Fox in socks, our game is done, sir.

growing up with a mother who taught english as a second language in the home country (who am i kidding?? i was born here..) meant that as children my brother and i were constantly surrounded by english books. before my sister was born, i was constantly envious of my brother who was an incredible fast learner who started reading before he even got into kindergarten and was reciting stories he had memorized out of books and story tapes. as we grew up, his constant gaming allowed him to broaden his horizon onto learning more english and even japanese while i struggled in school just to learn the basics of korean. when we used to visit our cousins in the states, they took us to disneyland all the time, and my brother was able to read the map and signs. i think the one time i was truly crushed when he read the sign to adventure land when i couldn't, and i had been living in the states for awhile now. granted it took me less time to learn this damn country's language than it usually takes some people, i remember every damn struggle i had..


after about a year i went back to korea to visit and found my mom's copy of "Fox in Socks" in the back of the car. by then i was able to read chapter books, not to mention children's books... i used to rattle off the difficult tongue twisters all the time whenever we went out, and even to this day i'd say some of those out of memory.. and then comes the biggest triumph: my brother had lamented to my mom about how he was envious of my english skills.
now, every time i pass by dr. geisel's statue out in front of the library i feel that same triumph.
as trivial as it is, the moment of glory is satisfying.
i think the memory of such thing and its relation to dr. seuss was what got me so darn attached to this place when i came here for orientation.

the whole point of that anecdote? there is none; i've been spending a lot of time in the library lately and it just reminded me of something good in life.

a bunch of us ended up going to kim's art show today. it was simple, yet insightful. who knew pasting +200 pictures of one's self on the wall could evoke such feelings in others? i don't know.. seeing all those different faces, i couldn't help wonder: "how many of them are for real? why do we allow some people see certain face while not letting the others? what does our expression say about ourselves to the others, and how do they perceive us...?" it would've been simpler to just laugh along with the rest of the kids and not have any thoughts, but hey.. it's an art show; it was exhibited for a reason, no???

man, it's only been about 2 and a half hour in this place and my fingers and brain has gone numb.. seeing that the midterm is 30% of the final grade, i'm kinda burnt out and unmotivated. this is terrible. i should at least finish the hw, but i got suckered into blogging after reading all the other people's..

speaking of which....

there's been an escalation in taiko member blogs.. (fun fact: i was looking up a word to use instead of increase, and the thesaurus site i was on was advertising for male breast ENLARGMENT.. guys? do you have something you'd like to tell us??) it started with just couple of people, and now, i've accumulated about 7-8 different blogs on my bookmark. sheesh. BUT it's fun to read what other's have to say one certain matter or just the events of the day... i wonder if my blog has the same effect on others.
however,
i can also see how more and more members are finding themselves in a perpetual cycle unhappiness and expressing themselves nonverbally.. (as do i, duh) i'm just wondering if that unhappiness is the reason we get along.. or if the superficiality of our facade is preventing us from knowing who we all are...

man, this is a long entry. the lack of caffeine and healthy food takes a toll on ya, kids. don't eat junk food, exercise more, and for god's sake.. get some sleep.
crack is whack guys; don't do it.

Thank you for a lot of fun, sir.