Hey people! I made a new xanga page. The new page will be about my life in Korea, thoughts about Korea, etc. A couple of you have requested updates on Korea, so if you're interested, check it out. ^^ Thanks!

http://adventuresoverseas.xanga.com/weblog

I like you, do you like me? Check yes or no.

If you check "yes," we can hold hands and see each other every day and pretend that we always knew that these were the series of moments we had been waiting for.

Check "no" and we feel awkward for a few days and avoid each other at lunchtime and it may be even a week or two before we're back to playing kickball together on the lower playing together at recess.

I miss fourth grade.

I'm Not Sure if I'm ready for my Parents to Have Facebook

It's not like I have anything on my facebook that I'm ashamed of. I'm ok if my future bosses, future/past love-interests visit and browse through sectioned off pieces of my life. So why does it bother me that my parents have this kind of access?

I guess I'm just not ready for that kind of attention. I don't mind that some girl I met once while waiting in the immigration skims through my deepest "notes" on love, life, and religion. I don't mind that anyone can see when I'm depressed or stressed or sick. I'd just prefer to be read like a newspaper: where you can skim through the parts that interest you and skip the parts that you don't have the time for. I appreciate your sympathies when I feel rejected or lost and you congratulations when something in this twisted, messed-up universe actually goes right.

But I LIKE fitting into the spaces of your day--when you're bored at work or wasting time before going to bed. I don't want your full-focused attention (with the possible acception of one person) and I hate that each status change has the possibility of creating sleepless nights or a barrage of phone calls or concerned emails.

It sounds so thirteen to say, but I feel totally invaded... 

"Lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again.

Lucky we're in love in every way,
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed.
Lucky to be coming home someday."

~Jason Mraz

Sometimes it pains me to think of all the things that you're missing and that you can never understand about me: all the quotable quotes from the movies that "practically everyone knows!" and all the not-so-obscure references to the pop culture of our times. And I wonder, how much of me can you really know when communication is so limited? Can you still understand when I almost cry when talking about my mother? Or when I'm lost in the depth of a book that is seemingly filled with meaningless shapes and spaces? The world is full of beautiful things and not enough languages to capture them all..and though there are times when your heart finds mine in the silence of a slight expression change, there are moments in which i find myself yelling from the other side of the chasm, only to have the wind sweep my syllables into a cluttered pile of sound.

*~*~ I'm so blessed to know such wonderful people in two very different places on our little globe. I'm excited about the new chances You've given, chances that I don't necessarily deserve. Tonight even though some things may seem confusing, I simply want to say: "Thank You."