Saturday, December 27, 2008

The Beauty of Music.

I love it when songs have meaningful lyrics that anyone can connect to. Songs are one way allowing people to connect emotionally through music. Music is something that I will never be able to fully comprehend, but I love it to death and I'm passionate about it. Isnt' that what really matters?

I look up to Louise Armstrong, Yiruma, Jennifer Koh, & John Mayer. They're all known for the insight and appreciation they bring to their interpretations of both well-known and beautiful compositions. They convey a passion that is rare, or at least rarely so freely demonstrated.

Music will be something that'll constantly surround my life. Something that I will never get tired of or forget. I want music to be passed down generation to generation in my family. Over the course of my life, I've had experience with several instruments. Trying this out, testing that out, and eventually quitting things, I've learned to stick with my commitments that I'm most passionate and drop the unneccessary things. I've played the violin, piano, alto saxophone, clarinet, and the electric guitar and I have to say, I've not enjoyed playing every single one of them. Piano is my specialty when it comes to music even though I've had more experience and skill with the violin, and then comes the violin. Piano is my specialty because I have a stronger passion for it than the violin. Anyways, I don't know which instrument I'm better at, at the moment. The alto saxophone & the clarinet were fun at first, but I discovered later on that it wasn’t for me. I'm still living life, and someday I want to eventually go back to the electric guitar. Currently I'm learning how to play the drums because my little brother is helping me and I don't know if it'll be another musical interest but for now, I'm sure that I'm having fun with it. And of course, like everyone I sing in the shower and I must say... singing is quite fun. Even though I don't know how I sound exactly, I'm pretty sure I sound horrible (like a typical asian). Music allows me to escape reality, and fall into another world where I can allow my emotions to cut loose. I don't think I can ever fully describe my love for music, since it's taught so many things. Because of music, it's allowed me to see things in a different perspective, appreciate things more, and make me into a better person. Without music, I wouldn't have been the person I am today.

The sound of music fills me when I'm empty, and gives me a sudden rush of warmth. I feel so happy, and uplifted. When I've felt lonely, upset, or stressed… music allowed me to vent and pour out my heart. It's been there to help me erase all fears, and disperse negativity. Music gives me a breath of fresh air, and I don't know anyone or anything that can provide me with the same amazement.

I want to do a lot of things with music. I love it how music can be combined with all my passions, having the potential to be appreciated. I want to play music and allow others to step into my world of how I see things, and how I feel at the moment. When I play music, I want others to feel something they could never understand in real life, something that can only be experienced through the soft hitting of piano keys, or the vocals of a singer. Music is just so amazing, and without it... life wouldn't ever be the same.

Thursday, December 25, 2008

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Robbed/Tragedy on Dad's Birthday

Wow... I don't even know what to say right now. It's just so horrible, and I don't know how to react right now. I'm never going to forget this day - 12.23.08

Today was my dad's birthday December 23rd, and our family met together to have a nice dinner outside. Due to the snow, we couldn't go very far outside of kent where all the really nice restaurants were... so we decided to stick with Old Country Buffet.

We parked the car around the back of the parking lot, where it was really dark. -Lesson learned: Don't ever park where there is no light, or people around. Chances are, you're asking for danger.

Our family didn't know anything like this would happen AT ALL. We were too busy having a good time with our family, and celebrating my dad's birthday. About an hour later, we got outside and realized one of the windows of our car were totally broken. It's even more SAD & dissapointing because it had to be on my dad's birthday! Our whole family was soo excited & waiting for this day.

There was glass everywhere on the seats, and outside on the ground of the snow. It was horrible. Everyone's mood was ruined & our happy moments dispersed instantly. My dad started getting frustrated & very upset. We called the police, and they said they would "take care of it" as usual. I swear, police these days man.... they don't care, and they are so stupid. I'm sorry to say, but they aren't as prepared for anything, and aren't very responsible.

Luckily, I brought my digital camera, and I took pictures of the window, the seats, broken glass, and just about everything.

So what was stolen?
My uncle's nice 300 dollar black leather jacket was stolen inside our 4X4 Lexus vehicle. Also, our Navigator was stolen too. This is probably our 3rd navigator we bought, and our 2nd time navigator that's been stolen. In the past, one of our cars has been stolen at a park, one of our navigators were stolen right infront of our house, and today.... another navigator has been stolen, a nice leather jacket, and our car window has been damaged to the max. The robbers must've been overjoyed with the fact there was a nice leather jacket, inside of a luxury Lexus vehicle. Not to brag or anything, I'm just stating the truth. Lexus vehicles are pretty high priced, and are nice luxury cars. Even though our car was a bit old, I guess the robbers were still tempted. Eugh. But, my family's had a few experiences with robbery and other insane mischief... so we know how to handle these things calmly. My dad is the only one that can't handle these things, since he gets on FIRE when things go wrong, but so do I. I take after my dad.

The lady behind the counter told my mom that 2 young men came inside to ask if there were any shovels, so they could dig up some snow. The lady told my that they came in looking rushed, and worked up. That was strange....., and so my family assumes it was those 2 men. Also, it's always young people or teenagers that go out and steal/rob things, because they need
money. You can't really picture a lot of old aged people going out to steal or break through a stranger's car. Although it is the time where money is needed to buy each other presents during the holiday, I never people could do such a dirty thing. Even if they needed the money so badly, they didn't have to interfere into someone else's life and harm them. That's just plain stupid.

Today was supposed to be good day, and it was at first. Right now, I really don't know how I'm feeling. But I know it's best to be positive in every situation, so that's what I'll try doing. Although everyone is very upset, I feel thankful that no one got hurt or anything... because whoever robbed/broke into our car was watching us from the time we parked and got out of the car. They were planning this from the start, and had their eyes on us. That's why they stole everything so quickly, just an hour later. What's scary is that I was the last person to get out of the car, since I was so slow. I hope they don't remember how I look like..... *shiver.

Well... even though everyone is really upset, I kind of understand why people would do these things. They feel desperate, and need the money so badly. They go out and steal other people's items, even if it degrades themselves... so they can survive. But this is not a good thing at all, because people should earn their way through everything.

Anyways, the past is the past. I'm glad I hear my dad laughing in the living room. That's a good sign, because most of the time when he's mad.... you don't ever want to deal with him. It's really scary & frightening.

Overall, it's going to be hard trying to deal with all this, but life goes on. I'm just thankful that no one got hurt. As long as everyone works together, and puts a smile on their face...everything will return back to normal.

*P.S. I will try to post pictures of the car and incident later on.... after the issue is resolved.

Saturday, December 20, 2008

The Holidays are forgotten.

Wow, time flies by so quickly! Almost half of the school year has passed by, and 1st semester is close to an end.

