red shoes, red skillet

    I’m listening to DBSK’s Premium Live Solos right now and they’re blowing me away. Together they’re already amazing, and apart they are still amazing. Each song has its own special mood to it and each song fully exploits the talents of their voices.

Yunho’s song “Crazy Life” is pretty crazy, with heavy hip-hop beats and his strong voice suits the song perfectly.

Junsu’s song “Rainy Night” is a ballad, something he’s very very good at doing, but a little boring, I have to admit. But his voice melds all the Japanese together you don’t hear the language anymore, just his voice and the music. I can’t describe it.

Jaejoong’s  song “Maze”is just…so very different from all the songs the boys have done together, it’s rock. Jaejoong has a beautiful, versatile voice and he’s just awesome in this song.

Yoochun’s song “My Girlfriend” really shows the sexy, sensual side of him and fully exploits his deep, husky voice, even if the song itself isn’t so catchy.

Changmin’s song “WILD SOUL” features a Yunho rap in the beginning, but Changmin owns it with his passionate singing. The song is a gorgeous combination of Jaejoong’s and Yunho’s songs.

These songs have really really lifted me up from a DBSK slump, I was getting tired of their songs. These really are my boys, they never leave you for long. I think I might like them in Japan more than I like them in Korea because in Japan, the singles they put out are so different and good, especially these five new songs.

Keep up the great work, guys!

So it’d October 24th and I have basically a week until the the EA deadline for Emerson is here. So I better get my act together and answer those friggin’ short answers if I want to go to Emerson. I actually struggle with that a lot, which is my number one choice? I don’t have a clear first choice because while Emerson is a communications-centric school, it’s in Boston. I know I’ll miss my mom’s food the most, and I’ll miss my room and my family. I’m gonna be honest here and say that I’m scared for my room if I leave. My mom’ll have it open because the laundry line is outside my room, and if it’s always open then my cousins might go in when they come over and I hate anybody in my room without me with them. And I know my cousins like my pretty earrings and little things all around…

Okay so I just went on a huge tangent. But yeah, Emerson’s so far away from here. I honestly think Syracuse is my first choice because at least it’s still in New York, and has other majors if I choose not to pursue advertising. I can still do so many things, I can earn a degree in something and go on to do voice acting because that’s what I really really love.

I love expressing myself through my voice. I’m not great at singing but when I read aloud in class, the class usually listens, or in stitches because my newswoman voice is hilarious. Seriously.

It’s 9:52 and I still haven’t really started my homework. I’m supposed to memorize my duo piece for Forensics, too. We’re definitely competing on Saturday and if I want to do well, I’d better get my act together and memorize. And buy my goddamn suit. I talked with Annie and we’re going Friday after our school meetings, and maybe we’ll have Korean for dinner.

I really like Korean food, but I don’t think I can eat it constantly because every time I have it I have so much of it I won’t crave it for another month. There’s a Korean restaurant near my workplace, but it’s not truly authentic–but then again I’ve only had the take-out lunch boxes from there, so maybe I’m wrong. I actually don’t want any right now but when Friday rolls around I probably will…and if we go to Daedong MyunOk I hope I don’t get the galbi thang again, I never finish.

9:56. I should really do my math homework. I don’t understand why I take so long to do my homework, I like doing my math homework. Speaking of homework and math, I got my report card today and I did pretty well. Newman failed me. FAILED ME. And it’s a Major class, you’re not supposed to fail any of your major’s classes. He gave me a 60 and while I did fail the (one and only) test he gave us, I know my stuff. I know our Constitution pretty well, for crying out loud. And he also put in “lack of class participation.” What?! Every time I’ve raised my hand and suggested a definition for something (which is the only oppurtunity we had to speak when learning the Constitution, anyway), he shot me down. Geez. But at least I passed math. Just barely, but I did. I really need to bring up my test scores, I hate how I understand the classwork and homework and then BAM a test slaps me in the face.

10:00 Okay seriously I’m doing my homework, memorizing some more, and sleeping. I’m having appetite problems at school, but I’ll talk about that tomorrow.

    I’m typing slower and more awkward, spelling things wrong and stuff because I hit my right index finger on the tip playing handball at school. Janelle thinks Licitra’s trying to not do weight training with us because weight training is boring. So she’s making us practice the Pacer test on the rooftop and having us play handball in between.

Handball’s pretty hard–it’s basically hand-eye coordination with a really small ball. I’m pretty much crap at handball, but so is my handball-buddy Akash. Well, she doesn’t want to be here, so she’s not putting much effort into hitting balls. I’m trying to type with my middle finger so my index finger can stop feeling funny, but it’s weird. My middle finger bumps into other keys and I have to retype words.

So this is me on WordPress. I like the clean style so much better than ad-ridden LJ or slow, blocky Xanga. This “write post” page flows, with vague lines and simple colors.

Maybe I’ll blog more often now with a new site.