was not good enough to work in American industry. But I changed! I believe myself and also Tommorow will be a better day !!!

Nobel Prize-Winning Chemist Roald Hoffmann's This I Believe Essay

The Tense Middle



Just what I had thought when I learned about chemical equilibrium! When many kinds of chemical substance are mixed, the ratio of their amount always has a middle point, and that point is not fixed; it depends on the environment. Depending on the temperature, each amount, etc., the middle point dynamically changes, but is also determined by a constant. Why can't we also stand at a middle point, not biased to either side? Why can't we be agile and adapt to different situations? Things are usually not so black or white. We should take our time, assess the circumstances, and carefully choose which is best for your immutable value, your constant.

Yo-Yo Ma's I believe...

According to Yo-Yo Ma’s I Believe story, he believes in the infinite variety of human expression.

He is a musician of many cultures (Chinese, French, and American) who thinks that every culture has its uniqueness.

He felt uncomfortable to choose to be in only one culture; he decided to select the good values of each culture and embraced them. After that he applied his belief to music, which he thought that it also didn’t belong to any cultures or any countries.

He stated that all of us have different, unpredictable, and infinite way to express ourselves. We must look beyond the point that we have assigned to do but find the point that fits the way that we want to be.

4th.august.2010

Dear diary.

Nothing special happened to me today. It was a normal day. It was so normal that I can't think of anything interesting. Ah! the only one that was interesting is the fact that I got a free burito on the way home. I'm shivering with the fear of my last day in Kaplan thesedays and I think because of that I can't pay attention to what is going on around me. I need to desensitize myself to my fear.

From ThisIBelieve: Live your life so that you will have no regrets

I've read and listened to the essay of Nancy Yucius on http://thisiblieve.org/. She believes in the importance of living the life without having regrets. In her essay, she refers to her mother's and to her own life describing all the phases of their lives and the wonderful and exceptional moments she could enjoy along the way. It was her mother who had told her to live the life without having regrets, and Nancy did so. She really did everything she wanted to do, and wasn't afraid of making new and extraordinary experiences.
Now, as an old woman, she's diagnosed with colon cancer. When I was listening to her story, and when she told about the fact that she'll probably die in about one year, I was completely shocked. At this point, I expected to hear some descriptions about desolation, desperation and sadness. Unexpectedly, she didn't mention not even one negative word. She was still believing in life, and was thankful for all the wonderful moments she has had. This positive energy and strong will to live is just impressive. It seems that she is balanced with herself and that she feels peace inside because of the way how she has lived her life. In addition, she also wants to encourage us to live our lives without regrets, and to use our time. I admire this woman, and I'm really touched by her story. It makes me thinking about my life, and one day, when I'll be looking back on my life I would like to say too: I've lived my life and I don't have to regret anything.

Is blogging narcissistic?

I don't think that blogging is narcissistic but it's a way to try to be attentioned by other people.
Sometimes I feel weird becuase of some people who post their feelings in their online diary. I can't understand why they put their sadness on the internet. Those kind of diaries make my feeling bad because whenever I read the diaries, it seems that they want other people's consolations on purpose. Also sometimes they look selfish.
So, I think blogging is not narcissistic but posting their feelings looks not good.

Is blogging narcissistic?

Personally, I think that it depends on what the blogger post. If the person likes to keep a diary of he or she had been doing is not narcisisticn but if the person always talk about themselves and how perfect they are is obvious that the person is vain and narcisist.
I have a lot of friend who has a personal blog and they are very good people but they like to write what is happening to them everyday even if it's bad or goodm

Is blogging a narcissistic act?

Saying that blogging is a narcissistic act is way too extreme to me. If it were, our cyber world be much more unrealistic. And I would feel so sorry for many of my friends who always post their stories or any information on their blogs.

I don't think that blogging is a narcissistic act. The habits of narcissism and blogging are totally different. Blogging is a way to express one's feeling, emotion, or idea. It doesn't mean that those bloggers admire themselves too much. And if it were, blogging would not become such this popular.

3rd.august.2010

Dear diary.

Each people in the world has their own lives and memories. There is nothing that is not important among them. They all are important and very precious, so, many people try to keep the memories by taking pictures or keeping diaries. On the other hands, other people try to concentrate on just experiencing and believe that there is not anything that can keep our memories but our eyes, nose and ears. I don't know which way is better way to keep our memories. If I have to choose only one way between concentrating on taking pictures and concentrating on enjoying the moment, I will choose second one. I'm saying like this but I don't know why I am always busy with taking pictures whenever I find out something awesome our something new.

