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 Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 4:12 pm
  ╤╤╤ ڎїŋ Chõi ๆๆๆ
Jin Soo Choi
| 2nd Year |
| Hufflepuff |
”They say that life‘s a stage;
So throw yourself out there and be loved for it.” [[schedule will be posted here]]
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 4:23 pm
 [If this is a dream] Then I am really Lily Wong. [Look me up] Jin || Soo || Choi[But you can call me] Jin, Jinny, or Jin-soo. [Please don‘t say] Soo/Sue, any Asian reference, Shorty, Choy, Soy [I seem to be] carefree and happy, which is how I try to seem. I‘ve been called cute and people think I‘m rather ditzy and spacey. [But I am] worrisome, though still cute. I’ve got a lot of energy so I try and keep busy, but through and through, I’m a daydreamer. [I‘m just a] girl [who knows she likes] to swing both ways. [I “House“ with] the cute and kind Huff’puffs. [I came about] September 12 [to become] an earthly virgin [and have survived] for 13 whole years. [And I am currently] facing my second endeavor at Hogwarts. [The relatives] are Dae Min Choi (mom) and Seung Kwan Choi (dad). [bloodline] I love my Muggle parents to death. [My source of power is] 7 ½ [inches of] vine to hold onto [with] a fairy wing inside.  [Expecto Patronum] and if done right, which seldom occurs, a giant dragonfly appears. What an odd creature. [I keep] a burrowing owl [I rightfully call] Ha-Neul [Sporting the House Cup] is one of my goals. I’d like to do my best! To the beater right reserves! (maybe!) [Looks aren‘t everything] but they ARE how you often recognize people. Even twins usually have a little something that’s different in appearance, even if it‘s hard to find. As for me, I‘m 4 foot seven of Korean blood. But please don‘t give me short nicknames. My body is slim because I eat well and have a good metabolism, but I still have just a little bit of a stomach. I have fair skin, a cute little round nose, and dark brown eyes that match my hair perfectly. My eyebrows could be fuller, but beggars can‘t be choosers as they say.
I‘ve been told that I look a couple years older than I am. Well, I guess it might come in handy later. All the better to attract people who aren‘t complete idiots I suppose. Then again, the taunting is worse for it. I have wavy hair that reaches to my bust, but for some reason seems shorter when I straighten it. My face isn’t quite a circle, but it isn’t an oval either. It’s somewhere inbetween.
My fashion? I‘d have to say it‘s rather good. I do well with mixing and matching tones and styles, and I know what looks good with my body and face, so it‘s hard to catch me looking bad. Besides, all the cute clothes are in my size anyway. My finger nails aren‘t very long, but I don‘t bite them, and I don‘t blemish easily. I don‘t usually wear make-up, but when I do it‘s usually just mascara and a clear lipgloss.  [history/biography] It was a hard time for everyone involved. The war, I mean. The one over in Vietnam, but strongly affected all Korean areas, North and South? I‘d heard the stories many times from my parents and grandparents. Vietnam was one of the worst wars to have ever occurred during recorded history. Foul, tricky, the citizens were being pushed and forced this way in that with wave after wave of confusion and fear. And, depending on who was in the area, were slaughtered for helping this party or that. No one was safe, anywhere.
That‘s why, I was told, they moved. They saved up their money and sold all that they could and even hid themselves in cargos and wagons and broke laws to get away. As far away as they could from the war and the blood and the fighting. The Choi family, and a quite a few others with them and at other times, other ways, made their way to what is now known as the U.K. To start a new life, to be away from bloodshed. Grandma died, grandpa was seriously hurt. It ended 1975, when my father was in high school. Can‘t remember if he was finishing or beginning, that part always bored me. There was still skepticism among the British of the Koreans that began popping up, and that‘s how my Pop met my Mum. Few years later and, well, here I am.
