Their words mostly noises
Ghosts with just voices
Your words in my memory
Are like music to me
I'm miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold ground
and I, I pray that something picks me up
and sets me down in your warm arms
-Snow Patrol
Monday, February 22, 2010
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Saturday Morning
Lately, I feel that I've been failing in all aspects of my life. So, I've decided that it's time to get back on track so that I don't feel so lazy and unproductive.
I haven't been going to SRE to T.A. lately. I ran into Stella (SRE director) on Sunday and she still thinks that I'm a "super TA" so I decided to substitute for Julie's 2nd grade class while she's at a retreat this weekend. I realized that this small sacrifice on saturday mornings really makes all the difference in my life. I love our little catholic children and I've found that I actually get more out of this experience than the kids do... in my opinion. :)
So, I'm off to enlighten little 7 year olds about Lent and how they should try to be good little Catholics. Other than that....I'll have the rest of the day off to study/play on my own until the C.I.C. meeting at 7 pm.
I took the road that led to nowhere. Now I'm going to backtrack and take the right one.
It's great to be back :)
I haven't been going to SRE to T.A. lately. I ran into Stella (SRE director) on Sunday and she still thinks that I'm a "super TA" so I decided to substitute for Julie's 2nd grade class while she's at a retreat this weekend. I realized that this small sacrifice on saturday mornings really makes all the difference in my life. I love our little catholic children and I've found that I actually get more out of this experience than the kids do... in my opinion. :)
So, I'm off to enlighten little 7 year olds about Lent and how they should try to be good little Catholics. Other than that....I'll have the rest of the day off to study/play on my own until the C.I.C. meeting at 7 pm.
I took the road that led to nowhere. Now I'm going to backtrack and take the right one.
It's great to be back :)
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Email in the Morning
Got into UC Irvine today.
They sent me an email saying that "my admissions status has changed." So I spazzed out for 15 minutes trying to log on to 'my admission status' to see whether I was accepted or rejected. Why can't they be as cordial as Riverside?
At least UCR had the courtesy to send me a specialized acceptance letter that had bold headlines - "CONGRATULATIONS! YOU HAVE BEEN ACCEPTED."
Haha. But I forgive them. At least they accepted me.
Now I can let out a sigh of relief and know that I have a good backup school. :)
They sent me an email saying that "my admissions status has changed." So I spazzed out for 15 minutes trying to log on to 'my admission status' to see whether I was accepted or rejected. Why can't they be as cordial as Riverside?
At least UCR had the courtesy to send me a specialized acceptance letter that had bold headlines - "CONGRATULATIONS! YOU HAVE BEEN ACCEPTED."
Haha. But I forgive them. At least they accepted me.
Now I can let out a sigh of relief and know that I have a good backup school. :)
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
After the Same Rainbow's End
Moon River, wider than a mile,
I'm crossing you in style some day.
Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker,
wherever you're going I'm going your way.
Two drifters off to see the world.
There's such a lot of world to see.
We're after the same rainbow's end--
waiting 'round the bend,'
my huckleberry friend,
Moon River and me.
I'm crossing you in style some day.
Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker,
wherever you're going I'm going your way.
Two drifters off to see the world.
There's such a lot of world to see.
We're after the same rainbow's end--
waiting 'round the bend,'
my huckleberry friend,
Moon River and me.
Monday, February 15, 2010
Bucket List
I decided that I should make a Bucket List.
I'm actually quite serious about this. I hope I can put a line through all of these throughout the years. :)
I'm actually quite serious about this. I hope I can put a line through all of these throughout the years. :)
- Read all of Jane Austen's completed novels
- Get married in St. Thomas
- Lector for the Pope
- Own a Husky/ poong-san
- Learn how to surf
- Swim the English Chanel
- Swim with dolphins
- Read the back summaries on every book in the Literature section of Barnes/Borders
- Buy all of Hayao Miyazaki DVDs
- Watch Phantom of the Opera
- Have my own formal art exhibit and invite all my friends/family/etc.