Narcissism & Blogs

If posting on blogs were narcissistic activity, this place would be the temple of narcissism and I would be one of the most devoted narcissist here, because I've kept diary here everyday from june.
I don't think that blogs are narcissistic. The one that is narcissistic is not blogs but a person who posts something that is to show off him or her or to romantize him or her life. As posting on a blog is getting popular, people show their opinion easier than when they show their opinion offline and it is true that some of them ronmantize themselves in order to make other people also admire them. However, in this case, the people are narcissistic. Many other people are using blogs efficiently.

Is blogging narcissistic?

My answer is NO. I usually post some pictures of mine and keep a diary on my homepage. Also people who visit my hp can see my pictures and read my diaries. I want my family and friends to know what i did, do and will do. Also my hp is the place where i can express my feelings or opinions freely. Most of my friends use their blogs like me. But no one is narcissist and i have NEVER felt that they are narcissists.

What is a narcissistic post anyway?

I wrote during class that I've never seen a post that looked like an act of narcissism, or something along those lines. I'd thought that one would have to praise oneself in the post for it to be narcissistic, but maybe my definition was too narrow.

If public diaries being narcissistic means that you're just focusing too much on yourself, who doesn't? Everything that I see, every thoughts that I have are my experience. You can never write anything that has nothing to do with you. Now I'm exaggerating to the opposite end, but I'd say everyone's a narcissist.

Could someone show me an example of a post where the author is being narcissistic?

2nd.august.2010

Dear diary.

Because of my friends' and my troubleful trip to the hershey park, we almost died this morning. We were so tired that we couldn't distinguish between reality and a dream. When I fell a sleep, I felt like I was falling down to the unlimited space, which I dream whenever I'm tired. Fortunately, coffee saved us, so now I feel better, but in this morning I thought that I didn't want to go to any amusement park for 10 years because of my tiredness.

30th.july.2010

Dear diary.

Has summer gone??already? Today's weather was almost perfect like autumn. When it was hot, I wished that the sun had gone away from our galaxy but now, I even miss the summuer time. In korea, july and august are the hottest and humidest month in a year, so I had spent the hottest annoying weather every august. However the great weather today made me feel good and I wanna bring this weather to Korea for Augusts next year and the rest of my life.

Obama's speech

Obama's speech was very succesful, firstly because he had the charisma to made people believe in him and follow his ideas and secondly he represent the American Dream, he explained how his family survive in America, how his father being an imigrant could had a good life and raise him as a succesful person that he is nowadays. In addition, Obama had the power to give hope to the american people who were working very hard and still didn't had enought money to survive, he used this value to make people believe that they can pursued they dreams even if they are not rich enought.

OBAMA'S SPEECH!

I think that Obama's speech was a success because he mentioned very important American values such as equality of opportunities and hard work. At the beginning he told the story of his family and how his grandfather had dreams for his father and send him to the United States to be successful. For me Obama embodies the American Dream, his father is an immigrant, his mother is from Kansas, he has an African name and the became the President of the United States, he is an example for the people, he is a city on a hill, and he is the President of the most important country of the world.

In his speech he mention the American Dream, the idea of America being a City on a Hill, hard work, equality of opportunities, community, how to succeed working as a unity, freedom of speech, helping each other, etc... so, he mixed important American values with values from John Winthrop's speech "A Model of Christian Charity" and I think that was exactly what Americans were waiting for at that moment, a person who embodied new ideas with old ones.

Obama's speech

I think the reason why Obama's speech in 2004 was successful is because of his history. Of course his speech was great and so touching, but his family's story about overcoming hardships makes people touched by him. When I saw Obama for the first time, I was touched by only looking at him, because his background is usually same as minor's background in the USA. However he is standing infront of the whole America as the president of America. Just by looking at him, we have hope that we can do what we want to, even if we have a hard time now. This is the American dream which every American has. Therefore what he speeched could influence many people.

Keynote speech from OBAMA

I think that his speech was touching. Because when he told about his family, he mentioned the values that American put their values on these days like Amrican dream, equality of opportunity, hard working and Freedom. I guess It made people think that he is good enough to be their president. Even though he was young and unknown, he showed his abition and moved people's heart.

2004 Keynote Speech

I think this keynote speech is one of the most impressive speeches. Even though I am not American, I can feel my adrenaline is pushed by what Obama said. Less than 20 minutes, Obama pulled almost every American core values together. He used his personal background to be an evidence for the values of freedom, equality, diversity, and opportunity that he has gotten from this country.

One of the most touchable parts is when he mentioned about all Americans are one family: no black America, no white America, no liberal America, no conservative America, but we are the United States of America. He said that we are the one, your problem is also my problem. Furthermore, he said, in this magical country, everyone has rights to freely show their expression, to participate in political process, and also had a place for everyone no matter who they are. He emphasized that we still have the American dream and we can still hope, which are the values that most American have forgotten but are the things that they really want.