I was born in September, during the fall season. It‘s my second favorite, actually. I like all the beautiful and bold colors that comes with the changing, and I wear them well too. As far as I know, I was a happy baby, but really, how would I know? My parents had to work real hard doing jobs not many wanted in order to care for themselves, but starting September 12, for me as well. I need food, diapers, clothing, wipes….I‘m sure the list went on and on. But I like to think I was happy. After all, they kept me, so they loved me right? I couldn‘t have been too much of a hassle if they kept me, and that would mean I had to have been relatively happy.
We had to move around a little when I was little, but only because of work. My father was a farm hand so if a farm went under, he needed new work. My mum was a smart lady. She could do anything, but instead she chose to be a stay-at-home mom and a seamstress. She looked after me always, and I love her for it. I still think it’s a shame though that she couldn’t get a better job. Being a woman must be tough, makes me not want to grow up.
As I got older, though, rather odd things started happening. Like, mum‘s work would get finished overnight when no one worked on. Or, crops would suddenly fall into baskets when I really wanted Pop to come home. Sometimes when I got emotional, things would shake or break or suddenly combust. Especially the stove, it really combusted. My parents got worried, and began to try and keep me in one place. But the more they tried, the more often these things happened.
So you know what happened next? They got me a job. I was a child singer! And I got to dance, too. It really was amazing, though I wasn‘t very popular, I didn‘t care. I found out early that I loved music very much, and if I got to dance and do this with others, as I was grouped off, it was even more enjoyable. I guess that‘s what got me into fashion and stuff, too. But the best part was, I made money, and this really helped out mum and dad a lot. I could finally do something for them, and it was rewarding.
Then a letter came in, and my parents spoke in Korean and talked about it and how some prankster must have left it and joked about it. I really hoped it was real, with all my might! And, it would have explained everything! But still, they turned it down. “Fairy tales and magic are dreams. Miracles are the only real magic in this world anymore. The rest disappeared with man‘s evil will.” I don‘t think they were dissuading magic from me, just the idea that I was, and the school.
 A few weeks later, someone dropped by personally, and used their magical ability to prove to my parents it was still real to this day. My prayers were answered! It was like a dream come true! I had a lot of money saved up from my job, because mum and pop told me to do that, so I didn‘t have too much trouble having it converted and stuff so I could get my things for school.
So I went and took the train and was sorted into Hufflepuff, or as I say, Huff‘Puff (because it just sounds so much cuter!) and I got to meet a lot of really nice and honest people. Seeing so much good in the world through the school made me happen. And then an event came up that I was told to go watch: an amazing sport called Quidditch. I fell in love with it immediately. But not the fast past Seeking or the Strategical and confusing Chasing. And Keeping was too boring. No, the bludgers and the beaters, sheer strength and beauty and art and….oh how I loved it.
So now I‘m back for another year, and, even if it‘s only reserves, I would very much love to be able to play on Hufflepuff‘s Quidditch team if it‘s the last thing I do! (And knowing the game, it just might be.) It‘ll be hard with all my classes, but I‘m going to try my best! [A look inside me] is mostly reflected from a mirror, though not everything. A lot of what they say about me is true…I am ditzy. I admit it, I’m not the most graceful person in the world, despite my short career. I make mistakes and if I‘m not paying attention, I fall over air, let alone my own feet. And even though my family‘s had it hard, I try not to think too much on the past. It‘s just depressing, and you can‘t really change much, if anything anyway. As for the future, that‘s wide open. No matter what, unless I get some awful disease or really bang myself up, I can always go back to the music industry anyway. Hogwarts won‘t affect that. So I‘m rather carefree, which, often enough comes off as me being happy.
Time for a newsflash. I like to seem happy, but am not always so. I‘m always worrying about my family and if they‘re getting enough to eat and so and so forth. And even though I have my music to rely on, I do want to do well in school, make Mum and Pop proud, but I‘m not the best student ever so it‘s kind of hard sometimes. If it weren‘t for friends, I don‘t think I‘d ever pull through. Part of my problem is I daydream, or “space out“ during class when the teachers get that bored look on their face and the monotone voice going. Especially when it‘s repetition. I don‘t try to space, honest! It just happens!
