A Little Girl's Dream

Girl's dream about two things: Prom and their Wedding. Watching all these movies and TV shows, gives you these ideas about how prom should and would be. When I was little I'd imagined myself going to prom with a handsome guy and he would ask me in a very creative and cute way. I'd be in a beautiful Cinderella type-poofy dress with those beautiful long white gloves, beautiful curls, and possibly a tiara. And during the slow dance he would give me a kiss.

Haha, some girls actually get to live those chances with maybe the exception of the poofy dress. I'd never thought that prom would be so difficult to plan. Especially with the large group that I was going with - where to eat, why are you going with him, where to take pictures, ride arrangements. I was exhausted by the tim

e we went to eat. I think the most hilarious moment of pre-prom was finding a date. At first, I knew I had no one to go with and I thought going by myself with my friends would so much better. I was texting my ex one night. We were talking about prom and he wasn't going because he didn't have money to buy tickets and that he didn't have a date. I jokingly said that I would go with him. And guess what?! The next day he texted me and asked if my offer was still standing. -.- What was I to do? *sigh* He's quite an emotional guy. Like our break-up was a natural disaster. I would never EVER want to go through it again. But why am I friends with him? I'm

the type of person who'll forgive and forget (sort of). So, here I am with him at prom. And the idiot leaves me in the middle of it to go to a concert. Which to me was quite alright. I was more comfortable dancing around. :p

The dancing. Hah. Because I go to a school whose racial majority is African American. The music was mainly rap. Songs and dances I've never heard or seen. *This is not an insult in anyway* I just wished that there was some Ke$ha or Lady Gaga. Something I can jump and pump my fist in the air. Everyone just grinded - even during the "slow" songs. I can not whatsoever dance like my other friends did to save my life. I just look awkward! But hey, what can I do? As long as I was with my friends. I was having the time of my life. The after party was great. So much fun! :D haha. Prom. My first experience was great. Although it wasn't what I imagined, I still had fun. Did you know that I had to go through the situation of "buying and returing" 3 times until I found the perfect dress! Crazy huh? I'm going to another prom in two more weeks. Let's see what this school has in store for me *.^ And the dress for this prom only took me two trips to another city to finally get the feel. Ladies you know what I mean. The feel that when you have this dress, you are the most beautiful girl in the room! I'll update you on the next prom!

Believing and Standing Up for Yourself

Song of the Day: Love Again - S.M. The Ballad

My dears, I'm writing to you amidst my studying for my Psychology Exam. I've been wanting a blogger for quite some time. I feel I can let go of my thoughts and feelings like talking to a psychiatrist - this is free...Yeah I know there are some actual places that you can go to for free.

Everyone at some point of their lives have dreams to do something. You can't just never have dreams. Being the major K-Pop fan that I am, I found out that

JYP is having auditions in America!! To all my K-Pop lovers, that's freaking exciting, no? Well, they're not having auditions in Atlanta or anywhere near me. Bummer. I messaged my K-Pop lover friend, Lisa. She's the beautiful mixed girl in my picture - the one in the blue dress. We planned to go and try out together - flying to New York. Which seems perfectly fine since she's of legal age to take care of anyone, however, there was an obstacle in our way. The parents. Not too long ago (not even an hour ago) I just asked my mom to go. She said no. Wait. Let me start from the beginning. I started with the conversation asking my mom if she's ever had a dream to do something. She started saying sarcastic and meaningless responses. My dad, well he kept interjecting useless words. Do they not believe in me? I told them that I would pay for everything and I have a relative that I can live with. So, why not. They never tell me why. I learned in psychology that parents who keep their children in tight grip that they (the children) will lose control of themselves at some point. I thought that this logic didn't apply to me, but now that I think abo

ut it. Does it now?

It's been a while since I fought with my dad. I think the last time I fought with him was my freshman year of high school - I'm a junior. That's not long now is it. But hey, that's a record! :p When I was little I couldn't stand up for myself against my dad. I was the little girl and my dad, well he was this tall guy with an authoritative voice - with a might wrist. I think I got spank and hit with a hanger and a duster (the one with the feathers and a stick-end) in the butt quite alot. Yes, I was a rebellion. I'm quite good at it now. I know

what his limits are and the spots that ruptures a volcano. Literally! I now find his threats hilarious and meaningless. Yes, guys. I poked the spot guys. And it was quite fun. It was such an adrenaline rush! I always cry when he yells at me and those tears were tears of hatred. This time, however were tears of sorrow. I cried for my dad. I felt sorry for him.

Now, I know you readers are thinking. THIS DOES NOT MAKE FREAKING SENSE! Well, It does. The talk about the audition led to the fight. W

hich led to me standing up for myself. And how? I didn't cry because I was scared - not now. Not anymore. While my dad ran towards me to yell at me. I just stood there. Back and shoulders straight. Now, this is not to make you guys call social services. This is not an everyday thing. Some people just have REALLY bad temper/anger

problems. Including me - hey that trait has gotta go somewhere, but I try to suppress it. Yeah, I'm not helping. I like to talking about random things, but hey they go hand-in-hand. It's like me trying to clean up my house. I can't just clean the shoe room and then fix the book shelf. I do a lil of the shoes and then the books. Finish the books and then finish the shoes. Makes sense? No? ahaha. Oh well.

This has been fun. I can't talk about this to my sister or friends. I'm afraid of them saying that I'm too whiney. Whereas here...we're all strangers here to comfort and listen to one another. So cheers to us!

Believe in yourself. Stand up for yourself. No matter what people say - you will achieve your goal. You just need to work hard because you can't achieve your dreams unless your work for it.

Oh, here the site to audition for JYP: http://audition.jype.com/2011usaaudition/index.asp

Good Luck if you do audition!