Obama's keynote speech at the DNC, 2004

In my opinion, Obama's speech was just amazing. He made it possible to include all types of citizens in his speech: all races, all ages, and all classes. The main elements he used in the speech were the most ancient and famous values of America. The remebered the people of the traditional values like freedom, equal oportunities, ambition and of the almost forgotten American Dream. He demonstrated with himself and his family, as examples, that the American Dream is still alive, and he motivated the peolpe that they should revive this dream in their hearts again. Nonetheless, he also mentioned new difficulties and problems in the American society, and that some changes had to be made in order to provide to everybody the same opportunities to live one's own American Dream. These words from the mouth of an African American politician on that important day showed the people that America had changed, but also that the old well-known values were still in the atmosphere. The Democrats didn't win that election because the people needed a little bit more time to comprehend and to accept this new age of the American society. Finally, the people realized it, and voted for Barack Obama as the 44th President of the U.S. in 2008. It's best described with Obama's slogan: "Change has come to America".

29th.july.2010

Dear diary.

Some of my friends and I ate sushi for lunch. While we were eating sushi, I realized that wasabi was awesome and cool and I thought that I wanted to be a person who was like wasabi. The texture of wasabi is very soft but its taste is so strong that we can't breath well when we eat it and it makes us cry. However we can not know that it is spicy before we eat it, because it doesn't have any strong smell whereas pepper powder has terrible smell. Moreover wasabi has an ability to make sushi ,which is one of the expensive food, delicious or disgusting. Although eathing only wasabi is not a good idea, I'm charmed by its strong influence.

Obama's speech

I was very impressed by what he said in his speech. but after that, the question just popped up in my head. how wasn't they elected as the president even thought Obama's speech was that touching? I'd like to know how Red side do. i guess the speech was a great first step for him to spread his clout.
that's why we can see him on tv a lot today as the president of the U.S.

Why was Obama's 2004 speech successful?

For my daily obligation to be skeptical, I'm not sure one can say it was successful when Kerry didn't win. But assuming it was, it must have been because he called upon so many of Americans' core values. Or do every speech do that? Then let me add to it his backgrounds, charisma, confidence and stuff. I think his background is a unique one.

28th.july.2010

Dear diary.

"I'm from Korea."
I've never feel shame when I say I'm from Korea. I'm proud of I'm a Korean, and I hope people notice that I'm a Korean girl before I say that eventhough it is really difficult. If people can't notice this fact, at least, I hope people don't say 'Ni hao' to me. I don't have any negative emotion to Chinese people, but whenever I hear 'Ni hao' or 'Hey! Chinese girl', I feel bad, seriously really bad.
I know that China is the biggest country in the world and Korea is one of the small countries. However, since I came here, I've been in this situation a lot and today too. At that time I couldn't do anything, but I'd like to say them "I'm from Korea"

Disney characters are so hardworking...or are they?

I just felt skeptical for no reason, (well, it's because I'm me,) so I went over all the Disney animated features I've seen to see if it's true.


Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs: Snow White does work hard doing household chores for the dwarves before taking a bite of the poisoned apple. ...Okay.

Pinocchio: The Blue Fairy saves Pinocchio from Stromboli, then he goes to Pleasure Island and smokes and drinks.

Fantasia: Not applicable.

Dumbo: Jumbo Jr. also drinks champagne, albeit in an accident. I'd say Timothy the mouse was responsible for his happy ending.

Bambi: Bambi's a buck?!

Cinderella: Like Snow White, she does do all the household chores, before hitting the dance floor.

Alice in Wonderland: I'd say it's also not applicable because it's just one crazy story.

Peter Pan: Hmm... I can't say that the kids slacked off.

Sleeping Beauty: The fairies and the prince do all the work. Aurora just sleeps.

The Jungle Book: Mowgli always does what he wants. He only chooses to stay in the "man village" because he sees a cute girl. He is lucky to have the wolves, Bagheera and Baloo around.

The Little Mermaid: Ariel cheats by making a deal with Ursula and it's the prince who saves the day again, although she does sing very beautifully.

Beauty and the Beast: Belle always takes care of her papa. The beast tries so hard to show his heart. I love this one.

Aladdin: Aladdin steals and later cheats with his magic lamp and magic carpet. He defeats Jafar because he's smart.

The Lion King: Hakuna Matata!!!

Pocahontas: They work so hard and don't have a happy ending, do they?! (which makes it more likeable)

The Hunchback of Notre Dame: Meh, I guess the three protagonists deserve their ending.

Hercules: At least Hercules trains with Philoctetes who looks a lot like Danny DeVito.

Mulan: Now that is a good example. I love Mulan's training scene. It's just different from Hercules'. Maybe it's Danny DeVito.

Tarzan: Tarzan tries hard to prove himself to the gorillas, and later passionately learns about humans.

Fantasia 2000: Not applicable.

Dinosaur: Aladar is such a brave leader, I can't find any flaws.