- Ride on the super super super tall swingset in Korea
- Meet Jang Geun Seuk (or marry him)
- Buy all my favorite korean dramas in DVD
- Sculpt a human-size sculpture
- Live in France/Italy for a few years
- Visit Saint Chapel
- Go star gazing by myself or with one other person out in nature. Like legit star-gazing.
I can't think of anything else for the meantime. I'll keep adding more randomly at the end of my posts. I'll number them so I don't lose track.
Bravo, Claire Cho
I am currently freaking out.
Two essays, a Euro test, Gov't test, Physics test and A BUTTLOAD of homework due tomorrow.
And in the meanwhile, I will receive a spontaneous Brown University phone interview within the next 6 hours.
Why oh why do I do this to myself. I really don't understand.
Two essays, a Euro test, Gov't test, Physics test and A BUTTLOAD of homework due tomorrow.
And in the meanwhile, I will receive a spontaneous Brown University phone interview within the next 6 hours.
Why oh why do I do this to myself. I really don't understand.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Love, Your Daughter
I did the dishes today.
Can't remember how it started, but washing the dishes kind of became my way of thanking my parents subtly. I know its not much...but being the spoiled child that I am, every time I turn up the songs on my iTunes playlist, put on those pink rubber gloves, and scrub the plates and utensils to the beat of the songs, I feel happy that I can do at least this much for my parents.
My mom's really busy everyday. She works as an office manager at Almer SAT, cares for my ill grandmother, and takes care of me every hour of the day, all the while trying to attend daily mass. My dad works long hours in L.A. while doing a lot of work as the head of his Regio group at church. I probably have the best parents in the world. Hands down. But often I find myself not giving them the respect and affection that they deserve.
My mom and I aren't the tidiest of people in the world. This drives my dad crazy sometimes, but my mom just doesn't have the time to rest, much less do the dishes.
So, although it's not much, I hope that my little effort makes my mom and dad happy when they see an empty sink when they get home
Can't remember how it started, but washing the dishes kind of became my way of thanking my parents subtly. I know its not much...but being the spoiled child that I am, every time I turn up the songs on my iTunes playlist, put on those pink rubber gloves, and scrub the plates and utensils to the beat of the songs, I feel happy that I can do at least this much for my parents.
My mom's really busy everyday. She works as an office manager at Almer SAT, cares for my ill grandmother, and takes care of me every hour of the day, all the while trying to attend daily mass. My dad works long hours in L.A. while doing a lot of work as the head of his Regio group at church. I probably have the best parents in the world. Hands down. But often I find myself not giving them the respect and affection that they deserve.
My mom and I aren't the tidiest of people in the world. This drives my dad crazy sometimes, but my mom just doesn't have the time to rest, much less do the dishes.
So, although it's not much, I hope that my little effort makes my mom and dad happy when they see an empty sink when they get home
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Art is...
Art is such a loaded word. No denying I love it... but at times I truly abhor the word. It scares me.
While I made my portfolio these past 2 years, I had many times when I just wanted to close my ears and scream. I see so many young artists painting dark, disturbing images of fear, turmoil, and depression and countless of times was and felt pressured to paint in such a style. I see the work of contemporary artists, with oversimplified, indiscernible compositions and wonder if that is that I have to do to succeed as a 21st century artist. What happened to beauty? Life? love? Where are all of these things in art today?
I am not saying that paintings of disturbing images and messages are necessarily bad. They are how people choose to express themselves. I just wonder why 'professionals' in Art seem to appreciate a painting of a bulimic woman over that of a young mother and child?
........
Okay, on a lighter note. Last sunday, my friends and I went to Irvine Spectrum. As usual, we visited Urban Outfitters to wallow in the prettiness and unaffordableness of most of their products.
I always found myself more drawn to their home furnishing/gadgets&gizmos section than their clothing section. They always have canvases with images of simple, but really pretty art. Whether its photography on canvas or simple paintings done by an unrecognized artist, each artpiece was visually appealing. There would huge canvases depicting city lights, asian-style sakura trees, a couple kissing in a gondola, clouds, blotches of colors, etc.