Well, I was actually dissapointed when I found out there was no school on Friday. I mean, it's great that everyone can sleep in, and have fun... but I never got to my final good byes, or "Merry Christmas!" to everyone. Once we get back to school, it'll be too late to say that... and everyone will lose their holiday spirit.

I just wanted to say, it doesn't feel like winter break has arrived. I remember every school year, I was always excited for winter break. I would count the days on the calendar, and have red hash marks canceling everyday of the month december. This year, it's different. I don't count the days before winter break like I used to. Also, I don't feel the holiday spirit.

My neighbors used to put up Christmas Lights all over their house, bushes, and everywhere! Our neighborhood was always a joy to see, filled with bright lights, and smoke coming out of the chimneys. Seems like this year is was a busy time for everyone. I no longer see the crazy christmas lights put up around the houses, and I don't see young kids making snowmen & having snow ball fights. I used to be one of them. But now, I feel to lazy to go out and play, even though the snow is beautiful.

Not even my own family has brought up the subject of Christmas. We haven't even discussed what we would do for Christmas, since all of us have been so caught up/busy with other things. Like school, extracurricular activities, competitions, and our cousin who was going back to Korea. This Christmas is definitely a different story compared to all the other years.

We have gotten a lot of snow, and the weather has officially reached it's coldest temperature in the last 20 years... but I don't feel "happy" or "joyful" that the Holidays are. I guess this gives me the opportunity to know how thankful I am, and for the these things I have. I've decided I won't ask for anything this Christmas. Honestly, I realize how spoiled I already am compared to all the less fortunate people in Africa & other nations. When I compare myself opening up presents under the tree, and a kid in Africa trying to go through the day without starving.... it gives me 2 totally different images. It makes me feel terribly guilty, and I feel like I take things for granted a lot.

Although I don't feel the holiday spirit, I'm grateful that this has given me the chance to think big, and give me awareness of everything I have.

This Holiday, I want to do something different. I want to do something I know that will make me a better person, and help others. Maybe that's why this Christmas is so different compared to the others. To make me realize how just a simple act or help can touch one person greatly just because you cared. Although it was just another day to spend helping another person, guranteed.... that special someone will never forget you in their life.

This is what I want to do for Christmas. And I ask for nothing more.

Sunday, December 7, 2008



Well, I just read Lisa's blog and it included 3 of her close friends, and I was included in there. I'm going to dedicate a blog to 4 special people, just like Lisa did in her blog. Well, first off I want to say I am truly thankful to have met these 4 individuals. They are people who actually care about what is going on in other people's lives. They're just amazing! I'm going to warn some of you guys, just because your name isn't here doesn't mean that I forgot you or that I don't care about you. I only included people that go to KM [our school] for now.

Marianne: Well, we've been through EVERYTHING. This girl is amazing, and she helps me with everything! Haha, she's always willing to help me and gives me encouragement along the way. I couldn't ever wish for a better friend. We made so many memories in 8th grade tech. academy. The funny thing was, I saw her around in school 7th grade, but I never knew her. I SWEAR she's obsessed with the color blue, because she wore blue EVERYDAY! And in the back of my mind, I would always think of her as "blue girl" before I know her! Haha, we have our corny jokes & we talk a lot! Marianne is someone I will never forget in my life. It's just IMPOSSIBLE to forget her! Hahaha, I remember when I first met her I always called her, "Mary LOU" or something totally unrelated. But she was always patient with my "short term memory" and was kind enough to correct me every time and joke about it. Man, I hope we become college roommates in the future! She is one of my bestfriends, and I can trust her in so many ways. I feel thankful to have met such a sincere, nice person like her. I love Marianne! (:

Roanne: HAHAAH. THIS GIRL makes me crack up so much! We had so many memories in 7th grade, and we're still building lots today too! We always tell each other we miss each other because she doesn't see me as much since, she quit tech. academy after 7th and 8th grade. I miss Roanne so much! Haha, I always receive texts from her, even though I'm not allowed to text! Wowww lol. Well, Roanne has been there for me through thick and thin. She's just so unique, funny, and wonderful to be with! I can just be myself with her, and I know how to have fun. Us 2 were known as "Ed & Shunzi" all throughout 7th grade, from the Disney movie the Lion King. Ed & Sunzi are the heignas in the movie, and they have really high pitched laughs. I'm serious, we have so much in common! We both laugh 24/7, and our laughs are just naturally high-pitched. Man, we had good times in 7th grade choir too. We've helped each other a lot, and given each other valuable life lessons too. I will never in my life forget her and her laugh! I love her!

Lisa: Man I love Lisa! She's helped me in OH SO many ways! Seriously. It's so funny how we're so alike, and how we always know when we are sad, giving each other advice at the perfect time! I love how Lisa always knows how to make me crack up, just from the simple things she does, which totally makes my day. Lisa and I are both in Concert Orchestra, and we always give each other little mouth/lipped talks from across the room, and she always tells me to tune! (: Haha, she's like my alarm to "tune the whole orchestra." Well, Lisa is musically talented, no joke! She can play piano SUPER well & beautifully, she also play the bass, and can play percussion. And I swear, although I've never heard her sing... I bet she is really good at singing, because she will take after her cousin PJ who is really talented in singing. Being Lisa's friend is a privilege, and I always have so much fun with her. Whether it's after school in the orchestra room, or just talking about random things, especially [D. & K. ] we always know how to be ourselves and have fun. Also, we're both in FCA which is Fellowship of Christian Athletes. Overall, she's a really cool person, seriously! Lisa, stay in the tech. academy! Don't go to Kentlake or Kentwood! Love you!

Jasmeet: hahahahaha, this girl is so silly! I remember the times we laughed in golf. Man, I feel horrible & so stupid for doing that! But she feels the same way, so it's all good (: I met Jasmeet last year at MC, and let me tell you... she's like the BEST piano student anyone can ever have! hahaah. I gave her piano lessons every morning before school last year, and she's a really fast learner! She also plays violin in our KM orchestra! She's surrounded by music in a lot of ways, and she loves it! (: You can always count on Jasmeet, and trust her word for word. I always came to her when I had to vent, or say something. She's one of my best friends! (: Hmm, Jasmeet and I have our mature/serious talks believe it or not. Although when we're together, we laugh a lot & goof off.... we talk about our future, college, life, and etc. quite often. ;DD We have big plans, and we're working hard to achieve our goals because we have places to be in the future manggg! (: I will never forget that one time before golf practice, we walked all the way to the church next to KM so we could pray. That was such an amazing moment! We got to express our feelings & allow our stress/troubles loose. Mann, I have so many memories with this girl, and I know we'll have even more as time passes by. Love youuu jasmeet!

Well yeah, these are just some of the many individuals that I keep safely tucked inside my heart. If I didn't get to you, I will soon so don't get all dissapointed!

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Accepting others


Hmm, will it's 11:10 PM and I don't know what I'm doing up not sleeping. I just can't seem to fall asleep, so I guess I'll write another blog. Well, I'm going to talk about accepting people based on their personalities, their belief systems, and their opinions.