And sometimes when I get really stressed out, I‘m not sure why, I just have this urgent need to clean. Sometimes it just drives the girls crazy but it‘s one of the few things I can do to make myself feel better. Or I‘ll go and give makeovers or something girly, kind of like a slumber party with those who are willing. Speaking of which, around the guys, I‘m kind of flirty. I mean, I never noticed until it was pointed out to me, but I am. I can‘t really help it. And it‘s usually just pure reaction, no thinking or anything required. That is to say, however, I am still a virgin so don‘t go that direction. I said I‘m flirty, not a whore. But really, I'm not too keen on relationships. I'll get in one, but you have to try with me. Don't fall over yourself, but surprise me once in awhile.
 I try to be nice around people, make nice talk, get along and all that. Some people I just can't though, so I try and be polite if nothing else, even when I'm not being nice. If I really can't take someone, I'll try and walk away. I have cried before, and I have gotten so mad that I stomped on someone's foot, so I have come off before as a little out there. I like to invite people to join me in doing things, but I'm usually not doing a whole lot. Although I do enjoy a good game of frisbee with Jin. Other than Quidditch and my career, I'm not that athletic. I'll run around a little, but I'm usually the type that will stop and watch from the sidelines.
I'm alright with being by myself. It has been said a number of times by people passing me that when I'm alone I'm always humming or singing some tune. Often it's a tune I sang with my group before we split, sometimes it's a tune I learned from elsewhere, but occasionally it's one I just made up. I still love music, it'a a part of me. When I'm alone, that's when I do a lot of my worrying, and I try and jog around so I can think and cheer myself up. Or I'll go to the pitch, and I've seen Adela of Ravenclaw and Robert of Slytherin around a few times.
But this is a secret, okay? I'm terrified of spiders. I hate them! They're creepy and crawly and...ewwwww. Thunderstorms are another problem I have, worse if there's lightning. The loud noises and flashes have always given me nightmares and cold sweats. It's childish, I know, but I can't help my fears. I'm also scared of disappointing my parents, as they've tried so hard to give me a good life. And I'm scared they'll get sick and die, or end up homeless or something. I don't really like slugs either, or dingy orange. I often forget though, when I spend time around Yunnie or Iseul or Sunny. We like to dance and sing together a lot, and give tips to each other. It's a blast! [Good Things] are what most people look forward to. I mean, who wants bad stuff to happen (with the exception of the vengeful and the crazed?) I really like music, a lot. Pop and Jazz mostly, a little classical and alternative. But pop and jazz really inspire me. I like poetry, too, the way people make words and phrases fit together to make something uniquely beautiful that speaks a language all its own. But you know what else? I like pretzels, I like junk, and I like to have a party once in awhile, and going to them can be just as fun. So long as it’s a party that doesn’t involve anything illegal. Those are awful and I never want to be near one. Accessories and hair clips and stuff are easy pleasers for me, too. I like to play with my hair and style a lot, and the more gadgets and gizmos, the wackier it can get, right?
Friends: [Bad Things] I’m sorry, but there is really no reason for anyone to cheat or steal. That really gets on my nerves. Okay, maybe cheat an answer or two off a test or a quiz maybe. That I can handle. No, I mean really cheat, like finals or games or just plain life. Or cheating your work by completely copying some person’s…oh yeah, that’s plagarism. I don’t like drugs or alcohol or guys who are complete show-offs, though a little showy is nice. I don’t like dogs much, either, or obscene amounts of slop. Super curly hair, like, super frizz, also bugs me. I don’t know why, it just does. And please, no metal music or anything like that. I’m fond of my eardrusm.
Enemies: [other/misc.] I actually keep a journal and stuff with me. It usually contains my basic information on people I‘ve met, but also contains my list of interests, which is usually more fleshed out. I have a second journal that contains all my poetry and stuff in it, and I still follow where the group I used to sing with so I know what‘s going on in their lives and with their music.Updated: November 20, 2008
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 4:52 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 4:54 pm
The Meter  LoveYou catch me eye (harmless little flirt)
<3
A flutter, in more than one place (possibilities)
<3 <3
Trying to make time for you (Jin's crush on you)
<3 <3 <3
Can't get you out of my head (your crush on Jin)
<3 <3<3 <3
I'll never leave you (in love)
<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 FriendsYou look familiar...