Sadly, most of the films released after this one, I haven't seen them. If I've seen it, I didn't pay much attention to it. I guess I'm too old now...


VERDICT: Hardworking! You knew I was just fooling around, having nothing else to do and bored. Pinocchio rescues his creator from inside Monstro, Aladdin and Simba try to set things straight... Oh, how I ended up admitting the fact. Not that I couldn't find enough faults...

But honestly speaking, the virtue of hard work seems to be emphasized in later films, although I'm not sure about very recent ones; they look so lighthearted. Also, the few female leads in earlier movies appear to be too passive, which is interesting when compared to Pocahontas or Mulan.

By the way, wow, I've seen a lot.

27th.july.2010

Dear diary.

Pacific Almond Trail Mix is very delicious. Raisins, cranberries, almonds, papaya, mango, pineapple are in it. Eventhough they are little bit sweet, it is my kind of snack, and eventhough nobody in our class likes it, I really love it. I need someone who can share our loving to Pacific Almond Trail Mix. Is there anybody????!!??

26th.july.2010

Dear diary.

I love nature.
I love everything in nature, but one thing that I hate in nature is insects. I think I feel loathing for insects. It might doesn't make sense that I'm saying that I love nature and I feel loathing for insects at the same time, because the number of insects are much more than the number of humans on the earth. However anyway I can't deny that I hate insects.
Today, when I came home from the school, there was a dead body of a very big insect(I don't know what the insect's name is) in my room. At the moment when I found it, my skin started to itch and I felt real, pure hatred. I don't know how the insect entered my room and what it tried to do in my room and how it died. It looked very strange. It looked like an alien. I hope this accident will never happen in my room again.

It's been a month since I arrived in Philly!

Although I've been in class for only three weeks, I came here quite earlier: June 25th. Has it been that long? Come to think about it, it went pretty fast, considering that I had no one I know in Philadelphia. Now I have about a month left to spend - hopefully with friends.

23rd.july.2010

Dear diary.

It's been a month since I posted my first diary here. Eventhough I postponed keeping diary a few times(like today), I like the time and I really enjoy the time when I think about what I am going to write about, because I can look back what happen to me very various view point. If I hadn't started keeping diary, I wouldn't have even thought about what happen to me today. Because of my "fatal" stomachache today, I can't concentrate on this much like any other days, I still like this moment.

22nd.july.2010

Dear diary.

I thought about my self-sacrifice, because of the cockcroach that we talked about in the class. It is pretty easy to sacrifice ourselves for ourselves, because we know that which value is more important for us. However, if we have to sacrifice ourselves for others, we start to hesitate about choosing between my profit and other people's profit. In this case, we face a dilemma, because our choice will influence not only ourselves but also the others.
To tell the truth, when I was asked if I would eat a cockroach when my parents' lives depended on it, I thought about how gross eating a cockroach is first. It was very unexpected and I was disappointed with myself, because I was supposed to choose saving my parents lives without thinking. I have thought that I will do everything for my family. I really hope this situation(choosing between eating a cockroach and saving my parents' lives) will never! never! happen to me.

spirituality of imperfection

The spirituality of imperfection is a kind of spirituality that was made io response to christianity and the difference between the two ways of thinking is very tiny: christian religion says that you should do your best un reach perfection, the spirituality of imperfection instead assume that you could never be perfect because it is the human nature to be affected by imperfection and mistakes. I think that the second one is the one that better fits reality, but i still prefer christianity because it doesn't put any limit to a person improvement and that would make us struggle the most to make ourselves better and better, also if we know from the beginning that we'll never reach God's perfection...

HUMAN BEING = IMPERFECTION

Imagine if human beings were perfect, that's the most boring idea ever!... the special thing about people is that we all are different, if everyone were perfect we all would be the same, because the concept of perfection would be the same for everyone. I think that people are equal to imperfection and that's what makes people competitive, interesting and different.... the spirituality of imperfection show us how to understand and accept our errors and I think that is our job to improve and learn from our mistakes!

I think that nobody is perfect and our nature is to have flaws and make mistakes that will teach us to improve our lives, for me human perfection doesn't exist but we fix our mistakes to reach a point of happiness and success I your life, the example that our teacher made comparing beisball and football with the different philosofy of life was perfect and I agree with the beisball players because we will always going to respect someone who make less mistakes than you.

Imperfection

I think people can't be perfect. If they are perfect, why do they have to strive for perfection? It is said that people are growing while they are making mistakes. As they make mistakes, they can find their flaws and close to perfection. But if they make many mistakes, can they be perfect? No. People have their own line of perfection and even though I think I'm perfect all people don't agree with me. And, also, there are always some people who are better than me. So, I mean people can overcome their flaws and try to be perfect. BUT nobody can't be PERFECT.

Imperfection!