Ever since I was a young child, my family raised me very religious. In fact, our whole family were religious Christians. From going to church every Sunday and sometimes even fridays, and from reading the Bible, I've been taught and grown up with different beliefs as others. It could be because others have different religions, or because others just don't believe in anything. Well, as a Christian, when you're outside of home or church.... it's hard to keep your beliefs straight when the whole world has different opinions compared to you. Sometimes, it even feels like the whole world can be against you. Often times people get offended from religious beliefs, and when you're really devoted in your religion, it's a hard task to to balance 2 things at once. But as I grew up, I realized that even though others are different and their personalities/opinions are opposite from mine, I can still maintain to keep my beliefs and not offend anyone. This has always been a difficulty for me, but I've never had any intentions to disregard anyone.

I remember what a pastor once told me, "Hate the sin, not the people." The point is that you should respect everyone as a human being, and accept them even though their actions/opinions aren't exactly the things you would do yourself.

There are tons of controversies going around in this world. Topics range from personal issues to world-effecting ones too. I have my own opinions on the issues around this world, and everyone else will have their own opinions on it too. But I've learned that people will be judgemental and ignorant when they strongly disagree with your beliefs. This doesn't make me want to argue back, but it simply taught me to understand that everyone is different, and although we have our own beliefs, we can still practice them religiously and be firm/confident in them too. When we're outside, we just have to learn how to respect one another and realize that the person next to us is just as equal as we are.

I believe this is very essential in order to survive in the world, because humans rely on one another, and it'd be no good to cause arguements just because we have different belief systems. Although the true identity of individuals will be based on their religion, it is not an impossible, but only a simple task for everyone to gather as one in society.

Some of you guys will disagree, and some will agree. But hey, what's the point of this blog for? Respect individuality even though you do not agree [with what I said]. This blog was not meant to offend anyone in all seriousness.

Monday, December 1, 2008

No Such Thing.

Esther Yang
Period 3: English

I've learned in life there's no such thing as a bestfriend for life, also known as BFF for some people. It's not like I don't have close friends in my life, but I just know this for a fact. As time passes by, you get to know your bestfriends more. And there will always be something you didn't like about them, something that made you feel differently about the next time you saw them. It just happens naturally to everyone.

Basically, there is really no perfect bestfriend that will be there for you all the time. Friends come and go in life, and their purpose in life wasn't meant to watch over you. Friends are a privilege that come along in hard times, helping you enjoy life. Honestly, we don't need friends in our lives. All we really need is our family, and we can still survive.

But I'm still so thankful for the friends I have. They are a part of me, a portion of making me who I am today. I love them to death and they fill me when I'm empty, but my point is I can still live without them since all I really need is my family.

My blogs are way shorter now. I'm tired, I'm going to go take a quick nap and do homework!

Saturday, November 29, 2008



Today, I went to a wedding in Snohomish County. It was held in really nice golf course, with a bunch of lakes & beautiful views. It was over an hour drive, and I had to wake up at the usual time I wake up for school, 5:15 AM. Well, my mom got me a Peppermint Mocha Twist Latte on the way. I told her that my friend Marianne told me to try it, since it was like the BEST drink in starbucks. Haha, she was right. Indeed it was! :)

Well anyways, when my mom and I arrived in the golf course's main building, I saw the bride and groom holding hands, greeting their guests. It was just such a beautiful thing to see! 2 people in love, just in a few hours becoming an official married couple.

To tell you the truth, I've always loved weddings. It's not because of the pretty decorations, the good food, or the socializing that happens with new people. It's just that when the bride walks up the isle with a huge smile on her face, I see love in the groom's eyes. He smiles at her, and his eyes are just "twinkling." Haha. And after the groom & bride say, "I do," I feel so happy to take part in one of their most unforgettable experiences that they will always treasure.

Weddings give me a lot of thought. I think about how I will be that bride someday, and how in at least 10 years I will be holding my dad's hand as I walk up the isle, looking at the groom. Time passes by so fast!

The funny thing is, the bride's name was Esther too! haha, except her last name was Choi. But she's korean like me. xD hahaha.

I love weddings. I just wanted people to know that. Sorry if this blog isn't set up very well, or if it sounds horrible. This blog is just like a journal for me to vent out my thoughts of the day. (:

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Grandpa I'll see you in heaven someday.

It's 1:02 AM and I can't seem to fall asleep. After reading one of Abby's previous blogs about her Uncle who passed away a few years ago, it made me want to talk about my grandfather. From reading Abby's thoughts and memories with her uncle, it literally made me cry. I had tears streaming down my face, and that moment was so emotional. [Forgive me if this blog post will be extremely long, and unorganized, because I'm just venting out my thoughts.]

I'm writing this blog for my grandfather to see in Heaven. Grandpa, I'm writing a blog about you to let the whole world know what kind of person you were, because this is the least I can do to give back all the love and support you gave to our family.

Everyone loves their grandparents. Everyone has something to brag about them. I don't know how to prove in words how my grandpa was/is the best grandpa in the world. I just don't know how to let my voice be heard in this world, to let everyone know how sincere, honest, and loving my grandpa was. I probably only feel this way because he's my own grandpa. It could appear differently from an outsider's point of view.... but I want to get this straight. My grandpa made a huge difference in my life. He taught me how to smile in tough times, and taught me how to keep my head up and know that he loved me from the start and would never give up on me.

He did the simple things that every grandparent does. Bake cookies, make chicken noodle soup when you're sick, read you stories, take you to the carnivals and take pictures with you, spoil you and buy you whatever you want, and etc. I do appreciate all those small things my grandpa did for me. But my grandpa provided something that no one could ever provide the same way. I can't explain in words, it's indescribable. All that remains are tears dripping on my fingers, unable to type out the emotions that are stirring in my mind right now.

Well, in our neighborhood, in our church, or the korean community, my grandpa was known as the "smiling" man. Everyone loved him and respected him as an elder in the church, and he was always positive in every situation. He had a kind, sincere heart to any stranger. He never had enemies, or people he disliked. It was my grandpa that taught me to love everyone [even your enemies] instead of disliking them. Also, my grandpa was extremely passive. He could never say no to anyone, and was always one of the first to volunteer or help someone out. He was one of the most honest, sincere, and helpful people I knew in this world. From looking at my grandpa, he has made me want to make a difference in other's lives, like the way he has impacted me.

I remember him always waking me up for school, frying eggs and toasting bread. The very first thing I would see was his bright smile, and a distant voice saying, "Princess, princess wake up!" It seems kind of corny because of the term "princess" but that just shows how much he loved me. And he would always call my brother, "Mr. President" or "The next Bill Gates." Haha, with his broken english and addiction to golf hats, he appeared awkward to my friends. At times, I was even embarassed of him because he would stand outside infront of the car, waiting for me to come out of school, and greeting me cheerfully in korean. [very loud.] If only I knew how to thank him for always giving me that unconditional love. I regret so many things. So many things I took advantage of.

