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| So these days I've been waking up at 6:30 every day because the frickin' sun rises all early and lights up my entire room. (Hahah that's never been a problem before. Piedmont 103 got no sunlight.) Anyway the dreams that I have in between 6:30 and say...9:30 when I usually wake up are pretty weird.
This morning I had a nightmare about VBS practice.
First of all, I was alone with like like 30 teachers and TAs. Where was Teacher Grace? I dunno. The restless noises of all those people made me feel rushed.
Secondly, the CD was not cooperating. Random Justin Timberlake songs kept playing instead of the VBS songs. And you know how YG kids are. They liked the JT songs better, and it felt so inappropriate for a VBS practice. Ughh.
Thirdly, there were 3 or 4 boys whom I assume were YG kids (only in my dream, not any of our actual YG kids) who were being SO BAD. They were loud and disruptive and obnoxious. I finally had to send them outside.
To top it all off, I couldn't remember all the motions we'd made up on Sunday. I knew that eventually I'd have to get up there in front of everyone and fudge my way through the songs. So my brain was racing frantically to remember as I dealt with the technical problems and the bad YG boys.
OMG! I was so stressed.
I hate early morning dreams!
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I had another one.
So somehow I had tickets to the England V. Estonia match, and I knew it was going to be a good game b/c I already knew the results. So I'm waiting in line with Euni and another acquaintance, FRICKIN' EXCITED ya know? And this door opens, and I can see the pitch and the players. Then Steven Gerrard runs past the doorway!! So in my excitement, I scream all sorts of things. "OMG. Stevie, I love you!! You're MY captain for always, Stevie." AND HE STOPS. My heart skips a beat as he turns around and smiles at me. Haha. I'm embarassed typing this out, but that's how it happened. It was a sleazy grin but no matter. <3
After the greatest moment of my life, I am obviously gushing to Euni. Then she tells me while I was jumping up and down in excitement some guy came up behind me and recorded a clip of just my badonkadonk. And reportedly he said he was going to post it online. I am mortified b/c my ass will be jigglin' on Youtube. So that brings me down from cloud nine, just a bit.
Nevertheless I am still gonna watch some pretty football so I'm pretty happy. Then Euni asks, "Do you have the tickets?" And the music in my head comes to a screeching halt b/c I realize that I don't have the tickets. I panic. Nooo. Don't tell me I came this close and have to go hommmmme. Stupid stupid stupid!! After a few moments, I calm myself down and realize I have two options: a) beg the ticket takers or b) bolt past them b/c I ain't goin' nowhere. I'm not big on begging so I decided bolting is the best way to get in. And we're very close to the front so I have very little time to think of an escape route. So the adrenaline is rushing through my body as my palms start sweating, and outside noises become muted as I focus. Then I wake up.
Is sleep supposed to be this intense?
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| if you have 70 minutes to spare, sit down and watch this film: Four Eyed Monsters.
it's not perfect, but it's interesting and different.
i'm not just saying that just b/c i get a kick out of novelty. (admittedly i do.)
but it's cool to see ppl take a chance on something they believe in and actually get somewhere.
i guess that's why i'm a sucker for indie-anything.
so go ahead, watch.
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i'm also a sucker for commercials.
the new burger king one w/the western whopper mustaches was a hit to me.
so i tried it today, but it wasn't at all tasty.
how disappointing.
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i had a crazy nosebleed today while i was walking down the street.
there was so much blood that when i tilted my head back, i coughed up blood in a disgusting spray.
i felt seriously diseased.
basically my entire face and both my hands were super bloody.
haha i freaked out some friendly passerbys.
luckily kokoomung was home, and she picked me up.
i wonder why my nosebleeds started up again.
lack of sleep?
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| Tagged by Woody & Sulk. Does that mean I do 7 x 2? Gladly. I like sharing.
Theinstructions are as follows: List seven songs you are into right now —no matter what they are. They need to be songs you presently enjoy.Then, tag seven other people to see what they're listening to. Here's my fourteen...
1. Cinema Paradiso - Ennio Morricone
2. I'm Alright - Jars of Clay
3. Won't Go Home Without You - Maroon 5
4. Snails - Format
5. Crazy (Gnarls Barkley cover) - Kooks
6. Big Girl (You Are Beautiful) - Mika
7. 사랑, 참... - 홍경민
8. Human - Jon McLaughlin
9. Colorful - Deluca, Rocco, and the Burden
10. Cocaine - Robin Thicke
11. Ruby - Kaiser Chiefs
12. Love Love Love - Epik High
13. 101 - Albert Hammond, Jr.
14. Eanie Meany - Jim Noir
I tag: Michelle Lee, Jennie Chang, Philip Kim, Richard Park, Annie Chung, Sun Kwon, Esther Lee (Jinju not Sulki)
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| 1. liverpool
when i was choosing a premiership team, it was 80% gut and 20% research.
i'm not particularly fond of the underdog because honestly i like winners.
so i knew i had to support a team near the top of the league.
but i couldn't bear being a chelsea fan despite my love for john terry.
when i watched clips of liverpool matches and read up on the club's history, i knew i could love this team.
the fight song solidified the deal.
you just feel it, ya know?
i know i'm not from england much less from liverpool.
and i know i have no "legitimate" claims to fandom.
but i can't help how i feel, ok?
wednesday was a depressing day.
it was just SO disappointing to lose to ac milan!
i really thought the first half we were doing fine, just a bit of bad luck, nothing too serious.
but that last-minute goal really killed our spirits.
and stevie was not his usual inspiring captain self.
OH, GOSH.
yeah, i'm ranting mostly for myself.
but i had such high hopes.
it still breaks my heart.
2. vocabulary
so i've been reading how soccer explains the world by frank foer.
(really good read by the way.)
i can't tell you how many times i've had to stop and look up words.
apoplectic? polity? scion?
during my SAT vocab prime i knew a lot of vocab...i think.
what happened?
i always feel i'm getting stupider.
3. white people
as i was waiting at the boarding gate today, this random guy struck up a conversation with me that lasted 30 minutes.
white people are so different.
they just talk to anyone, anywhere, anytime.
i mean i think i'm socially adept enough to carry a conversation.
but i'm not socially forward enough to initiate one.
30 minutes is kinda long, no?
he was pretty interesting and told me about some cool catacombs to visit in paris.
but i was getting tired of all the eye contact and friendliness.
thank goodness he had priority seating so he went in before me.
i sat in the back and closed my eyes before more white people could try to talk to me.
seriously, so different.
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