We have read the text and we think that it is very interesting. Although we think it is very interesting, we don't agree with the message that spirituality of imperfection wants to convey to the readers. In fact it doesn't take under consideration that the task of each human being is to work on his flaws and weaknesses, withouth them ruling on their persona, only because man is considered imperfect.

imperfection

when i was in a high school and practiced singing to get acceptance from a university, i always wanted to be perfect. i really wanted to sing perfectly without any mistakes so i hoped it gave people some stunning impression. i thought only perfect performance could do that. i was so obsessed with it. now i think i weren't happy at all. pursuing perfection is kind of sweet poison. i'm not going to say it's wrong. it's worth a try but i don't think i can be last that long. it's tough. everyone can make mistakes and i also have made countless mistakes in my life.it's not a shameful thing.just take mistakes as a proof that you are human-being

The contemplation of Imperfection

Have you ever met a perfect person without any flaws? My answer is no. I know somepeople who seem perfect, but even if the people seem perfect, they can not be perfect 24/7. I believe that the reason why they seem perfect is they have struggled for perfection, and the reason why they started to struggle with that is, usually, because of their flaws. This means that even people whom we admire or hold in high regard might not be perfect. However we don't have to be disappointed with this fact, because actually we admire their ability to confront their flaws and ability to struggle with human's imperfection, which many people are afraid of.

Nobody is (im)perfect...

Nobody is perfect. This phrase is common in many cultures and it exists in many languages. But do we really believe that?
Most of the people try constantly to improve their lives, and they often follow examples. This examples can be, for exmample, people that have more money, a more attractive appearance or simply more success in their work. These people seem to live a better life because they seem to be more perfect than ourselfs.
However, if you look closer, or if we actually get to know them, we can recognize that they also have imperfections. In my opinion, people like following these examples because this imagination of perfection drives them to strive for a better life. At the end, there doesn't exist any perfection. We all make mistakes, and many times we can't succeed. Positive thinkers might believe that there's always the chance to change a bad situation, and to turn it into something better. By contrast, a negative thinker might believe that from the beginning on there didn't have existed any chances to avoid bad things that happen to us, and that we don't have the power to change anything.
I believe that we all should keep on trying to find our way and the life we want to have. In order to succeed we need to try to avoid mistakes. If we make mistakes, we should recognize them but we shouldn't become desperate. The only way to turn a mistake into something positive is to learn from it. And sometimes it's necessary to commit mistakes in order to get to know the way to do it right.
Finally it's not about making mistakes. It's about how to handle mistakes, and how to see the new chance of doing it differently after having made the mistake.

The Conflict of Good and Evil

St. Augusten has revealed the truth of our nature when he wondered " Why do I fail to do things I know I should do and do things I know I shouldn't" ??!!

The conflict between good and evil is one of the precepts of life in every person. It is also considered to be a universal part of the human condition.It is the inner light where you can find "seed of Light" in every human soul.

It shows discernment between good and evil, revealing the presence of both in human beings and, through listening to inner guidance, you find the alternative of choice. It is the human beings nature having the two sides of life.

The potentialities of evil as well as good are latent in every one. It is YOUR OWN CHOICE to be good or to be bad by implementing and adapting your own behaviours in this life.

Perfection itself is Imperfection

What is the real perfection anyway???
For me, I don’t think that there are any perfect people or perfect things exist in this world.
Even in the “Happily, Ever After” Disney World, the characters have to go through a lot of things.
If we all believe that imperfection is impossible…. We would have lived “peacefully” since our ancestor.
Such that, I think sometimes Perfection itself is Imperfection…

21st.july.2010

Dear diary.

Sometimes, some smell reminds me some memories and experiences in the past which I forgot. When I realized that the smell is something that I smelled before, I started to concentrate on smelling. From the moment, the most important thing is recalling all the memories and trying to find out which part of my memory the smell is related to very soon, because if I can't recall my memory before the smell is gone, I will never have a chance to think of the memory again. However the one thing that I should keep in mind is the fact that my face will look hilarious in other people's view.

The Spirituality of Imperfection

I think this theory can be read in different ways, and might lead a person to misinterprete its true meaning -which I still don't really understand-.
Every single human being is endowed with a mortal shape and with flaws. Nobody is perfect and probably nobody is made to be perfect. We can strive for perfection, but never truly reach it and touch it. I, personally, don't share the opinion of the author when it comes to improvement of mankind's condition. Acceptance of this limited condition isn't enough. I said we can not be PERFECT, but we can ALWAYS do better. We can ALWAYS try to improve ourselves, and wish for us to become a good person -in and out-, or at least a better one.

Spirituality of Imperfection

Who's actually obsessed with being perfect, anyway? Well, I am a perfectionist, but really, if someone thinks he can make no mistakes, he's gonna have a sad life. Now I look pessimistic. By the way, I think Bongsung had nothing to say because he really couldn't understand the whole thing. He's so perfect, he doesn't know what imperfection means.