It was August 13th, the day my grandfather went fishing with his friends. That day just happened to be Friday the 13th, shocking... I know. Well, that was the day that he passed away from a heart attack. He left the house at dawn, and went to go fishing at Ocean Shores with a couple of new friends he made. The day before, my grandpa was physically worn out from rearranging the house, moving mattresses, and helping the neighbors move their furniture. Even though he was an old man, his spirit was still bold and young. I guess he was just tired, and weak. With his weak body but stubborn spirit, it just wasn't enough to fight against the sudden, huge ocean wave that shocked him, causing his heart to stop circulating. From what witnesses have said, his body was lying face down in the ocean, with the waves splashing him. He wasn't lying in the ocean for a long time after the heart attack, it wasn't too long before his friends found out he had just collapsed in the ocean waters. That description gave me a horrifying picture of my grandpa dying, which made me so sad and angry. The life saver tried CPR on him but by the time he was at the ER.... my grandpa was dead. God decided it was him time to go.

I will never forget the day, and the exact moment my parents rushed into the house. My mom got a phone call from a lady [wife of one of my grandpa's friends].... receiving news that my grandpa past away. It was very simliar to the scene of when Tom Robinson's wife was told from Atticus that Tom was dead. My mom instantly fell to the ground like the energy and weight just drained out of her. Her knees were locked onto the ground and she started crying all of a sudden. This was the first time I saw my dad cry. My dad's own father just passed away.... and when I stared into my dad's eyes... I could see the tears slowly form. I could see the yearning, loneliness, and fear in my dad's eyes. My grandma just had no strength to deal with what just happened. She almost fainted, and was mentally shocked, causing her to lose her memory slowly. This was a day that I could never forget. To this day, my dad still blames my grandpa's friend for my grandpa's death. My dad loved my grandfather so much, he wanted his own father to live to see the day I got married and have kids. He wanted to see me graduate and get my first job. His death was just too sudden, and early for him. That's why my dad always tells us to be careful with people in general, because if we end up with the wrong crowd, we mess up our own lives- possibly take our own lives away too. His lectures and fears are built from my grandpa's death. But even though this happened, I believe my dad should learn how to accept, and forgive in life. As a son that just lost his own father... it definitely is a hard thing to do but that's the best decision to make for our family. Someday he will.

I never got to say goodbye to my grandpa. I never got the chance to say how much I loved him, and how much he meant to me. I never did any of those things before he died. I regret it so much. I don't think I told my grandpa often that I loved him. That just stabs me in the heart, and makes me feel so stupid. I kick myself a million times for that. These are the moments when I wish I could just turn back time, and see my grandpa one last time... hug him tight, and tell him that I've grown this much. If he were still alive, I would promise him that I would succeed in life, and accomplish great things. That I would follow his footsteps to help others in need with a positive attitude, and make a difference whenever I could and wherever I go.

I can never forget his laugh, his bright smile, his one of a kind personality, and never... his kind heart. He was someone you could trust with all your heart, family or not. I'm so scared that I'll forget all my childhood memories of him, how he looks like, how he used to smell like, and what his favorite necktie was. I still hang one of his neckties and jacket in my closet. I press it into my face and desperately try to breath in his perfume, which is no longer existing.

It's funny how such tragic things can happen in one's life so quickly. One second, a person is walking down the street and the next second the person's dead..... hit from a car. Like how last Sunday I saw a dead body lying on the road, covered with white cloth, with only his/her feet sticking out. It was a sad, and terrifying sight to see.

All in all, the past is the past. I've learned to move on, and be strong. I owe my grandpa so much. I thank him, miss him, and I can't say it enough... but I'm so sorry for all the childish things I did as a young kid.

Grandpa, I will always love you. I will never give up, and keep you always, safely tucked in my heart. I'll make you proud some day, and I'm sorry for all I've done, and thankful for everything you've provided me. I will keep my Christian faith strong and always rely on the Lord, succeed in life, graduate from a decent college, have a family, and always strive for the best regardless of the situations. I promise you I'm working to the best of my abilities to accomplish all these things. Grandpa, you changed me in so many ways. I love you. And This blog is for you.

Monday, November 24, 2008

What's the big deal?

Esther Yang
Period 3: English
8:00 PM

I'm going to make this shorter than my usual blogs, because the point I'm trying to state is really simple. There's really no complicated way to explain it.

Popularity is something everyone's wanted, at some point in their lives. I mean, who doesn't want to be well known? Who doesn't want to be loved by others? But changing who you are to gain popularity is just another stupid mistake that you can't undo in your life.

I have something to say about this. How are you going to survive in the real world, if you make bad decisions in life without thinking about the results? I mean, what is the value of popularity? Sure, you're well known. Everyone knows who you are. Everyone loves you. You receive praise from your peers. But what good will that give you 10 years from now? Will the good lucks that made you popular help you when you're filling out a college application? Will popularity have any effect on helping you reach your goals? Is this so called "popularity" going to help you give a hand to others, and make a difference in their school year, or lives? My opinion is: NO.

People will only like you from what they believe or see is the real you. If you cover yourself caked with make-up, faking your laughs, and trying to be someone else you're not.... no one's going to know the real you. They'll just assume the real you is how you present yourself. That disguests me.

You see, popularity is just another one of those useless things that may bring joy in the school years, but 10 years later... it'll bring no help whatsoever when you're trying to get a job, or when you're trying to make a family.

I wish people could see more of that. Sadly, many are not willing to listen or even care.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

My love for piano.

Esther Yang
Period 3: English
Words cannot describe how much I love piano. Piano is one of my favorite instruments. Peacefully listening to the sound of the piano keys slowly drilling into my ear is one of my favorite things to do when I'm all alone.

It's so funny though, because when I was 6 years old, I hated the piano. My first piano lesson was when I was 6 years old, and my teacher was a very rude, impatient lady. If I didn't practice, or if I played one key wrong... she'd start yelling at me, throwing the books down on the floor. She had obscenely high expectations, and wanted everything to be perfect. I mean, she tried to be nice and she was at times. It's just that her "strict" or mean side was to the extreme. I only lasted 6 months with her, and I quit. I didn't ever touch the piano for another 3 years.

When I was about 9, my parents got me my first piano. For some reason, I didn't hate the piano that time. I remember I walked up to the piano, and sat down attentively, trying to make a simple melody from my head. It was from that moment on... I really loved the piano. I discovered another one of my passions, and I realized how beautiful the piano was. I didn't ask my parents for private lessons, even though I knew inside their mind they were soon going to get a teacher for me.