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We give advice and study
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Sharing secrets
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You're family to me
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Only one I can trust
☺ ☺ ☺ ☺ ☺EnemiesYou're irritating
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Simply jealous
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Get off my back
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I dream of hexing you
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Complete and total utter loathing
ώ ώ ώ ώ ώ
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 4:57 pm
The code *Please pm your filled out code. Entitle the pm "Dreamer Code" so I know what it is and who it's for.[size=9][b]Name:[/b] [color=YOURCOLOR][/color]
[b]Year:[/b]
[b]House:[/b]
[b]Relationship:[/b] (list the different types)
[b]What you think of (your character's name):[/b] (can be written in 1st or 3rd person)
[b]History, if any:[/b]
[b]Plot ideas:[/b][/size] In my head, you're...  Faculty[Professor McGonagall, Transfiguration]
[Professor Snape, Potions] Gryffindors[Lillian Austen]
[Sun Bae] My bubbly cousin sure is something! Honestly, if I were to go and start my career again she'd be one of my first choices. She's energetic and real nice and always gets the job done.
[Adelaide Burkley [Alice!]]
[Jane Driscoll]
[Leigh Guidry]
[Skander McHale]
[Brianna Porter (Cammie)
[William Raines]
[Juliet Setterfield]
[Lorraine Shaw [Lori]]
[Myranda Summers]
[Bailey Ann Thompson]
[Eriol Turner [Eli]]
[Fidelious Violino [Fig]]
[George Weasley]
[Oliver Wood]
[Emmit Yates [Glenn]] Hufflepuff [Mackenzie Alexanders [Mac/Kenzie]]
[Jamie Austen]
[Sirius Austen]
[Jin Choi]
[Eleanor Davis]
[Cedric Diggory]
[Dominic Gellar]
[Elayne Harkin]
[Julian "Mac" MacGregor]
[Elvis McKay (Barrett)] Barrett is just so awesome! I mean, yeah, he's cute too, but that's not why I like him. He's kinda quiet, but once you open him up, he's got a lot of really cool things to say. He's pretty helpful and he has an interest in music, which used to be my career so that's something I can talk with him about. This year we're both on the Quidditch team, and I can't wait!
[Mary Perison]
[Rainbow Peterson (Rainey)
[Shawn Porter (Ry)]
[Shaynne Randle (Hollywood)]
[Andromeda Reinhardt]
[Richard "Rick" Samuels] Sep 1: I actually just met him! He's so nice and funny, and he gets my muggle terms. Or rather I got his. Good for getting you out of the giggles, too!
[Amber Wolfsten]
[Athenadora Zakarova]
[Quinton Zsarcaspian] Ravenclaws[Drake Alexander]
[Layla Alexander]
Dagfinn Andor
[Zaidin Berkeley]
[Angelica Carrington [Angie]]
[Sara-Fleur Delacour]
[Myranda Halliwell] What can I say? Myranda is, well, Myranda. She's a little clumsy like me, and seems to always be bursting wtih energy. She's nice and very enthusiastic, but can't seem to sit still. Just try not to make her mad.
[Adela Heid]
[Masika Het-Heru]
[Kevin Jameson]
[Jasper Jennings [Mooch]
[Alanis Jensen]
[Maddox Kingsley]
[Julia Lavigne]
[Ryan Martin]
[Nathaniel Mason]
[Annibelle Massey [Ania]]
[Tracey O'Donnell]
Roxanna Osbourne (Roxie)
[Ophelia Ozma]
 [Cameron Rivers]
Madeline Wickliff (Maddie)
[Rosaline Windsor] Slytherins[Brady Allen IV] Brady? Yeah, he's in my year! I don't really know much besides that. He stares at his feet all the time, and seems really shy. I tried talking to him a couple times, but I think I annoy him.
