A Man’s Best Friend

I know this may seem like the lamest thing ever… but for many of my young years I had always aspired to have a pet fish. It just seemed so perfect to me. I mean I wouldn’t have to take it on walks or worry about it causing allergic reactions. Even if it never really knew who I was, even if it would constantly hit its head against the glass bowl, and even if it practically didn’t do anything at all, it would be my fish.

And, I almost did get a pet fish until I realized I had absolutely no idea what I would do when the awful day would come when… um… Charles (sure, why not) would be floating at the top of the bowl belly side up. It was, and still is, slightly horrifying to think about.

So, I scratched that idea.

And as a result I am still pet-less.

However, if I could presently have an imaginary pet with an infinite lifespan (because I would definitely get attached to it too quickly) I’ve got to say that I would get… a dog. Probably a lab or a golden retriever (I know, the two most stereotypical breeds, but hey, there’s a reason why they’re so popular). I’ve always longed for a companion, especially since I’m an only child. How nice it would be to have… Charles (I’m still going with this really random name) bound excitedly up to me everyday when I returned from school, waging his tail behind him:)

But in all sincerity, pets really can be and are important parts of one’s family. They help illustrate and help us understand the true meaning of friendship, love, loyalty, and happiness. I hope one day I too will be able to experience the joy in taking care of a pet. It’s definitely no surprise that a dog is called a man’s best friend.


OUr Society

Music is a wonderful, beautiful aspect of humanity that has the potency to change us from within in ways that we can never imagine.

However, just a few days ago, one particular song, sung by a group of young adults that were only a few years older than me, would break the hearts of many, sparking anger and forcing us yet again to contemplate upon the reality of the society that we live in.

I’ve got to say that when I first encountered this video in my English class, I was taken back by the lyrics of the song. They were just horrible. And yet, I wasn’t very surprised because these conflicts are not archaic but very much present in our day to day lives. So many novels have accounted for not only discriminatory issues but also issues on securing one’s own personal identity without the fear of setbacks.

These tensions are ubiquitous.

And sadly, they can not be quickly fixed. There’s so much history, so much pain, so much conflict. In order to create the ideal society, mere laws and policies can not be passed. The minds of the people, our minds, must be changed, so that through our eyes we do not see the flawed opinions based on stereotypes that overpower our pure judgement, but the unity that we hopefully share, the love of humanity, the love of happiness, the hope to discover the great power that has allowed us to become so unique.

Without change, which is quite difficult, there’s no hope.

I’m no Sherlock Holmes, but I know that I often get the look. The look that is so difficult to explain in words. The look that brings torment when an adult or peer seems to be able to see through me. And so, I have difficulty fathoming the reason and must come to conclusion that it’s just something about me that they dislike. Something about my identity that I will never be able to change. Like Ralph Ellison’s novel, I am/can easily become an invisible man in my present day society. Our society.

Running From The Minotaur: Labyrinthine Sentence

I would love to go to the moon, a place of utter placidity, where the influences of gravity seem negligible, and the earth could fit into the palm of my hand, visit the beaches of Hawaii, feel the warm sand between my toes, dive through the cool water and communicate with the slick dolphins, trek along the slopes of Everest, the cold whipping against my face, my lungs gasping for air, and the burning passion of perseverance, or even go back to the beginning of our universe, staring in complete awe, encounter the unexpected, and gain a hunger for more; I can do this all, here in the world of my imagination.

A Change In Key

http://cfile23.uf.tistory.com/image/246A7D36537FCCA73C609A My very first CD. *Sigh.

I was probably in 5th or 6th grade when I first ask to buy my first CD (it was also the first time for me to muster up enough courage to ask my parents… I’m really bad at asking for things that I don’t really need…). We had just gotten back from Korea the past summer and my uncle had sent with us a disc with a few Korean variety shows that he recommended for us to watch.

I, as a not very good Korean speaker, didn’t expect for much. I usually couldn’t understand very well and I also didn’t really get Korean humor.

However, there was one show that blew my mind. The show was called “I am a singer” (나는 가수다) and featured 7 artists (usually not very well-known) at a time and they would battle against each other. Through this show is how I first encountered Bum Soo Kim, a ballad/r&b/any other genre singer.

He was amazing, just amazing in my young eyes:0  

And so of course when my relatives in Korea insisted on buying me a birthday present (and let me tell you, there’s no backing out, you better chose something) I asked for one of Bum Soo Kim’s CD’s (I technically did buy this with my own money:)). I ended up getting his 7th album, the one that had been most recently released at the time, called Solista Part 2. There aren’t very many songs, but I still hold it dearly today. It’s something that I am very proud of and I still listen to once in a while.

By getting this CD/through Bum Soo Kim’s singing, I not only gained new tracks of music, but I gained self-confidence in both myself and my culture. I found my voice and experienced the power of music that I had never understood before. I had grown up playing piano and violin, yet until this moment I hadn’t discovered the true nature of music, how one’s own emotion and feelings could be integrated in a series of mere melodies. Also, I gained a growing desire to get better at Korean. I began to pay more attention to the culture that was within these simple variety shows and practiced reading more effectively by trying to pick up the comments at the bottom of the screen that would quickly disappear.

This event in my life was just the start of a journey into a totally different view on the world that has changed me forever. I do not know who I would  be today without it.