I Want to Be Like You

Her name is Jessica,
Everyone calls her,
Jess.

She is
Conscientious,
Prudent,
Serene
Courtesy.



You tell me
To depict her,
I will.



Jess,
The second daughter,
God's child,
Adopted,
Embarks her life,
With parents,
Not her own,
But still
She is loved.


She smiles
Day and night,
The leaves fall,
The sky thunders,
The sun sets,
Still,
Her smile never fades.


Her face,
The face,
That makes every guy fall in love,
The masterpiece,
A diamond,
A crystal,
The rainbow.

Her personality,
Flows like the pacific ocean,
Shines like the sun,
Warm like a mothers hug,
Funny like a comedian..
She is the girl,
Who never gets rankled,
Who has no inkling.

Her parents never
Confiscated her cellphone,
Because she listens,
Respects,
Obey.



Jessica,
The A student,
Is never lackadaisical
About work.

I want to be like you.
You ignore all the insults,
The gossip,
The guys,
And live a life
With a smile,
Laugh,
And hope.

You stop when you see,
Your friend crying,
An injured person,
A poor girl begging.

You give the girl,
50 cents,
Your smile,
Your heart,
And Gods words.

I want to be like you.

Holden Caulfield

Whooton School
Kicked out,
Elkton Hills,
Kicked out,
Pencey Prep
Kicked out,
I change my school,
Like people change
Their hair color.


I lived in Ossenburger Memorial Wing
of the new dorms.
Ward Stradlater,
My room mate,
That moron,
Thinks he's a hot-shot.


Ackley Kid,
Roomed next to me,
Never did I see,
Him brushing
His lousy teeth,
He damn near,
Made me sick,


That sick bastard.
I'm quite illiterate,
But I read a lot.


I know a few,
Authors too:
My brother D.B,
Ring Lardner,
Isak Dinsen,
Somerset Maugham.


It's night right now,
Ackley kid,
Boy, does he snore
Like a madman.


It's quite here,
You can't hear no cars
Anymore.
I got up,
And packed my two Gladstones,
Off to the goddam corridor,
Down the silent stairs,
With my red hunting hat on,
And my Gladstones,
And yell,
“Sleep tight, ya morons!”
I bet,
I woke up every bastard
On the whole floor.


Then I got the hell out.

This Lullaby

This Lullaby by Sarah Dessen is such a touching book that I could easily relate to. Sarah embraces the reader in and puts you inside the protagonist, Remy's shoes. Remy is a 18-year-old girl who is soon going to college. She is the daughter of a working romance author, who has got divorced four times, and is now working on husband number five. Remy says, "She takes on husbands the way other people change their hair color: out of boredom, listlessness, or just feeling that this next one will fix everything, once and for all."


The song, "This Lullaby," which is now popular, haunts Remy because it was a song dedicated to her by her dead father--who was once a musician and never got to see his children. Because Remy sees her mothers failed relationships, she is closed to love, self-protective , and has no faith in it.

Remy had a lot of boyfriends, slept with them, but just for the sake of it. She knows when to give them the "speech" when she feels like it's getting serious or deep. Love is like a map to her. She knows what to do and when to dump them. She experienced this several times and is good at it too. Her rules for boys break when she meets a guy named Dexter.

Dexter is messy, impulsive, annoying, and a musician, like her father. Dexter falls in love with Remy and shows his interest in her. She doesn't have the slightest feeling for him but still Dexter doesn't succumb. Remy knows what to do: Ignore him. But after spending time with him, Dexter slowly takes Remy's heart and shows her, that he isn't like other guys who breaks her heart, and truly loves her. They finally get together, and Remy realizes she took a step towards real love, a love she never thought it existed in her world. Remy doesn't even sleep with him, when thats the usual thing she'd do. Remy has a feeling she's in danger falling in love with him, but surprisingly, she can't control her feelings. She is frustrated because she can't get rid of him.

Dexter wants to be more than a summer fling, and has hope in their relationship. What would happen? Does Remy think like that too? Will she give him the "speech" and moves on with her life? Will she get to learn the lesson of true love over time?