[Ramsey Castillo]
[Zaccheus Dane]
[Lolita Doerity [Dotey]]
[Cordelia Jones (Corbi)]
[Rain Larks]
[Amanda Lilliquist]
[Skylar Martin]
[Johanna Mattson]
[Robert McClellan]
[Melanie Parks]
[Aidan Reese]
[Cecilia Rigby]
[Leander Sacre]
[Junko Saehara]
[Elizabeth Spelling]
[Raphael Stark]
[Azula Tanaka]
[Lyra Winner]
[Olivia Zsarcaspian]
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 4:58 pm
 But to you I am... GRYFFINDORRAVENCLAWHUFFLEPUFFName: Rick Samuels
Year: 4th
House: Hufflepuff
Relationship: Acquaintances, so far
What you think of Jin: "Ha, she's funny in an 'I'm not really trying to be funny' way, you know? She's into Quidditch and I'm sure she's like a barrel full of monkeys once you really get to know her. That'd be cool."
History, if any: "I don't think they have a medicine for giggles" You know.
Plot ideas: They'll see each other in the halls and Rick will call her out, probably call her Jinny. :]SLYTHERINName: Brady Allen IV
Year: 2nd
House: Slytherin
Relationship: Familiar Face & You're irritating
What you think of Jin: "I really wish she'd leave me alone. Really. Is it so hard to just to shut your mouth and refrain from giggling for one class period? Then we can all go back to our common rooms happy."
History, if any: Every time Jin leaves him alone for a spell, Jin thinks is the last time, but he's horribly mistaken.
Plot ideas: She'll definitely talk to him, I don't know whether or not she'll be able to redeem herself.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 8:12 pm
 The Family  Name: Sun Yoora Bae [Sunny]Age: 14 House: Gryffindor Birthday: Februrary 4th [Aquarius] Relationship: Cousin Model: Sunny Lee, SNSD A Taste of Personality: A Bit of Background:
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 10:05 am
My Story Thus Far... August Twenty-Fifth____
........information to come
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 3:55 pm
New Profile updated: December 21, 2008
(( Sing my song )) shelly-wong
(( Look me up )) Jin Soo Choi
(( Thing to call me [or not] )) Jin, Jinny, Jin-soo Soo/Sue, any Asian reference, Shorty, Choy, Soy
(( I'm just )) a girl
(( Who knows she likes )) to swing both ways [but prefers the boys]
(( I came about )) September 12, 1977
(( And have survived )) for 12 whole years, going on 13
(( To become )) an earthly virgin [Virgo]
(( I am currently )) facing my second endeavor at Hogwarts
(( And I "House" with )) the cute and kind Huff'Puffs
(( My source of power )) is 7 ½ inches of vine to hold onto with a fairy wing inside. I went with the Song family to get it from our homeland in Korea. What? We were visiting family, too!
(( Soaring )) on a Comet 260 with a few chips in the wood and a bristle or two out of place.
(( The relatives )) are Dae Min Choi (Ahn) and Sueng Kwan Choi
(( Adoption )) is the only reason I have a brother, Dong Bum Jung and he's 17.
(( Not my sister )) but my cousin. Do Sun Bae and I really look so alike?
(( Piggy bank )) my parents are fairly poor people. My mom's a seamstress and my father goes around a lot of different jobs. They've always just made it by and the only time it got easier was when I was in my singing career.
(( Nationality?? )) Well, both my parents are Korean, but... my mother and I were both born in England. What does that make us, then?
(( I love )) my Muggle parents to death.
(( I keep )) a burrowing owl that I rightfully call Ha-Neul
(( Sporting the Quidditch Cup )) is one of my goals. I’d like to do my best! To the beater right reserves! (maybe!)
(( Expecto Patronum! )) and if done right, which seldom occurs, a giant dragonfly appears. What an odd creature.