Everyday after school, I would come home after violin or some other activity, and play piano. I listened to certain songs on the radio, and I played them by ear on the piano. I remember I even made up my own songs, not even knowing the certain notes to the keys. For a long time, I played the piano by ear, being able to play many songs all by myself, with no books, youtube piano tutorials, or etc. It took a lot of patience, and believe me... at times it was frustrating but I loved to do it. I taught myself how to play piano, and take in all the beauty the piano produced. I played the Original Cannon in E by Pachelbel, many piano sonatas and other classics, christmas songs, and a few Korean OST songs.
Every time I played the piano, inside my heart was filled with joy and excitement. I just can't explain the feeling. I felt warm, happy, and my facial expressions would change depending on the mood of the song. Haha, I remember when I would play sad/fierce/angry songs, my eyes were shut tight, and a slight frown would appear on my face. On the other hand, when I played happy, ecstatic songs, my lips would curve upward and my eyebrows would rise up at times. HAHA, I know... this is WEIRD! But when I played the piano, I really did feel as if I could fly, or spring high up into the air... probably from excitement or adrenaline.

I don't remember exactly... but I think I started taking lessons again in 5th grade or 6th grade. I caught up quickly with everything because I knew how to play, and I had experience with the violin. All I needed to learn were the notes, measurements, and etc. Piano was a joy for me. So far, with my piano experience I've had 3 teachers. [2 no longer my teachers, my 3rd one is my current one.] I've loved all my 3 piano teachers, even the 1st one, hahaha! In fact, sometimes... I wish I could've been more patient with my teacher. This is one thing I regret, looking at my past.
When I felt sad, angry, or even bored at times, I went up to the piano and played. It was just something that always filled me, when I felt empty.

I know I will always play piano my whole life. I will pass this on to my kids, my grandkids, and etc. because I want them to know the benefits of music, and how it can really change your life. I will play piano at my church, at special events, and whenever I can throughout my whole life! One of my life goals is to make a difference in this world, community, my surroundings, or anywhere/to anyone positively. I want to do this with what I have, with my passions. Piano would be one of them, and I don't know how I'm going to get there. But all I know is that, I want to bring music alive to people who have had no experience with it. So they can eventually discover what real music is, and the good things it can bring.

Piano will always be one of my main passions.

Monday, November 17, 2008

Comparing KTA & KMTA

Esther Yang
Period 3: English

I decided to compare the KTA and the KMTA technology academies.

Well, if you haven't known, I was in the KTA since the 7th grade. The KTA stands for Kent Technology academy, which is located in Mill Creek Middle School. And obviously you guys know what KMTA stands. KTA was the first technology academy at mill creek for middle schoolers, and KMTA was made so the technology academy could continue. Anyways, the 2 major differences are the workload and the bond that everyone has with one another.

Last year, my 9th grade friends from the KMTA [now 10th graders] all told me that Tech. was going to be extremely hard, and that the work load was 2 times as much as what we had in 8th grade. That did make me nervous, because in my 2 years of middle school, we had an EXTREME amount of homework. Now I'm talking about projects, projects, and projects! The least amount of homework we had on a daily basis was about 3 projects and assignments to work on. The most work I ever had to do was in 8th grade when I had about 6 projects, a Humanities IRP, assignments from every class, and 2 tests to study for. That definitely was chaos, and I did lose a lot of sleep. It was only normal for me to go to bed late, and have very little sleep everyday.

I prepared myself like crazy over the summer to get ready for the workload, and of course get ready for high school. But after few months into 9th grade, I was so shocked on the shortage of homework I got!! I mean, I thought I'd nearly die with all this work but it was the exact opposite!

And the reason KMTA isn't giving the amount of workload than I thought it would have, is probably because the teachers shortened the homework this year. They cut ideas to new projects, assignments, and etc. because last year the students, especially the new students were failing and stressing out tremendously. This is from what I've heard from my sophomore friends that were in the tech. academy, and from my opinion based on what I see.

When it comes to school work, middle school was more strict, stressful, and harder, but high school definitely has more responsibilities and rules.

I feel really lucky and relieved that high school really isn't that hard for me, because all the new tech. kids have never had this much work before. And they are stressing & freaking out on nearly everything! It's actually pretty funny to see them like that because they would still be stressing out even more if they were in KTA. Because of the hard training I went through in middle school, it definitely is easier for me now! :)

Another difference I realize in the KMTA is that.... I barely know ANYONE in the tech. academy! And I'm not even that close with my teachers, so obviously I don't know that much about them. But of course, they remain as my most favorite teachers, that I enjoy! Anyways, there are so many new kids in the school, and I believe there are only 31 kids from the KTA that are still in this program. In KTA, the tech. academy was really close, and the KTA only allowed 90 students, not 120 students like this year. We were like family, and the teachers were really involved with the students. Especially in 7th grade, everyone knew what was basically going in each other lives, and our teachers were like part of our family. We made so many special memories together, and I'm talking about everyone! No one was hesitant to talk to each other, and we had this mutual care for one another. Together as a whole KTA, we also made websites and got together to help saves lives in Africa from Malaria by donating/selling mosquito nets, and make a difference around the world with our technology. This was a year long on-going project, and it was called Nothing But Nets. We made podcasts, and put pieces of writing, blogs, games, and etc. all made by our own students, put onto our very own website. Our website was called: Unfortunately, the site has been removed because we have not worked on it since 7th grade. Well anyways, in the KMTA, I feel like no one feels the need to bond with one another and all they need to do is get through the school day and finish their homework. I know not everyone is like that, but just the KMTA community seems very dry and empty to me now. I'm not saying we HAVE to bond, but I just don't know anyone. I'm scared that I'll still be calling a girl named Nelly "Hey you" or "You with the blond hair" at the end of the year.

But overall, both tech. academies are GREAT! I love them both, and I know the advantages and benefits I have being in the tech. academy! I'm looking forward to another great year.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Be Somebody.

Esther Yang
Period 3: English
7:10 PM

To be at the top, to be the most successful, and to be the best of what you can... you can't just leave everything to your minimum potential.
-You can't afford to call it done, when you can spend hours on it until you know you've tried your absolute best. Who cares if you lose sleep. Do your best anyways.
-You have to pour in all your effort, all your hard work, and focus. Be it the simplest of all things, or the most complex things you've ever dealt with. But one thing that'll always be true is that you have to be SOMEBODY to be the best.

To get accepted into a top college, let's say Stanford or Harvard, you can't lay around the couch all day and finish your homework. You can't hang out with your friends everyday and go catch a movie to kill some time. That won't even lead you to UW. Your application will only be ignored out of all the other thousands of applications from all across the world. Your path leads to a community college, so dream on. Getting straight A's is not enough to cover you for a university. You have to excel and be recognized in many things, with exceptional talent. And you can't excel in these things around your just in school. You have to think in a national scale, comparing the student in New York to you in Washington. Getting top grades and rewards are only the standards.