Sarah Dessen is an incredible author. I don't get bored reading her books at all. She has a great imagination and makes the readers crave for more about the story. She uses protagonist that are believable, and able to relate. The story is realistic, and gives us the image of the struggles in teenage girls. Though you can't hear the protagonist talking, you can feel their tone, and picture their acts and their personality. This Lullaby is a book that can teach you real meaning of love and can tell you that life can sometimes be lost in a wrong path, but later finds its way to its destination. I recommend this book to anybody who is now struggling with love, and doesn't know what to do.

My Mom

Is my handkerchief.
My Mom is my umbrella,
My Jacket,
The roof of the house.


My mom is a kangaroo,
Protective,
Loving,
Tender,
Unselfish,
Sacrifisies for it's young.


My mom is the big waves.
Crashes onto me,
Big pressure,
Drowning,
Unable to rise
Above water.


My mom is a lion.
My mom is the queen.
Respect her,
Honor her,
Listen to her,
Love her.


My mom is my nurse,
She has the ability,
To heal my hurts,
To calm my fears,
So that I could face the world,
Feeling safe,
And secure.


My mom is my friend.
My mom is a chauffeur.
She is my teacher,
My encourager,
My role model.



My mom is the weather.
Rainy,
Sunny,
Cloudy,
Thundering,
Snowing.



She makes the world freeze,
Her voice,
Reverberates through
The silence.


My mom is the goddess,
Aphrodite.
She loves me,
Like a mother,
Like a friend,
Like God.


My mom,
Wears a smile,
When shes's sad.



Sometimes,
When Leaves,
Turn brown and orange,
When the flowers
Sleep,
She wish to be a ferrari,
A cheetah,
A porsche,
The light,
Running away,
Far,


Where nobody can find her.
I see you cry,
I see you pray,
I see you upset,
I see your broken heart.


I come to you,
To be a shoulder to rely on,
To be your friend,
To be your nurse,
To be your encourager,
To be your handkerchief,
Like you were to me.


I wipe your tears,
You look at me,
I whisper,
I love you mom.

List of Confession

1) I love lettuce. I just love it. I like them in my sandwiche, or anywhere in my food. The way they taste and feel while you eat it is INCREDIBLE. I remember there wasn't any edible food in my house, and I started eating lettuce. Only that. No salt, no olive oil. Just plain lettuce.

2) Sometimes I wake up early just to piss my sister by saying, "OH MY GOD, WAKE UP! IT'S 7:30" when it's actually 6. Trust me, it works. It's a great method to piss anyone actually :)

3) I hate this person in highschool. It's a girl (No name mentioned). I dislike her...because, she thinks she's so cool just because she has "friends" who are somewhat popular. Even though I don't see her around often, whenever I get to see her, I don't know why but it makes me so angry. Basically, shes a wannabe. I bet nobody really likes her. She tries too hard. The pictures in facebook, wow...That's just speechless. She actually POSES for the picture, trying to ACT cute. In my opinion, I hate those kind of people. My sister, who's in 11th grade, HATES her too.


4) I don't like the sun so much. It BURNS me. I get darker...-.- I used to be a little bit pale in sweden, but now?!?!??LOOK AT ME!! I'm darker...Ugh, stupid sun...

5) Don't you have these days, when you don't feel like talking to your siblings? I do. I NEVER have a single day when my sister doesn't talk to me. I mean, please...Leave me alone...

6) I'm so sleepy right now that I'm closing my eyes while typing. And please excuse me if I have some spelling mistakes... You see, its not that hard like tyou think. And now I have to open my eyes because I have a feeling I've mispelled a ton of words.

7) I can't wait to go to the mall tomorrow with Jaye!!! I've got so much things to buy!!!

8) I've always wondered, why is the Mcdonald when people keep saying that there is alot of obese people in the world? They are complaining about how bad and unhealthy the foods in Mcdonald are, when they don't DO anything about it.

9) Do you know, thats it's not a secret if you say, "Hey, don't tell anyone I told you this. This is a secret" Why? Because secrets aren't meant to be told to nobody. So if you say a secret to someonee, it ISN'T a secret. But don't worry. I do that A LOT :)

10) Yay!!! Finally I'm in number 10!!!That's when it hits me. I thought I was done with english homework, when all of a sudden, I remember : Wordly Wise Test...-.- Darn it.