(( I’ll never be the same again )) the (un)wellfare of her family, more so her parents.
(( Simply wonderful )) vanilla, cinnamon, evergreen trees
(( Locked away )) in my journal I keep my secrets. I actually hate anything involving history, and often nearly fall asleep listening to my father when he tells his stories. I also have this..crush on a boy called Barrett McKay and I hate it when people say my brother Dong is cute. And I don’t like showing anyone my feet because I have athlete’s foot.
(( Underneath it all )) are things such as wanting a life better than my parents’, where I never have to worry about being shorthanded on money. Everlasting friendship and fame draw me through the sands of time.
(( Let’s forget it )) I combusted our house oven and my parents locked me away from everyone else, and I could tell they were scared of me. I felt so abandoned and alone. Then they sent me off to work and although I grew to love it, it felt like they were just trying to get rid of me. Also, when I was four I flipped over my bike into a rose bush and now I won’t go anywhere near one.
(( I'll do my best! )) Helping her team obtain the Quidditch Cup, and maybe even the House cup! She'd like to be able to support her family in whatever career she sets forth in.
(( I seem to be )) carefree and happy, which is how I try to seem. I‘ve been called cute and people think I‘m rather ditzy and spacey
(( But I am )) worrisome, though still cute. I’ve got a lot of energy so I try and keep busy, but through and through, I’m a daydreamer
(( Looks aren't everything )) but they ARE how you often recognize people. Even twins usually have a little something that’s different in appearance, even if it‘s hard to find. As for me, I‘m 4 foot seven of Korean blood. But please don‘t give me short nicknames. My body is slim because I eat well and have a good metabolism, but I still have just a little bit of a stomach. I have fair skin, a cute little round nose, and dark brown eyes that match my hair perfectly. My eyebrows could be fuller, but beggars can‘t be choosers as they say.
I‘ve been told that I look a couple years older than I am. Well, I guess it might come in handy later. All the better to attract people who aren‘t complete idiots I suppose. Then again, the taunting is worse for it. I have wavy hair that reaches to my bust, but for some reason seems shorter when I straighten it. My face isn’t quite a circle, but it isn’t an oval either. It’s somewhere inbetween.
My fashion? I‘d have to say it‘s rather good. I do well with mixing and matching tones and styles, and I know what looks good with my body and face, so it‘s hard to catch me looking bad. Besides, all the cute clothes are in my size anyway. My finger nails aren‘t very long, but I don‘t bite them, and I don‘t blemish easily. I don‘t usually wear make-up, but when I do it‘s usually just mascara and a clear lipgloss.
(( History/Biography )) It was a hard time for everyone involved. The war, I mean. The one over in Vietnam, but strongly affected all Korean areas, North and South? I‘d heard the stories many times from my parents and grandparents. Vietnam was one of the worst wars to have ever occurred during recorded history. Foul, tricky, the citizens were being pushed and forced this way in that with wave after wave of confusion and fear. And, depending on who was in the area, were slaughtered for helping this party or that. No one was safe, anywhere.
That‘s why, I was told, they moved. They saved up their money and sold all that they could and even hid themselves in cargo and wagons and broke laws to get away. As far away as they could from the war and the blood and the fighting. The Choi family, and a quite a few others with them and at other times, other ways, made their way to what is now known as the U.K. To start a new life, to be away from bloodshed. Grandma died, grandpa was seriously hurt. It ended 1975, when my father was in high school. Can‘t remember if he was finishing or beginning, that part always bored me. There was still skepticism among the British of the Koreans that began popping up, and that‘s how my Pop met my Mum. Few years later and, well, here I am.
I was born in September, during the fall season. It‘s my second favorite, actually. I like all the beautiful and bold colors that comes with the changing, and I wear them well too. As far as I know, I was a happy baby, but really, how would I know? My parents had to work real hard doing jobs not many wanted in order to care for themselves, but starting September 12, for me as well. I needed food, diapers, clothing, wipes….I‘m sure the list went on and on. But I like to think I was happy. After all, they kept me, so they loved me right? I couldn‘t have been too much of a hassle if they kept me, and that would mean I had to have been relatively happy.