There is also a clear line between excelling in many things, and joining many things. To excel in many things, it means the person is exceptionally talented in those areas and are most likely passionate about it. Joining numerous clubs and other activities just to write it on your high school transcript is another useless strategy college admissioners know. Sorry folks, but that old trick doesn't make a difference or benefit you on your transcript.

Attack yourself with this question: Why do you want to go to Yale, Harvard, Stanford, Carnegie Mellon, or Princeton. Why do you have to go there when there are thousands of other great colleges? Is it just the name & reputation? Is it the greed you have inside? Or is it really because you know they provide an excellent area of your major/interest? You see, people say that they want to go to an Ivy League college, when they don't know what every college is recognized for. Being accepted into an Ivy League college doesn't prove how far you go in life. It doesn't prove a man's worth. Chasing after an Ivy League college, but not knowing if they provide an excellent education for your major, is just the same as stripping away all your years of hard work and putting it in the dump, going after a blind dream.

Anyways, back on track. To excel in something, such as a sport, or musical ability, it takes practice.practice.practice. & patience. It doesn't take just a few months to excel in track, volleyball, the piano, violin, or whatever. It doesn't just take a couple practices.

An example of patience could be this: To find the "perfect" man/woman and to form a family, it takes time. You can't afford to marry the person that you have dated for only a few months. To spend the rest of your life with them, you have to evaluate and know them carefully in and out.

You see, it takes years, patience, willingness, and passion to be really good at something, and excel in it. It's all based on effort, and how you work your way up.

This is a lot to demand, from one single person, but it's all up to you, whether or not you will be that somebody. The usual slackers will give up now and the believers will either finish strong 'till the end or get tired & lose hope in the middle of this competition. But the head-strong group of people will never be willing to give up under any circumstance, and eventually beat everyone at the end. Which will you be?...

Everyone will try their best. Everyone will have the same greed, and willingness to do better than the person next to you. But are you willing to do even more than that person next to you? Are you willing to sacrifice more for what you want? The competition is on. But even though you're doing great right now... well you still have the same strength to thrive next year, the year after that.....?

There is no easy way out in life. There will always be obstacles, tough trials, and tests you have to experience to see if you're truly willing to go through all that to achieve what you want.

Although your 4 years of high school and college are the busiest times of your life and are very important, they do not prove whether or not you will be somebody in life.
But, it's based on how you apply these beliefs throughout your whole life, be it anywhere and anytime, because that's how life should be lived.

This advice/Info. comes from parents, past middle school teachers, and cram school instructors. Thank you to those who have taught me so much. You have truly made a difference in my life, lifting me up in heavy, hopeless situations.

Monday, November 10, 2008

What to do on a 4 Day Weekend

Esther Yang
Period 3: English
5:12 PM

Well, I almost I forgot I had to blog once a week for Mr. Hartley's class, because we have a 4 day weekend! This blog is going to sound more like a diary, with my thoughts and the things that happened this weekend.

On friday, I was so excited for our 4-day weekend since we didn't have to go to school until wednesday. Look now, it's ALREADY monday! I swear, 2 days seem more like 10 hours to me! I think I'm just getting old...... or, I don't know. Hahaha.

Well, I planned out a lot of things to do on my 4-day weekend. First of all, I had to practice at least 2-3 hours of piano & violin everday to get ready for my competition. It's hard getting used to practicing for hours daily because your body gets all stiff, and your back starts hurting like crazy. But I know practice makes perfect, so I didn't complain. I also planned to finish all my homework by Sunday so I could practice piano & violin even more on monday & tuesday, but things haven't worked out that way! Gosh, I really need to get on top of things. Then on Sunday, I went to Church like I do every week. Church is something that I consider already a part of my life, not another place I have to drag/force myself to go to. I love going to Church, because it helps me grow my faith and have fellowship with other Christians.

Well, other than homework, practicing instruments, and Church... on Sunday after church, Marianne & I went to my friend, Helen's place to get a hair cut! Helen's mom is a salonist, and at her place my friends and I are able to get discounts because I'm close friends with Helen. (: Marianne and I also hung out at the Super Mall, and we both had a cinnamon sugared pretzel. Hahaha. It was blast, because I haven't hung out with my friends like this in a long time.

And now I cannot believe it's already monday. I know I should my time more wisely and finish all my homework by TODAY! I've been so lazy this weekend. Also, today I couldn't sleep in because I had to get up early to practice piano in order to get my hands warmed up before my piano teacher arrived at my house for a 2-hour lesson at 10 AM. I was really tired, and cranky after the lesson.

Then on wednesday.... great it's SCHOOL. =(

Haha. But I can't for wait Winter break! (=

Monday, November 3, 2008

Busy/Fast Life.

Esther Yang
Period 3: English
5:55 PM

I decided to write about how people can keep up with such busy schedules from reading Joanna and Tyler's blogs. Well, high school is a busy time for everyone. Although last year in the Tech. academy, I had a lot more homework then right now, there are a lot of other things to focus on. For instance, I've joined several clubs, sports, and other after school activities.

I've never really had time to hang out with my friends, and it's been that way ever since I was a young kid. I always had violin or piano lesson, a competition to go to, church gathering, or some kind of extracurricular activity I had to attend. I missed out on some fun that a lot of kids got to do at a younge age, when I couldn't. But I don't regret that, because I believe that has been a huge part of bringing me where I am today. I know how to deal with a stressful, hectic environment confidently because I was trained to do this at a young start, and now I realize it makes things easier for me in the long run. People ask me why I have to do "everything" and some of my friends constantly tell me, "Esther, you're insane!" or "Esther, you have too much on your plate."

I know I have a lot of things going on, but I enjoy the things I do, and I want challenge myself so I can expand my limits. I want to be a well rounded student, and at the same time know how to manage my time wisely. I still live my life everyday normally and know how to have fun. It's my schedule and routines that help me get through each day. Just like Joanna said in her blog, she has a routine she follows daily. Like her, I know what's going to happen after school and I know where I'm headed, and what I need to prepare for. It not only makes things less stressful for me, but makes me feel more organized.

I have a lot of things going on but the important thing is, I love what I'm doing so nothing else matters. I am joining a few clubs: debate club which I totally love, Key Club, Young Life, and zero hour Chamber Orchestra. These are all clubs that I have an interest for, because they're related to things I enjoy. A friend of mine and I are also planning to join the Royal Herald since we both love to write, but I don't know if it's an open possibility yet.

I have several other after school activities but it would be a lot to write down here. Some of them would be violin & piano lesson, Church orchestra, Bellevue Youth Symphony, cram school for SAT prep/study sessions, competitions, and the remainder activities. Then I'm expecting to have a few young piano students later on. All of these things fall in categories of mainly church, music, and education. In addition, I'm the vice president of a business website and I'm working on a KM Video Production with a small group of high school students, that'll take us about a few months or a year. It seems really overwhelming to list all the things I take part of everyday, but my life is still enjoyable and healthy because I've learned to be more organized. High school isn't that much harder compared to middle school. I mean, I was basically as busy back then as I am now.