20th.july.2010

Dear diary.

Last night, in my dream, I floated around space. In fact, I don't know if that place was space or not, but the reason why I think the place was space is because there was nothing. There was not any obstacles that disturb me, there was not gravity, there was not weather and there was not even the air(but I could breath). There was so much freedom in that empty space without any limitation. However I couldn't do anything, which was very unexpected, because I was afraid of the freedom I felt. I hadn't thought that if I get freedom, I would be afraid of that. I had thought that I would do whatever I want to do, but I couln't eventhough that situation happened just in my dream. I'm not sure what this dream means, but I can be sure that I need confidence!

19th.july.2010

Dear diary.

On the way to come back home from Kaplan, I was embarassed by something.
I was sitting on the bus and thinking about something really fun. I couldn't hold back a laugh, so finally I was laughing alone. While I was laughing and trying to stop laughing, I made an eye contact one of the passengers. I was embarassed so I smiled at him, but he stared at me with cold eyes. He made me more embarassed. Fortunately, thanks to him, I could stop lauging alone, but when I think about that situation, I still feel ashame.

Meet Ozymandias, YunKu's Kickass Superhero...

Everyone in the proficiency class created amazing superhero origin stories last week, and we got to hear awesome stories about Captain V, Hibiscus Girl and The Target, but my socks have been knocked all the way off by YunKu's origin story for his hero, Ozymandias. Please enjoy it below!

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I am Ozymandias, king of kings. For over 3000 years I've lived and this is the story of how I came to be the wisest man in the world.



I was once a powerful commander in service of the Pharaoh of the kingdom now known as Egypt. As a budding soldier, I had always admired the ambition of the tyrant and had the same lust for power. Battle after battle, I grew stronger and the number of soldiers under my leadership doubled and tripled. I climbed the chain of command until there was no one greater, except for the Pharaoh, who never stopped keeping watch on me, therefore preventing any possible usurpation.



The king eventually sent me and my men to the southern lands to conquer the unconquerable: the Ethiopian barbarians. It was his ploy to eliminate me in fear of a coup, but I had no choice but to follow the order. It would be viewed as treason if we were to return unvictorious. The battle lasted for weeks, and our numbers diminished rapidly. When tomorrow comes, we would be outnumbered and annihilated. I figured that the only chance of survival was to silently ambush them in the middle the night. The desperate mission played out surprisingly smoothly, for the barbarians had been careless because of their impending triumph.



My archers took out the few patrols guarding the southern entrance to their camp. When the enemies realized what was happening, half of my men and I were already ravaging the site from the inside. At the sight of the rest of my soldiers attacking from the perimeter, the barbarians fell into a panic. I immediately found their ruler in his tent, who had just prepared himself for battle, and decapitated him with a single blow.



Then something fell onto the ground: an ancient artifact the warlord was carrying around his neck. I picked it up and instantly, I could see the entire battle surrounding the tent, the tides leaning towards our victory. It has given me the power of clairvoyance, the ability to see through far distances. It was what has been keeping the barbarians so invincible for so long. If the warrior chief had stayed vigilant, not falling asleep in arrogance, the barbarians would have known we were coming.

When we returned home, the surprised Pharaoh locked us out in the desert. But it was as expected, and I was prepared. Soon the king would dispatch an army to ensure our extermination. Before that could happen, we swiftly infiltrated our own palace. I knew what to do. I knew where to go and where to strike. With the artifact in possession, I was able to find the weak points of the king's new army and the fortress. The intelligence on the whereabouts of the enemies assisted me in quickly dispatching them little by little. Eventually, I had cornered the Pharaoh, and murdered him relentlessly.



I took the throne of the Pharaoh and called myself Ozymandias, king of kings, after Ramesses the Great. I ruled for decades with the aid of my precious artifact. All of Egypt came to fear me not only because of my savage command, but also because of my never changing appearance. I never seemed to age. In time I realized that it was because the artifact had also granted me immortality. I was worshipped like a god. There was none that could overcome me.



Then one day, during my daily psychic expedition, I learned that there was in fact a counterpart to my artifact. It was told that its wielder would be able to manipulate the thoughts of others near him, therefore directly controlling them. For the first time in decades, I feared. I feared that if anyone other than me acquires the counterpart, he would eventually defeat me. For years I searched the entire land, both psychically and physically. Graves were dug open, villages were torn apart. The artifact wasn't of much help when I didn't know where to look.



In the end, it was the magi who had fled the kingdom under my rulership that found the counterpart. They were coming for me, turning my men one by one to their cause with the power of their artifact. I did not know what to do. I did not know where to go and where to hide. So easily, I was overthrown, just like the barbarian warlord and the Pharaoh before me, and all the countless other tyrants I've since come to witness over the millennia.



