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Finally, my brother graduated high school. It seemed like an endless journey when he was taking SAT's, applying for college, and enjoying senioritis. Every time mom yelled at my brother to write applications or wake up in the morning to go to school, I was vexed. But, now, if I think about it, I think I'll miss those screams in the future, since he will be gone for college. He is now, officially, an adult (which I don't really agree to). In Korean age, he is 20. Wow. I still feel like we're in elementary school; running around in home, watching movies in a row, and eating pizza. Swoop. But time goes by, and now I'm 18, he's 20.
It's been almost 5 years since we first enrolled in KIS. It was much different and diffcult than the korean school that we usually went. We had to not only speak English everytime, but also do homeworks, projects, and presentation in English. It was pretty tough for me to adapt new environment. But, as I grew older and started to make more friends, I am now one of the "origianl" KIS-ian.
Last friday, he graduated with all the other fellow mates. He looked pretty confident with the blue rob and the hat (Don't know what it's called). Me and my family took pictures of every step he took, to keep the memories. I didn't cry in the ceremony, nor I will in future, but something in my heart felt missing. Now that I have to go to school every morning without him, it was like a pen missing its cap. Again, I never said anything like this to him since it's still pretty embarrassing. But, now that we're both grown-ups, I wish we could have a little deeper conversation.