I don't want to stop myself here from what I have. Although I can be lazy at times, I'm excited to learn and be productive in life. As each high school year passes, I want to grow even more and expand my limits. I want to try new things, and stay commited to new discoveries & passions. Although high school is a fast life, it's also a fun experience. It's basically the time of your life, and changes you dramatically so I want to make the best of it.

Monday, October 27, 2008

My Future Career

Esther Yang
Period 3: English
7:13 PM

My parents have always told me to "prepare for my future." I never took the time to understand what they said, but instead I'd just nodd away and push aside something so important. Now that I'm in high school, this is something I really regret doing. I should've listened to my parents, and planned this out before. Although I don't have an exact career of what I want to be, I have a basic idea of what I want to do.

I'm still discovering new things as I grow, but for now, I believe my main passions revolve around liberal arts, music, and helping other people/making differences. Ever since I was a young child, I loved to write. During my free time, I would write, write, and write. It was just something I loved to do. I also loved to learn about literature [such as Shakespeare], human behavior, philosophy, changes that have formed history, world news, politics, and etc. In addition, growing up, I was surrounded by music constantly. My parents and their past family members were strongly involved in music, being capable to play several instruments. It's been about 6-7 years I've played the violin, and 3-4 years I've played the piano. I can play other instruments as well such as the saxaphone, clarinet, and the electric guitar, but those 2 are my main. And, I don't know if I'm exactly "talented" in this area, but I love to sing. Whenever I sing, I feel so happy and filled with warmth. Lastly, I've always loved to help people and make differences in peoples lives. Whether it was giving simple advice, or saving a single life in Africa, I've enjoyed every single moment to help people around this world. Soup kitchens, volunteer service, donating money to homeless people in downtown seattle, or whatever.... passing on kindness and giving a hand to others is something I believe will make the world a better place.

Who knows exactly what I'll be when I grow up. I'm thinking of becoming some kind of teacher/professor that specializes in liberal arts. I don't care about the salary or money you earn. I just want to see myself in 10 years, living "rich" in happiness and enjoying what I'm doing. Honestly, I don't know if my parents would want me to be a teacher out of all the other high-paying professions there are. But I always thought it'd be great to meet different students from different types of backgrounds, life styles, personalities, and etc. I would want to learn about them, and bond with them, then at the same time giving them a hand in education, their future, their life, and passing on my knowledge to them. I want to be a teacher that can help kids succeed in life, and remember me as someone that helped them out in hard times, understood them, and made a difference in their lives. I can see myself as a teacher, telling funny stories, encouraging my students to make the world a better place whether it's inside a school building, community, or the world.

I believe every individual was brought here for a special purpose. Everyone is different, and has their own unique passion/talent in which they can help make a difference. I believe this is why I'm here.

Monday, October 20, 2008

Time passes by so quickly

Esther Yang
Period 3: English
10:15 PM

School seemed to end so quickly today. For some reason, I felt like I was only at school for 2 periods. It was pretty strange, and as I was thinking about this, all of a sudden my middle school memories just crashed down on me. As I reflected upon all the good memories and fun times I had, I realized that time flies by unbelievably fast! It just felt like yesterday I was entering the doors of Mill Creek ready to be an 8th grader. But the truth is, I'm already a freshman in high school!

I just wanted to write down all the good times I had in middle school. Those were the golden days. It was the start of growing up, and getting the feel of what reality was, but so many good things followed along with it. If I could choose my best year of school, I would definitely say 7th grade.

I remember me pushing past the heavy doors of Mill Creek, scared, looking like a scrawny little sevie, being pushed by the 8th graders as they strolled the hallways confidently. I remember I was the only kid from my elementary school to make it into the KTA, so I was really nervous about meeting new people.

Although I was really scared at first, I realized that I could've never been to any school greater than this. The KTA was an amazing experience for me and everyone. It was a small learning community, the teachers were so supporting and inspirational. Everyone was there for one another, and we basically knew what was going on each other's lives.

It was hard trying to adjust from elementary to middle school. We had a bigger work load than the average middle school student, but the bond we had with our teachers made up for it. Words cannot describe how close my 3 KTA teachers and I were. Mr. Romine, Ms. Gordon, and Mr. Riddell all changed my life in a huge way. They gave me the confidence and determination to fight after what I wanted, and to never give up. And I remember how my parents basically planned out a "korean banquet" for the KTA teachers, my friends, and I during lunch. My mom cooked all the food, and there was barbecue, noodles, vegetables, kimchi, rice, dumplings, and many other side-dishes. It was like a tradition that we expected every year.

Mr. Romine & Ms. Gordon were the main ones that always picked on me during class and joked around with me. It was just a first for me to be close with school teachers. In elementary school, I usually just talked with my friends like everyone else, but I was never really close to the teachers. I also remember the times where I would talk on msn with Ms. Gordon or Mr. Romine about random things and school after I finished my homework. I always told them how much they meant to me, and how they were the best teachers I ever had! I remember Ms. Gordon always telling me to stop, because she was crying and felt so touched! Hahaha. Basically, my middle school teachers were like my 2nd parents. Believe me, I love my parents to death and they give me a lot of support and encouragement. They're my role-models and inspiration in life. But it just felt good to have people other than my family to care for me outside of home.

What's funny is that my parents and my 7th grade teachers were pretty close. My parents were really touched to see how much teachers could do for their students. They saw the passion to make a difference in one's life in all of my teachers.

I'm so glad to have met such wonderful people, and to make unforgettable memories. I believe it is the people that are a huge part of my life, and the good times that are remembered that keeps me strong.

I'm so thankful from the bottom of my heart to have gone to KTA for my middle school years!
I hope every school year will be better and better, and I hope to not only bond with my teachers & friends, but to gain a lot of lessons and values that'll help me tremendously later on in life.

Monday, October 13, 2008

What Family means

Esther Yang
Period 3: English
8:43 PM

Today, during the whole day my mind was continally in a "deep-thinking mode." As I pondered through the subjects I wanted to talk about for my blog, I decided to talk about how you can always trust your family. So go ahead and read, and comment on what you think! Also, don't take my words too closely to the heart, since again.... I was in very "deep-thinking" mode today.

One lesson I learned is that, you can't trust anyone in this world except your family. Not your friends, boyfriend/girlfriend, or anyone else regardless of the fact that you've known them "all your life." I learned this the hard way.

People will come and go, and eventually forget about your existence. They have their own life, and paths to step into. They have their own future to worry about, and they're not going to take the effort to make you part of their lives 20 years from now. But, they can remember you in the depths of their heart as they live their lives. As part of growing up, over time, as I experienced hardships and lessons... I realized the only place you can turn to all the time is your family. I know that line right there sounded corny, and stupid, but it's truth.