But they didn't kill me. Instead, I was deprived of the privilege to die. After endless torture, as a final punishment, I was mummified along with the artifact in my hands so that I was kept alive, forever trapped and sealed away in my useless, broken body. They wanted me to eternally suffer and feel remorse for what I have done. Regret I did.



I saw the vanity of power only now that I have fallen myself. I felt limitless frustration that my time has ended. For years I hoped that one day someone would find my tomb, take my artifact away and save me from despair. I used the artifact to see if such an event would happen, but it would only deepen the agony. Rare passers-by never knew what was hidden nearby, which made me anguish all the more, because the mind-controlling artifact was lying right next to me, as if it was teasing me. It was there because the leader of the magi had stowed it away with me, and although he was brave, I regarded him a coward.



It was just within reach. If only I could get my rotten fingers on it...



Decades passed, and my mind was as close to a blank slate, with no desire. Just watching the outside world. Now my tomb was forgotten, buried deep in the middle of the desert. As all I could do was to make use of the artifact extensively, my affinity with the artifact grew over time. I became able to see many places simultaneously, and much farther: into the whole globe.



For centuries I have witnessed nations, religions, ideologies rise and fall. But the nature of men did not change. They continued fighting. Wars never ceased. All the while I began to also true happiness, hope, families and love. The slate was being filled with them. They were all there all along; I just wasn't looking for them. I started to genuinely repent my sins. I wanted to redeem myself from my crimes. I had a purpose.



It was just within reach. If only I could get my rotten fingers on it...



At first, I couldn't understand why such discrepancy existed among men, including myself in the past. But time has made me all-knowing, whose opposite is exactly the reason. The reason was their lack of knowledge. It took me millennia to gain so much wisdom and obtain my own unique sense of justice. How would such short-living lives be able to see what I see? Only I, the wisest being in the entire world, could help them. As I observed the revolutions, the technology, my mind became so brilliant that I could see the keen solutions to all of their unsolvable problems.



All the dilemmas except for one: how do I get out? I desperately desired to salvage the people out in the world from pain and misery. But I could see no way to help. For the first time in my prolonged life, I direly begged the gods for a way out. Then suddenly, I felt a tickle in my rotten finger. I was surprised that I had even felt something physically, for the nerves were dead. I realized that I was growing back my bones and flesh. My artifact has bestowed upon me immortality in the true sense. It was as if the artifact has been waiting all this time, testing its wielders to find someone qualified for its ultimate reward.



When my body had fully regenerated, with all the chemicals for the mummification process removed, I was briefly tempted by the counterpart item.



It was just within reach. And I could get my lively fingers on it...



But I did not require it. The wise mage leader had only utilized it to stop me, for the greater good. To use it upon others would be injustice. So I ignored it, and started to scrape away the tomb with my bare hands. Fingers were bruised and nails broke off, but soon grew back. I had to dig out for weeks, but it was a price I had to pay to set out for my path of redemption.



Now that I am free, I call myself again Ozymandias, king of kings, seeking to realize true justice in the world. There is none that can overcome me.

16th.july.2010

Dear diary.

I created a new superheroine today. Her name is HIBISCUS GIRL. It is not as cool as the Wonderwoman and it is even a little bit hilarious that superheroine's name is hibiscus girl, but I think that she is very nice girl. I'm gonna show her in the class, so I'll not talk about her much here. She is the first cartoon character that I make and this fact makes me feel that she is my child. I love her!

15th.july.2010

Dear diary.

I have a next door neighbor who is an old guy. He is very stoic person and when we meet each other, he just say hi without any emotion. For past few weeks, I hadn't seen him. Eventhough we hadn't had a conversation many times, I had worried about him, because he is very old and he is alone. But! fortunately I met him today! As usual, we said just say hi each other without emotion, but I was happy to meet him again. I have never thought that I would have an american neighbor, but now I have. I hope we will have a conversation more than 1 minute and will smile each other later.

SNEAKINESS!!!!

The question was what do you choose, FLIGHT OR INVISIBILITY... I chose INVISIBILITY!!!... for me people are sneaky by nature, so INVISIBILITY + SNEAKINESS are the perfect match! I think that's all about fun, so imagine the things that you can do if you were invisible... In class everybody said that invisibility could bring your bad side out, but sometimes being bad is super fun!!!!

Flight Vs. Invisibility

Yesterday our teacher asked us to choose between two traditional superpowers flight or invisibility, I choose the power of invisibility because I will like to see how sneaky I can be. Personally I think that nobody is perfect and everybody have a sneaky side that wants to be explored and this power is perfect for it, in addition I don't think that being sneaky is negative because you can use it to do good things too.

14th.july.2010

Dear diary.