NEVER Expect So Much

I've told my dad months ago (almost 6 months), that (1) I had to get my eyes checked, (2) get a new camera charger, and (3) to go to the dentist. I've become irascible and I am now entreating him everyday for this. But seriously, why isn't he listening to me? Is it because I haven't been affable to him these days? Was I amiss for asking too much? These thoughts haunts me sometimes.

Then I hear it. The familiar key sound. The footstep that echoes through the hallway. It's dad. I know its him. I walk over to him, and ask straight away, without even a hello, "Dad, WHEN are you going to do at least ONE thing I asked for?" My voice is thick and filled with anger. He looks at me, and sighs. No answer. Just sighs. I'm frustrated, annoyed, and pissed. He doesn't understand me. Is it so hard to do at least one of the things I asked for? I've waited paciently for months, and all I get is a sigh. WHY???

Days past, but not a single change. He keeps saying, "Ok, I'll try" or "Ok, I will." That simple. I'm so infuriated I want to scream at him. But I bite my lips until they hurt. This seems to be interminable. I loose half of my daily energy every day, complaining, complaining, and begging him. I feel tears in my eyes, but dad says what he always says, "Ok." Sometimes I feel sorry for him, sometimes I explode like a volcanoe. Sorry and mad. It's one of them. Mostly happy though. But not this time.

Thats when I learn my lesson. NEVER ask for so much. NEVER expect so much. NEVER keeps your hopes too high, or you might end up being disappointed. You never know.

You Are So Unique

You call my name,

Yeji,

When I come

Back from school,

When tears run

Down your small cheeks.

Your hair,

Has beautiful waves and curls,

Your eyes,

Big,

Deep dark brown,

Shines like the moon,

Unique face,

A face,

Everyone stops,

Just to give you a kiss.

The way you walk,

The way you laugh,

The way you eat your food,

The way you sleep,

Attracks every people,

Who pass by,

You are unique,

Because you're my sister,

Chloe.

You come in my room,

Just to hug me,

Just to give me

Your candy.

You cry,

When you see,

Unknown people,

When mom isn't there,

Beside you.

You're sleeping right now,

In a world

So different from here.

Sleep tight,

My dear sister,

You're beauty,

Makes me give you a kiss.

Sleep tight

My dear sister,

Tomorrow,

Awaits you.

What Would You Do?

Everyday, I come home, and watch something while eating. Today I watched a drama. But one that was so touching that tears run down my cheeks.


What would you do, if you're in a river you and there is only one log for only one person, and you and the person you love, can't swim? Would you use the log, or would you give it to that person? Tricky question. Well, this is what I would do. I would hold on to one side of the log, and him in the other. We don't know what would happen, but still we trust each other. I know you people would think, "Is she crazy? Isn't just dieing for the person you love the right thing to say?" Yes, thats what people would say. But imagine you actually in the situation right now. You have to make a fast decision. You don't want to die, and you don't want him/her to die either.


The problem is this in the drama. The girl isn't a human but in order for her to be one, she has to give her marble to another person. And thats what she does. The guy needs to keep it for 100 days. But the problem is, when the 100 days end, he needs to give her back her marble, but he dies. If he doesn't give her back the marble, she dies. Complicated. The guy finds out right in the 50th day. He makes a choice. He decides to give her back her marble. He's giving away half of his life, and the girl has to give up being a human, just for love. They don't know what would happen to them. The guy might die, and maybe he won't.


I'm eager to know whats going to happen, but thats when it ends. DAM! I hate it when it ends right at the most important part! Jeeze. I guess I have to wait till tomorrow. I'm typing this right now, and I wonder and wonder about what just happened. Today I learn, there is always a way out, but you have to sacrifice something.

Why is Asia's Education System So Strict?

If you aren't from Asia, then it might be hard for you to understand my situation. I bet EVERY Asians concurs with me. Americans, Europeans, Hispanic people go to parties, shopping, sleepovers, when WE have to be stuck at home, learning this ugly, complicated math and other subjects? Why? Why can't they study at the same time too, to make it even? This always infuriates me.



Once, there was a big party at my friends house, but unfortunately, my MOM(she is irascible) didn't let me and demanded me to study...-.-. But do you think its' possible to study when in another world, your friends are laughing, dancing and having the best time ever? I just sit there, and the books stare at me. I swear they do. Anything that involves studying, haunts me.



