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.

Dorothea Lange Photo

This is a very powerful photograph which gives you an idea of the suffering of Americans during the Great Depression. It shows despair of a woman in her thirties and her two children. It provokes a feeling of uneasiness when you see it

Dorothea Lange

I searched for more of Dorothea Lange's photos of the Great Depression, and they were all indeed depressing. Not a single person on her photos seemed happy. Even the photo of nobody but just an empty road, called The Road West looked sad. It's amazing how one could feel the common atmosphere during the period by looking at just a few of her photos. Maybe it's the black and white colors. Maybe anybody could have taken photos of the everyday life of the time and they would still show the same thing.

By the way, the subject of the famous Migrant Mother, Florence Owens Thompson, was actually 32 years old at the time the photo was taken, which is still pretty younger than how she looks in the photo.

Dorothea Lange Photography

Today we talked about 1930's great depresion our teacher showed us a photo of a woman who seems very depressed and concerned about her life and her children, I found that her photographer was Dorothea Lange who became famous being a documentary photographer. I'm impress on how she managed to capture every feeling on the pictures that I searched on the internet, the one that I like the most wast the cover of her book restless spirit because she could capture a depressed kid who seems very concern about his life style, and personally I think that the most difficult thing is to capture a deep emotion like that in a kid.

6th.july.2010

Dear diary.

I felt like I was in a steam machine all day long. I had never been in extremely hot weather like today. My coundtry also has 4 seasons and in summer it is hot, but today's weather drove me crazy! I couldn't open my eyes because of the strong sunshine and if I had stood under the sun for 10 minutes, my skin would have gotten burn. I had to look for shadow at all time.
I know that many people love hot weather and always want to be under the sunshine, but I don't think I'm that kind of person. Usually, when someone asked me which weather I liked the most, I always couldn't choose one between winter and summer. However now I can choose one! I love winter!! and I don't believe in Summer loving anymore! but if someone brings me a nice air conditioner, I might fell in love with that person indoors.

5th.july.2010

Dear diary.

I love independence day!
I love fireworks, red, blue and white colored icecream, concerts, Thomas Jefferson, Benjamin franklin etc, if something is related to independence day, I love it.
Because I enjoyed my time with my friends a lot yesterday. Eventhough the weather was incredibly hot and people from all over the world came to the art museum and blocked all the streets and made me tired, it was awesome.
Unfortunately that was my first and maybe last independence day in the U.S, but I'll celebrate this holiday alone in my country from next year.
In my country, it is not common that all of the people gather to celebrate our national holidays. When we gather like yesterday, the purpose is to cheer our national sports team at the World cup game or the Olypic games. So I was very new for me and I was impressed.

2nd.july.2010

Dear diary.

The begining of the long weekend was normal. I'm trying to save my energy to enjoy fireworks on sunday. After today's class, my friends and I ate lunch together and came home and took a nap. As usual, I exercised and also saw rabbits.

1st.july.2010

I went clubbing today. The club was Philly club in Kaplan!! I'm kind of a phillyclubphile, because I like walking around and looking around philadelphia. I don't remember when I started to join philly club, but I almost always join it.
Today, we went to the old city. The old city looked really old, and I could find the early year of philadelphia in the middle of the city. I'm not a historical person but whenever I see old things, I feel relieved and happy even if I don't have no idea about the things. I spent a great time in the club as usual, moreover the weather was perfect so I could enjoy the lovely day completely.