Wednesday, December 3, 2008

#5

I don't know what exactly I want to be in the future but I know that I'm going to study hard. I'm going to check how much I can do. I'm going to see how much I achieve later. I'm going to use it for public need. I'm very much interested in environmental issues, language or communication, psychology, and philosophy. I want to dig one of those issues real hard. I really want to help people who have language problems because of their different backgrounds and who have even more serious problems because of their fear of losing self-esteem from not fluently speaking english. And I want to help people who have family and personal problem because it is hard for them to fit them in the different society after immigrance to the U.S. Well, a lot ideas, but not that organized. That's why I'm here to study and figure out what I can do the best for people. I don't want to hoard what I've got, but I want to share it with my family, other people, and communities.

#4

Ah.. Now, I am a college student. I had never gone to a college before even in Korea. I was not a good student. I was not bad. I was a good person to myself but not the authoritarian school system in Korea. I resisted to go to school. I loved reading books, books, and books. Don't be confused about the books. Not text books. I didn't like text books, the most boring books ever. I was even in a school storage room or empty extra activity rooms to read out of class. I was well know at the school about it. Nobody really told me what to do because they knew that reading books was much more exciting than learning about spells of english words. Anyway, I am here to study, and I still don't think my reading book, not taking classes on time, gives bad influence at all to my present life. Well, it would be nicer if I couldn't experience more about why forcing students to study more 15 hours a day is bad for them by attending classes more often.

#3

I used to work at Koreanair LA office. I was a ticketing, customer service, and checking-in agent. There was literally nothing that I didn't do there. I enjoyed working there a lot for a while. But I figured that I loved working with people but not with customers. I got a cynical view point from my work. Yes, some parts of it is my problem. But still, it is really important to find a right job for you. Anyway, it was a kind of dead end job. I started thinking of my future. What if I would still be behind the check-in counter to put the piece of paper to get it printed out flight schedules and stuff when I am 40 and 50 years old. It was a nightmare, right? So, I made up my mind to invest time and effort to my future. I quited the job and started schooling here in SMC.

To be continued..

#3

#2

It was a nice warm day in Silver Lake. It was about 8 months after I moved here in the U.S. I kind of started to like the California life. I was out to jogging around the lake. I loved the area. I could at least sit at the coffee table to read news papers and to do some day dream about Korea. I met lots of nice people. I really appreciated people around me and my husband who took a good care of me. He has been my favorite person for almost 9 years. A butter boy met a Kimchi girl in Korea and ask her to marry him. He and I make a great couple even though we are not perfect. Sometime he doesn't know why I have to eat fresh garlic with Korean BBQ. I sometime don't know why he has to eat unsaltened pork chops with unsaltened broccolis with cream. But I'm gettiing used to my husbands teast and actually enjoying it.

To be continued..

#1

Feb. 14. 2006. I arrived at LAX airport. Yes, my first time ever. I was born in 1978 in Daegu, Korea. I had a great life there with my family and friends. I had the dignity about everything I had and I loved my life in Korea. So, of course, I had never thought to leave my country... until I got married. I got married in 2004. I'm pretty settled down now but the first year I came here in the U.S. was not that easy. Even though I was happy with my loved soul mate, it was still weird to have somebody who shared my bed, my kitchen, and literally everything all of sudden. I missed my Korean life and all kinds of stinky food so much. I didn't want to smell butter in my egg everymorning any more. haha.. yes, I can laugh now, but it was really hard at that time.

To be continued..

Wednesday, November 12, 2008