Another thing I don't understand is why isn't my mom, or any other korean moms not satisfied with their childs grade? Spanish A, Math A-, History A, Science B, and English A. They literally make me sit down on the couch for 1 hour and listen to them go on about just that single, stupid, ugly, nasty, evil B. I mean for crying out loud, my friends get 3 B's and their parents say "Good Job." Can you see that HUGE difference?



I want to tell a tirade speech to the Korean President or government, who ever it is, that I hate this education system. Why don't they do something about it? Or at least try to make studying fun.



When I lived in Korea for a year and a half, I thought I was going to succumb. I've cried and entreated my parents to go back to Sweden and I was tired of staying up late studying. I FAILED there. I felt completely despondent. That is when my mom started making me study like mad. After school, I would go to cram school. It would end at 6. After that, I had to go back home, and had to be tutored. After that, I had to go to my piano school and take lessons there. By 23:00 (11), I would be home exhausted...About to faint... Am I done? No. Still one more thing to do. Homework. Homework from school and cram school. When everyone in my house was sleeping, my room light was the only one on, and I'd be doing hw at night...And I'd say to myself "Wow, this homework is interminable."

I know that Asians, most of the time, is lead to a successful path, but studying that much, leaves a big stress to students. I abhor this education system so much! It is NOT good. This seems amiss to me.

Lots to Confess

P.S= This Confession is my longest Confession ever...

1) I LOVE Confession Tuesday. It's a day when you can confess things and makes you feel a whole lot better.

2) I HATE it when my older sister can say everything she wants to say to me(including insults) and I can't. I remember once I got so mad, I actually attacked her with words and ended up with a hard punch from her. I have to say, she gets so pissed off when I just say "shut up" , when she's the once who says much harsh words, and I deal with them and don't punch her.

3)I HATE it when I find seafood inside my food. At first, I would serve myself a big plateful, when all of a sudden, I see this white, weird sea creature in my food. That's just nasty. So then I would have to give my plate to someone else in my family, and end up eating bread...-.- (This happens to me A LOT)

4) I have to admit, I eat very much. Very much as in really A LOT. I would keep eating and eating and I don't understand why I don't get fat!?!?! I mean, is there something wrong with me? Am I unhealthy??? My sister used to call me "Pig" because of two reasons. (1) I ate like a pig, (2) pig in korean rhymes with my name, Yeji. I used to get so pissed because of this, but I grew out of it.

5) Why are korean moms so worried about studies?!?!?! Can't I have a break for once in my life? Why am I not allowed to go to the movies often and have to be home studying all those weird language and those complicating math? Why can't I go shopping once a week? Why can't I watch T.V with Dad at night? WHY? Those Americans, Latins, and Europeans go to parties, shopping and do whatever they want but why can't I? I seriously with all my heart, hate it that asians education is so stricked. I HATE IT!!!!

6) I don't really enjoy eating so much sweets. When I get candies from parties, I eat a few, like 3 or 4, but the rest, I put them in the refrigerator. After some days, I would remember the uneaten candies. I won't be bothered to eat them so I just throw it away. This might sound weird, but I enjoy eating food than candies. Don't ask me why, because I also don't know.

7) I have another nickname. One that Mrs.Meadows calls me. Lucy Liu. I dont know her that well. But still I find it intersting and funny, especially the Bruce Lee part. Hahahaha =)

8) I love it when its raining, thundering and you're inside your covers, sleeping, the lights are all off and you're just there, listening to the rain pour down to earth. It's just WONDERFUL.

9) I'm not embarrassed of being Christian. I love being Christian. Why would you be embarrassed? If you are embarrassed then you aren't Christian. I thank my parents that I got to know God ^^

10) When there is a big scary test coming, I always pray to God. And I'm being totally honest, but It seriously works. I prayed super hard for the map test, and I was so surprised that I improved a lot and I got 256 for the math score. Believe me, God is real.

11) I've always wondered...Who is my soulmate? I wish I had this talent to know my future.

12) I adore comments. Who doesn't? I bet there is people who are waiting for comments right now. So people, COMMENT!!!

13) I love being home alone. Best time to sleep, listen to music out loud, watch t.v, eat, and sleep again...

14) ...Whoa...I wrote this much? Jeez, I really did have a lot to confess ^^. Anyways, though I still have a lot of things to confess about, I'll save it till later and end here today.