Team Jacob, for sure.

SPAAAAAAAAAAAZZ!! PURE GENIUS!
I promised myself I wouldn't blog about useless topics and unimportant aspects of my life, but I not only feel that New Moon deserves a spastic post, but adds any sort of significance into my obsessive life. Twilight, you are the seed to my obsessive life. Causing me to obsess over fictional vampires and soon enough causing me to believe that special people, were in reality, vampires. And now, speculating some to be werewolves.
The Twilight Saga; New Moon. I must give you props, you have redeemed yourself.
I remember reading New Moon, hating Jacob Black. I hated his every Native American, Quiluete guts. Reading New Moon with hate and my anger boiling, waiting for Edward Cullen's return. But, Chris Weitz, I am in love with Jacob. You have completely changed my opinions on the wolf pack and I have gone from Team Edward to Team Jacob.
Yes, I cried during the movie. Yes, I am a sap for werewolves. Just kidding, but I did cry. New Moon brought back so many nostalgic memories. Failing to do homework and staying up just to read, crying on Edward's departure, crumbling the sides of my book on the thought of Jacob, holding hands with my personal Edward (-_-) walking to sixth period... The list goes on! And just maybe, I might have to plan on watching Eclipse all on my own. Although I pray for better acting skills upon the "beloved" vampire and the damsel in distress Bella. Taylor Launter, you're perfect the way you are, oh my god.
Eclipse, I promise to be first in line on the first midnight showing, wearing my Team Jacob t-shirt. I promise!
Just kidding, though I hope to watch it on midnight..

Too freaking pretty...

"Don't get me upset."

My favorite scene, the tragic hero of the story.

Just because Momo reminds me of Jake, when he's a werewolf that is.

I am done spazzing. The fire has just died out. Irrelevance.

Leave him the hell alone, you're ruining my life. Fuck.

Love Letters.

Hullo November!
Although it is already mid-November, I must say my greetings~
November, all you have brought me is sheer disappointment, but that's okay, I forgive you. Because, in many ways, I have disappointed October. Maybe the last few weeks of November, I will redeem myself and December will treat me well. Maybe, December will treat me as well as I hope and help me with my "to-do list." November, let us end on a positive note!
Dear December,
I kind of expect a lot from you. Each year, you have brought me much grief, yet given me much to be thankful for. Each December I thought was the end of the world, yet looking back, I love you, the most. December, you have taught me much and provided me with memories I will cherish forever. Two years ago, you have given me a cold winter with music to keep me dreaming. Last year, you have given me someone to deal with. This year, I hope you give me time for myself. This year, I expect a change and this time, I expect myself to embrace the change, to be the change. This year, yet again, I have allowed somebody to get to me and I predict an interesting time with you, because this person has the ability to make me sad, yet happy all the same. I have made the mistake again, but I believe this time will be different. Because December, you have taught me well and although, I have made the mistake during the horribly heated weather in the summer, you have taught me to think for myself. So December, let us have this month for mainly myself, despite the person I have allowed into my life. I hope to have yet another memorable month with you and look forward to spending another thirty one days with you. Together, we will enter the year of 2010, and you will help me prepare for not just a month of change, but you will prepare me for the Year of Change. December, my friend, we can do it!

XOXO, Yoorin.

I am an insomniac, laying in bed is such a waste of time. I haven't been drinking coffee lately, I wonder what's up?

UNNIE & BAHPEUL,
Oy! Baby Mama's, this is your CUTEST, WONDERFUL, KINDEST, CARING, LOVELIEST baby of the trio speaking! 우리 싸이버 언제가냐?? Oh wait, unnie, you don't have Korean on your computer, ha!!
밥풀아... 읽을수 있냐? 바보 똥구몽! 개밥!!! ^________^ 싸랑, 요~ Know what I'm saying!?
When are we going to Cyberzone for our "Befores'!?"
My 고JES babies! 언니는 이거 못 읽어~ ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
밥아! 이거 읽울수 있지? 아이구 나에게 RISD로 간다고 너무 행복하당 (애교... 획!!!!!!! -0- ) 그리고 밥언니... お財布を破った申し訳ありません ......... ㅠㅠ
그리고 우리 못난 언닌~ 못 읽고 어떻하지? ㅠㅠ 신발 찌저서 미안................ 영어로 못 쓰겠음. 미안미안미안미안!!! ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ
Hehe, fobesque is for me. Poor Emma unnie, you can't read what I said because it comes out as " ? ? ? " I talked crap about you anyway. And Bahp, HAHA, you can't understand the Japanese, huh? Talked bad about you in Japanese. LOL, suckaaaaa!!
Love you, Baby Mama's.

XOXO,
아주 착한 막내, Maknae.

Wonder what's up with all this kindness too?

Not too hot.

My temper is getting cut short these days. People are starting to piss me off. Which is ironic because I'm a person too. But it doesn't matter because it's not like I'm going to voice it out or anything. I hate making people priorities, when I'm left as an option. It might not even occur to them that they're doing but, you know what? I quit being understanding. And, too bad I'm freaking over it. Fuck you. And I honestly don't care if it hurts or not. Fuck you and your unecessary shit. I'm unforgiving, unwelcoming, and I'm a bitch.
I heard something funny today, something that was supposed to make me happy.
Should have made me happy.
Do you know what I hate the most? I hate time. I hate numbers. I hate waiting. I never want to have to wait ever again, never have to anticipate something. But, you know what I hate the most? I hate obsessing. I hate obsessing. I hate obsessive. I want it to get the fuck away from me.
You know, just this once I thought something was working in my light. Just this once, I thought I was given the chance to make everything happen. Just this once, I thought I was given the opportunity to shine in my own light and to learn to live on my own. Despite my selfishness and greediness, I thought everything was going to be alright. I was planning my life on a dream and I just woke up.
I wanted everything for myself, putting myself in front of everybody else. I didn't like the change, but I found some way to make it happen, selfishly. And somehow, I thought everything would work out. Fuck it. Nothing works out how I want it, anyway. I'm a hater.

I am having major writer's block and I can't seem to write my Short Response. It tells me to share my backgrounds, experiences, and viewpoints. With that, they want me to explain how I'd contribute to my college of choice. I sit, think, and I get stuck. I try to think of something "dazzling," something to make my application a little more zesty. Then it hits me that I really don't have anything to offer. I like to sit, sleep, eat, listen to music and I whine and complain like there's no tomorrow. I don't think I'm mature enough for college and I don't think I've exactly found myself just yet. Maybe I just might have to pull back my life two more years.