After seeing these artworks, I realized that I think too much. Always, when I stand in front a blank canvas, I try so hard to create a perfect classical piece or try to put as much deeper meaning into it as possible. Art should just be an expression of your core being. So I've decided to save up as much money as possible, buy myself a bunch of different size canvases and just paint whatever I feel like painting. It doesn't have to be a masterpiece. It doesn't have to have any philosophical or meaningful reason behind it.
Just pick up the brush and let it blossom on the canvas.
Just paint, Claire. Just paint.
While I made my portfolio these past 2 years, I had many times when I just wanted to close my ears and scream. I see so many young artists painting dark, disturbing images of fear, turmoil, and depression and countless of times was and felt pressured to paint in such a style. I see the work of contemporary artists, with oversimplified, indiscernible compositions and wonder if that is that I have to do to succeed as a 21st century artist. What happened to beauty? Life? love? Where are all of these things in art today?
I am not saying that paintings of disturbing images and messages are necessarily bad. They are how people choose to express themselves. I just wonder why 'professionals' in Art seem to appreciate a painting of a bulimic woman over that of a young mother and child?
........
Okay, on a lighter note. Last sunday, my friends and I went to Irvine Spectrum. As usual, we visited Urban Outfitters to wallow in the prettiness and unaffordableness of most of their products.
I always found myself more drawn to their home furnishing/gadgets&gizmos section than their clothing section. They always have canvases with images of simple, but really pretty art. Whether its photography on canvas or simple paintings done by an unrecognized artist, each artpiece was visually appealing. There would huge canvases depicting city lights, asian-style sakura trees, a couple kissing in a gondola, clouds, blotches of colors, etc.
After seeing these artworks, I realized that I think too much. Always, when I stand in front a blank canvas, I try so hard to create a perfect classical piece or try to put as much deeper meaning into it as possible. Art should just be an expression of your core being. So I've decided to save up as much money as possible, buy myself a bunch of different size canvases and just paint whatever I feel like painting. It doesn't have to be a masterpiece. It doesn't have to have any philosophical or meaningful reason behind it.
Just pick up the brush and let it blossom on the canvas.
Just paint, Claire. Just paint.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Rainy Day
Rainy days, oddly enough, make me feel all warm and cozy inside. I came home from a long day at school, changed into my dad's big baseball shirt, boa-contrictored Mochi to near death, baked brownies, and melted my icy feet in hot water.
Ideally, I would pick up where I left off in Persuasion and drink a warm cup of Starbuck's Tazo Calm Tea, but my cravings for Korean Romance/Comedy Dramas has kicked into full gear. These past 5 months of fasting from dramas in order to finish apps&portfolio were even harder than giving up chocolate for Lent. So, Jane Austen and flavored water will just have to wait for another rainy day (tomorrow?). Besides, I don't exactly have the means to get to Starbucks.
P.S. I decided to create this new blog because I couldn't remember the password and username for my other one that I used for 3 consecutive years up until my junior year. I should be crowned Miss Short-Term-Memory.
P.P.S. I shall try to update daily, if not more often. (lets see how long I can keep this up)
Until then, Adieu :)
Ideally, I would pick up where I left off in Persuasion and drink a warm cup of Starbuck's Tazo Calm Tea, but my cravings for Korean Romance/Comedy Dramas has kicked into full gear. These past 5 months of fasting from dramas in order to finish apps&portfolio were even harder than giving up chocolate for Lent. So, Jane Austen and flavored water will just have to wait for another rainy day (tomorrow?). Besides, I don't exactly have the means to get to Starbucks.
P.S. I decided to create this new blog because I couldn't remember the password and username for my other one that I used for 3 consecutive years up until my junior year. I should be crowned Miss Short-Term-Memory.
P.P.S. I shall try to update daily, if not more often. (lets see how long I can keep this up)
Until then, Adieu :)
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