Ever wonder why everyone always say family comes first, but never treat their parents and siblings with the same respect as they give to their friends? I just don't get it. Isn't what's first your best resource? Isn't what's first your most trustful resource? The word family has a special meaning to it, and it's so valuable. Nowadays, everyone just throws the word "family" around like it's nothing. Except, it's just so much more than that. You see, no one will care about what you did in your life. No one will care about the time in 5th grade when you got 1st place in a Spelling bee. And no one's going to remember when you graduated college, what year, what day, and what time. And no one's going to take the effort to describe all the details of how happy you were in that special moment. Only your family can do that. Whether your family seems like a hassle to deal with, I don't think people will ever know the amount of love a family is willing to provide.

So I learned that outside in this world, you just got to put a smile on your face, and live your life because people won't give a care. Your friends may comfort you and say they will, but they aren't you. They don't know the amount of pain or happiness you've dealt, at a certain minute, time, or year. It may seem different now, but once you step into reality… it's a different place.

Although these last 4 paragraphs sound so cold and straight-forward, it's the truth. You can't trust anyone, even if the words from your best friend have reminded you that you can always trust them. To some individuals, it may sound like the whole population of the world is filled with fakes, and liars. But that is not the truth. That is not my point. My point is… you can still maintain your truth, and live your life but you shouldn't trust anyone else sincerely before your family… because it is only guaranteed they will be the first to be there in times of depression and heavy moments.

People have many sides of them, but the main you can find in anyone is how they are like inside their homes, and how they're like out in the public. It won't benefit you in any way if you're a happy, positive person to your friends, teachers, and loved ones outside, when at home you're ignorant and selfish to the people that have you loved before you were even born. Although I, myself have not always formed my actions based on these beliefs… I know the common knowledge of "family first" and then friends. And I'm willing to make the effort to turn these actions into habits.

Overall, I have learned that everywhere you turn, there will always be people that are warm, nice, and willing to be your friend when you're new to a certain area. But You got to keep in mind, no matter how nice, no matter how hospitable the sincere seem…. Wherever you turn and whatever path you choose…. Your family will always be the first support you.

Definition of family: All the members of a household under one roof.

Definition of trust: reliance on the integrity, strength, ability, surety, etc., of a person or thing; confidence.


Monday, October 6, 2008

What's better, effort or achievement?

Esther Yang
Period 3: English
9:00 PM

I was reading a sample SAT essay question, and it asked if teachers should grade students based on their high achievements or effort. Both seem reasonable to be graded on, but as I started to think deeply, I believed that teachers should grade students on their effort.

I believe when students get a letter grade such as an "A," "+B," it does make themselves and their families happy and proud, but if you think farther into that, people CAN get top grades without even trying, or even cheating. Everyone is different, and some people are just born with sharp minds, understanding everything quickly and getting the job done simple. Others take a long time to understand, and are slow, painstaking workers. For me, I'd rather give an A to a slow worker that manages to try their best in their school work, rather than to give an A to an intelligent student that does not try their best.

When you see people in this world that have made a difference, or have succeeded in their career paths, they have all had to try their best and at one point, expand their limits. I don't believe your grades mean anything if you didn't earn your way up, or didn't try. I think the way to truly succeed is by working for it and being driven to try your best. The world will always appreciate and favor people that have the ability to do ingenius works, but what's the use if you don't put all the potential to work? People want to see the rare individuals that are willing to put in their full effort and time until they think they have done their utmost best.

Isn't that why Eleanor Roosevelt believes life should be lived to the fullest? Isn't that how the people that have changed history positively did the incredible things they did?

Effort is what determines how far people can go in life. A single letter does not prove your intelligence, or your ability.

Monday, September 29, 2008

View of High School so Far

Esther Yang
Period 3: English
9:08 PM

High School does not seem that challenging as I thought it was. Although there are more responsibilities, expectations, and new things to do, I don't feel nervous, or freaked out. I feel optimistic about high school. Although high school is much bigger, and the age range is huge, I feel very happy to finally be a freshman. All my teachers are very intelligent, and they seem to know what they're doing. I like them all, and I hope that the students and the teachers in KMTA will grow closer as a family [like how it was in Kent Technology Academy].
There are many things to worry about in high school. Your grades, Culminating project, SAT, extracurricular activities, your family, and your social life. Listing all these things that need to be covered seem overwhelming, but I believe I have a firm grip of what is going on in 9th grade, so I feel secure of where I am. I'm just relieved that I'm not stressing about every little thing that is happening high school.
I have already made many new friends, and have found old friends that I lost touch in middle school. High school has given me many new opportunities to great places, and I love that. I'm on good terms with everyone, and I feel so thankful to have another fresh start.
My goals for high school are to achieve all my classes and get a 4.0 average, continue to do several benefitial extracurricular activities, and read more so I can expand my vocabulary.
High school is very exciting and challenging but I'm all up for it, and I hope I will have the same positive attitude throughout the whole year!

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Something About Asian Parents

Esther Yang
9/25/08: 8:08 PM
Period 3: English

-This is not to offend anyone, just trying to make it sound funny, or as a joke. Please don't take this blog post personally, because it is not 100% true.

Asian parents are so much different from other american parents because of their totally different mindset. I feel that growing up with them makes you a totally different person. There are certain little things that they do that make a big difference between an asian american and all-american childhood.
They make you repeat every. single. thing. you say. and then spell it out, using words, preferably names. Example: "Dad, I'm going to Jennifer's house." "WHAT?!" "I'm going to jennifer's house." "You're going who, what?" "JENNIFER'S HOUSE!" "Who? spell her name." "J -e-n-n-i-f-e-r." "Ugh, j for jack, e for english, n for nose, another n for Norah, i for intelligence, f for five, e for eel, and r for river!" "Oh Esther! why don't you speak clearly!" Sigh.....
If you complain about anything, they always have a worse story from their childhood. I remember my friend once complained about how she hated drinking whole milk and her mom was like, "You should be thankful you even have milk! Back when I was young, there was such a shortage that we would be lucky if we had half a glass for our entire family! We almost had bone problems and we all had digestive problems, but there was only five bathrooms and seven children. Some of us were lactose intolerant too, so the toilets would get clogged and then--" jeez okay, okay. Life was hard. Don't need to get into the nitty gritty details there.
Personally, my parents aren't THAT different from American parents. The only thing that is similar to the things above regarding asian parents, is that when I complain about something, they always expand onto their past experiences and it just keeps on going on, and on, and on....
I don't know if this applies to ALL asian parents, it just seems common based on listening to my other asian friends' experiences too and even though these asian parent quirks can be somewhat annoying from time to time, i wouldn't have it any other way.