We had to move around when I was little, but only because of work. My father was having a tough time finding work and the times weren't the best. Yet, he still managed to pull through pretty well and find something stable. I think he works for the post office or something now. My mum was a smart lady. She could do anything, but instead she chose to be a stay-at-home mom and a seamstress. She looked after me always, and I love her for it. I still think it’s a shame though that she couldn’t get a better job. Being a woman must be tough, makes me not want to grow up.
As I got older, though, rather odd things started happening. Like, mum‘s work would get finished overnight when no one worked on it. Or, traffic lights would turn green and mail would disappear into peoples' mailboxes when I really wanted Pop to come home. Sometimes when I got emotional, things would shake or break or suddenly combust. Especially the stove, it really combusted. My parents got worried, and began to try and keep me in one place. But the more they tried, the more often these things happened.
So you know what happened next? They got me a job. I was a child singer! And I got to dance, too. It really was amazing, though I wasn‘t very popular, I didn‘t care. I found out early that I loved music very much, and if I got to dance and do this with others, as I was grouped off, it was even more enjoyable. I guess that‘s what got me into fashion and stuff, too. But the best part was, I made money, and this really helped out mum and dad a lot. I could finally do something for them, and it was rewarding.
Then a letter came in, and my parents spoke in Korean and talked about it and how some prankster must have left it and joked about it. I really hoped it was real, with all my might! And, it would have explained everything! But still, they turned it down. “Fairy tales and magic are dreams. Miracles are the only real magic in this world anymore. The rest disappeared with man‘s evil will.” I don‘t think they were dissuading magic from me, just the idea that I was, and the school.
A few weeks later, someone dropped by personally, and used their magical ability to prove to my parents it was still real to this day. My prayers were answered! It was like a dream come true! I had a lot of money saved up from my job, because mum and pop told me to do that, so I didn‘t have too much trouble having it converted and stuff so I could get my things for school.
So I went and took the train and was sorted into Hufflepuff, or as I say, Huff‘Puff (because it just sounds so much cuter!) and I got to meet a lot of really nice and honest people. Seeing so much good in the world through the school made me happy. And then an event came up that I was told to go watch: an amazing sport called Quidditch. I fell in love with it immediately. But not the fast paced Seeking or the strategical and confusing Chasing. And Keeping was too boring. No, the bludgers and the beaters, sheer strength and beauty and art and….oh how I loved it.
I was ecstatic when I came back home, because I found out that Dong, someone who I'd come to know as a brother back at home, had become 'adopted' into the family. And now he really is! So I‘m back for another year, and, even if it‘s only reserves, I would very much love to be able to play on Hufflepuff‘s Quidditch team if it‘s the last thing I do! (And knowing the game, it just might be.) It‘ll be hard with all my classes, but I‘m going to try my best
(( A look inside me )) is mostly reflected from a mirror, though not everything. A lot of what they say about me is true…I am ditzy. I admit it, I’m not the most graceful person in the world, despite my short career. I make mistakes and if I‘m not paying attention, I fall over air, let alone my own feet. And even though my family‘s had it hard, I try not to think too much on the past. It‘s just depressing, and you can‘t really change much, if anything anyway. As for the future, that‘s wide open. No matter what, unless I get some awful disease or really bang myself up, I can always go back to the music industry anyway. Hogwarts won‘t affect that. So I‘m rather carefree, which, often enough comes off as me being happy.
Time for a newsflash. I like to seem happy, but am not always so. I‘m always worrying about my family and if they‘re getting enough to eat and so forth. And even though I have my music to rely on, I do want to do well in school, make Mum and Pop proud, but I‘m not the best student ever so it‘s kind of hard sometimes. If it weren‘t for friends, I don‘t think I‘d ever pull through. Part of my problem is I daydream, or “space out“ during class when the teachers get that bored look on their face and the monotone voice going. Especially when it‘s repetition. I don‘t try to space, honest! It just happens!