OMG!! It is soooo difficult to write 3 diaries and 1 homework at one time! I deeply reget being lazy again.
When I was in elementary school, I had had homework which was keeping diaries for summer vacation. I often postponed to keep diaries and at the end of the vacation I always regreted that. I thought that I have changed alot from when I was a elementary school student, but eventhough I'm 21 years old now, it seems that I haven't changed. Usually, unchanging truths, such as water boils at 100 degree, are very useful, but my case is differn't. It is very personal and a vain unchanging truth. This should be changed and I will!

Flight vs Invisibility

If I could choose one superpower between flight and invisibility, I would choose flight(my nick name would be a Bird girl!).
The reason why I chose flight as my superpower is because I couldn't find any good things that I wanted to do with invisibility whereas I could find many awesome things easily with flight. Therefore I chose flight to have fun with flying and keep myself out of sneaky things and bad things.
Some people might say that invisiblility and doing sneaky things are human's instinct and I also think that it is true. However I don't think we should always follow our instinct. If we follow our instincts, it might satisfy our desires, but if it makes us feel uncomfortable, we can choose other options because we are humans who have more than instincts.

13th.july.2010

Dear diary.

My first day in Proficiency class!
It was bittersweet, because I love my advanced class so much and at the same time I love to join proficiency class. I think that every first day in somewhere is hard. Even if there are people who I know, adjusting to the new circumstance is still hard. I remember my first day in the US. Eventhough I was with my uncle and aunt and I had been excited by coming to the US, I was really depressed for a while. Moving to proficiency class is differnt from this and it is not that hard, but it reminds me earlier days in the US.

12th.july.2010

Dear diary.

Some bad things are happening around me, not exactly to me, to people around me. In addtion, all the accidents are so serious that I have never heard about these cases. I don't know if I can say this is fortunate, but fortunately because of these serious problems around me, I can confront my problems easly. I feel so sorry for the people who have serious problems thesedays, and at the same time I appreciate them. Is this too cruel to them??

My favorite Invisibility..

no actually it's not my favorite. I don't know. power of invisibility is more than just the power. flight can't be a proper rival to invisibility. as i said in class, having power of invisibility is sort of human's unsolved desire. for me, flight can be my future dream. but it's not enough as super power. i think a person who chooses flight as super power is lying to themselves. it cannot be denied. it's a instinct that flows in your blood. have you ever thought that when you saw you Mr. right or Miss. right and felt like you have to follow them to see what they usually do? however, becoming invisible is kind of lonely work. we should be ready to endure loneliness anyways.

Flight or Invisibility?!?

I choose flighnvisibility(read: flinvisibility), which is invisible flight. No sneaking on the ground. Only in midair. And I'd go floating around invisible...perfect...without footprints... Maybe I should call it invisiflight.

9th.july.2010

Dear diary.

This week's topic in advanced class was about art. I like this topic. The reason why I like this topic is, firstly, when I came to advanced class the topic was this, so this reminds me the time when I was in advanced class for the first time. Secondly this topic motivates me to refresh my mind and love my major again. Before I came to the US, I had loved my major too much to have an open mind. My loving it had been changed to get stress and I had been sick of studying it, so I've studyed just English since I arrived here. Actually I worryed about losing my passion to my major.
However studying this topic, I started to miss studying it.
As we learned, art always gives us some feelings(eventhough what I get from art this time is little bit different).

Dorothea Lange

Dorothea Lange, who became very famous for her photograph Migrant Mother was the photographer incharged of taking photos showing the condition of american people after the crash of Wall Street's stock market, and she did her work very well.
In her photos we can see what was the real condition of the people during the Great Depression and it's amazing how we feel uncomfortable still now watching at Dorotha's work.

THE GREAT DEPRESSION

It's amazing how a picture can describe the emotions of a person. Dorothea Lange's photos show desperation, pain and suffering of the people during the Great Depression. During this period of time the majority of people were living with no quality of life, people were really rich or really poor, there wasn't a middle class. For the poor people the situation was very extreme, they were living in the poorest neighborhoods, and from the pictures you can see the sadness and the desperation of the mothers. When I saw the pictures I felt all the emotions. The mothers were concern about how they were going to feed their children and they were desperate and extremely worried about the situation.

I think that the Great Depression was a very unfair time because there were a few people with a lot of money and a lot of people with no money at all.

8th.july.2010

Dear diary.

I learned a lot of new things.
Thanks to Cara and my classmates, I learned many kind of art, which was really interesting and helpful and thanks to Jessica, the teacher, I learned many things about the dinosours and animals in the science museum. Eventhough I did more things than yesterday, I feel great now. I guess it is because of coffee. I've never thought that I was addicted to something, but now I can understand what "addiction" means. Before my simptoms become serious problems, I think I have to control myself.
This is also one of the things that I learned today.

7th.july.2010

Dear diary.

OMG!! Today, my brain was almost exploded. I did too many things in one day and too many things happen at the same time. I hope I will handle them successfuly in order to avoid to regret.