Sister’s Recital, Aspirations, & Nightmare

I posted a little ode of some sort to my sister, Minji Noh, on my Instagram, so I won’t repeat it here because I’m not feeling as emotional as I was before.

But I will repeat,going to my sister’s performances never gets old… (Feel free to check out some of her works at http://www.minjinoh.com)

I’ve been obsessed with headbands and now my Hermes scarves 🙂

I saw a meme on Instagram basically comparing selfies and how you look in tagged photos and it is so true! But I digress…

I hope that I will be able to discover that ONE TRUE PASSION when I go abroad to Rome, Italy. I do have many hobbies and interests, but that one passion that I work hard to strive toward I have yet…I do have a dream that I have had since I was a child though.

I did want to become a singer and an actress at one point, but afterward it has stayed the same: to own a chain of hotels with a restaurant and a bakery and to help out in the bakery and restaurant as well since I enjoy the two. I  still am unsure as of how to get there and have been trying such as contacting and applying, but I basically raise it up to the Lord to know what is best for me.

-Snoh

P.S. I had a nightmare today basically where my friend died….it was horrible I was climbing a mountain with friends. We were all on an adventure/journey for something and for a while I was always constantly making sure that we were all together as I like to do (making sure nobody strayed or got kidnapped). Then, as I figured we were alright, I began to go faster as the adrenaline started pumping. When I got to the top, I was in a sort of castle hallway and was looking out of the arched stone “window” that was glass-less. I peeked out and then saw that my friend was getting taken away by somebody else into the water down below. And then she disappeared!! I felt such terror and saw another of my friend also was climbing up the wall desperately trying to get away from someone…I quickly reached down and helped him up (John) and then started screaming “ANH!” (the one who was taken underwater) and scrambled/hurled myself out the window, rolled down the hill while getting bruised, and dived into the water trying desperately to find her or at least the killer. I couldn’t find either one…

I then saw my mom and John’s mom chilling on the grassy shore chatting, and I asked them if they had seen anyone, but they hadn’t. So, John and I started to swim and search desperately for any sign of Anh, dead or alive. We couldn’t find her at all…I just remember getting up on the bank crying, refusing to give up. John kept consoling me and then I don’t know if this was my imagination (towards me waking up) or if it was actually part of the dream. I don’t know if it was my way of trying to put a happy ending to it, but she was alright. She later found us laughing in a sort of resentful way for getting ahead of her and had played a joke on us….I don’t even know. All I know is that it was so scary and that I have been having nightmares lately. This is one that I remember…