And sometimes when I get really stressed out, I‘m not sure why, I just have this urgent need to clean. Sometimes it just drives the girls crazy but it‘s one of the few things I can do to make myself feel better. Or I‘ll go and give makeovers or something girly, kind of like a slumber party with those who are willing. Speaking of which, around the guys, I‘m kind of flirty. I mean, I never noticed until it was pointed out to me, but I am. I can‘t really help it. And it‘s usually just pure reaction, no thinking or anything required. That is to say, however, I am still a virgin so don‘t go that direction. I said I‘m flirty, not a whore. But really, I'm not too keen on relationships. I'll get in one, but you have to try with me. Don't fall over yourself, but surprise me once in awhile.
I try to be nice around people, make nice talk, get along and all that. Some people I just can't though, so I try and be polite if nothing else, even when I'm not being nice. If I really can't take someone, I'll try and walk away. I have cried before, and I have gotten so mad that I stomped on someone's foot, so I have come off before as a little out there. I like to invite people to join me in doing things, but I'm usually not doing a whole lot. Although I do enjoy a good game of frisbee with Sun and Iseul. Other than Quidditch and my career, I'm not that athletic. I'll run around a little, but I'm usually the type that will stop and watch from the sidelines.
I'm alright with being by myself. It has been said a number of times by people passing me that when I'm alone I'm always humming or singing some tune. Often it's a tune I sang with my group before we split, sometimes it's a tune I learned from elsewhere, but occasionally it's one I just made up. I still love music, it'a a part of me. When I'm alone, that's when I do a lot of my worrying, and I try and jog around so I can think and cheer myself up. Or I'll go to the pitch, and I've seen Adela of Ravenclaw and Robert of Slytherin around a few times.
But this is a secret, okay? I'm terrified of spiders. I hate them! They're creepy and crawly and...ewwwww. Thunderstorms are another problem I have, worse if there's lightning. The loud noises and flashes have always given me nightmares and cold sweats. It's childish, I know, but I can't help my fears. I'm also scared of disappointing my parents, as they've tried so hard to give me a good life. I'm also scared of growing up. And I'm scared they'll get sick and die, or end up homeless or something. I don't really like slugs either, or dingy orange. I often forget though, when I spend time around Yunnie or Iseul or Sunny. We like to dance and sing together a lot, and give tips to each other. It's a blast!
(( Good things )) are what most people look forward to. I mean, who wants bad stuff to happen (with the exception of the vengeful and the crazed?) I really like music, a lot. Pop and Jazz mostly, a little classical and alternative. But pop and jazz really inspire me. I like poetry, too, the way people make words and phrases fit together to make something uniquely beautiful that speaks a language all its own. But you know what else? I like pretzels, I like junk, and I like to have a party once in awhile, and going to them can be just as fun. So long as it’s a party that doesn’t involve anything illegal. Those are awful and I never want to be near one. Accessories and hair clips and stuff are easy pleasers for me, too. I like to play with my hair and style a lot, and the more gadgets and gizmos, the wackier it can get, right?
(( Bad things )) ’m sorry, but there is really no reason for anyone to cheat or steal. That really gets on my nerves. Okay, maybe cheat an answer or two off a test or a quiz maybe. That I can handle. No, I mean really cheat, like finals or games or just plain life. Or cheating your work by completely copying some person’s…oh yeah, that’s plagiarism. I don’t like drugs or alcohol or guys who are complete show-offs, though a little showy is nice. I don’t like dogs much, either, or obscene amounts of slop. Super curly hair, like, super frizz, also bugs me. I don’t know why, it just does. And please, no metal music or anything like that. I’m fond of my eardrums
(( FWAZOOM! )) I actually keep a journal and stuff with me. It usually contains my basic information on people I‘ve met, but also contains my list of interests, which is usually more fleshed out. I have a second journal that contains all my poetry and stuff in it, and I still follow where the group I used to sing with so I know what‘s going on in their lives and with their music.
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