hours

Yesterday I ran errands like a madwoman.

I was so frenetic, running all over Princeton doing these errands.

I stayed up all last night packing.  I only got one box done.  I did give my futon away to Shelley and Lova (so cute, the two of them).  I’m only a third of the way done in packing, I think… if not more.

Oh, yesterday, I stayed up for hours.  I mean, I was up for 26+ hours and I didn’t feel tired AT ALL.  AT ALL.  What is wrong with me?  I’m turning into Andrew Kim.  I finally forced myself to go to sleep at 4ish.  I woke up a few times because people called me and my alarms went off, but I mumbled, shut my alarms off, and went back to sleep.  I woke up at 4am, feeling nice (but super dry).

I made Julia sad yesterday because I welched on going to Flushing… I feel so bad about it.  …  She was so unhappy about it.  I’m glad to say our conversation ended happily (the two of us concluding we need a second honeymoon).  I spent a great deal of the day with Dahae, and that’s always good.

I’m not tired, but I feel so unmotivated when I think all that has to be accomplished by 11am.  (Realistically, needs to be done by 10.)  Okay, TIME TO START!

morning

I woke up in a panic thinking that I had missed my lunch appointment with Carlos.  I grabbed my phone — oh, 5:54am?

Teehee.  I saw 6am without having stayed up all night.  (Although it was more like a nap since I fell asleep after Appa left at around 5:30pm and woke up at 9.  I went to sleep at around 3:45am…)

I just had a long, leisurely breakfast at Colonial with Yoonju.  :]]]]]  Makes me so happy!  It’s an amazing way to start the day.

I think I’m going to get sleepy in a few hours…

I need to get this visa thing worked out.  -_-;;

비가 많이 오네~

so i was feeling all ranty and venty (nice, huh?) about my grades, when suddenly i remembered a joke my parents made a lot during freshman year.

아빠!!! 엄마!!! B가 너무 많아!!! (and all sort of variations)
Dad! Mom!  I have so many Bs!

아, 그래?  ㅋㅋㅋ  그럼 우산을 하나 필요하겠네… 하나 보낼 줄까?
Oh, is that so?  haha.  Then I guess you need an umbrella…  Should we send you one?

Premise of the joke is that rain in Korean is [bi] (like the singer).  So corny.

Oh, my standards are too low.

So what if my gpa sucks?  So what.  Maybe I won’t go to a good law school (or law school at all, haha) and… then… well, there are ways.  :)  After all, I’m not at Princeton to get good grades.

Although, I really ought to have higher standards and work harder.  Work more efficiently.  :)

grades

i just checked score final grades (i’ve been stalking it for a few days now)

and korean came up.

BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH

HOW COULD I HAVE DONE SO POORLY IN A CLASS I EXPECTED TO KEEP ME AFLOAT?! damn it.

for the cavalier attitude i have towards school, i sure do let grades bother me. not as much as it used to, for sure, but…

it’s not like it’s a terrible grade, but it ain’t good fo’ sho’.

…

appa came and left. i already miss him. i can’t believe i won’t be able to spend more than a week at home.

eumin sent me cookies [big smile] steph, i know you love them. where are you?

… aw, crap.

we just got an email that our soc papers are done graded and waiting for us in wallace. i’d go pick it up but it’s wet and raining outside… and i’m so sleepy. dahae and julia are both off campus. maybe i’ll just sit here and… mope. :)

links

i saw something on peter’s blog today — he wrote pretty much a summary of something that steph wrote on hers a little while back.

i just realized that — teehee — my journal has become sort of a spring board for linking people.  honestly, where would zach have gotten half of his links from had he not found mine?  :p

i’m so tired.  appa is coming tomorrow… it’ll be so so so good to see him.

<3

fishies

oh my gosh, this sounds just like what has been running through my head this year.

it sounds like something that i’ve been struggling to come to terms with this semester.

it sounds like something i’ve been trying to reconcile my “healthy attitude toward grades” with, something i’ve been trying to explain to the underclassmen who supposedly admire my hands-off approach to academics.

after all, why am i here?

this semester, i didn’t work hard enough, i didn’t care enough, i didn’t like my classes enough. it’s too late to remedy this (except i guess i could try to enjoy the last two finals that i have… which i kind of am?), but it is something i must keep in mind for next year.

and like my darling sib says, not just academically, but spiritually as well.

i still got it.

sometimes i need a little ego boost.  in the most minor of ways.

happy sumin

in the vein of yoonju’s last post:

left, eumin; right, me.

isn’t eumin so absoballyflippinlutely cute?*

* redwall reference, teehee.

audience

who are you?

why are you here?

it seems that more people than i expected actually read this thing.  more people at school, and even some people i don’t know.  (although, as julia will yell at me, i have no qualms about online relationships.  no, no, not romantic ones, but you know, friendships.)  the thought is oddly comforting (after all, why do i publish semi-private thoughts publicly?) but also disturbing.

i am curious as to who you are.  thanks for reading.  feel free to say hi.  or you can just email me.

oh, my little eumin

HAHAHAHA

I haven’t checked the Clarion Ledger (the Jackson/metro paper) website in weeks… but while I was writing my take home (I finally started writing it) I decided to check it on a whim.  (By the way, if you get a chance, you should check out Marshall Ramsey’s political cartoons.  That man is a hoot.  (I met him in high school.  Great guy.)  He was nominated I believe twice for the Pulitzer Prize.)

I saw an article at the top about summer jobs for teens and how hard it is to find them, and my interest piqued, I ctrl+clicked it. I scrolled down to see what else there was… and SUDDENLY EUMIN’S NAME POPS UP.

WHAT?!

I clicked on the link/picture (same article) and my little sister is the opening and ending quoted teen.  She sounds so mature.  OHHH HOW PROUD I AM OF MY LITTLE SISTER.

“Job hunt tough this summer” – Eumin Lee won’t be one of the thousands of teens pounding the streets this summer looking for a job.

She’s all grown up.