Tuesday, September 30, 2008

This Is It

This is my last quarter of undergrad.  Or rather, I hope to make it my last quarter of undergrad.

The only thing that's going to stop me from graduating this December is 15 credits of Korean.

Realistically, all my classes have the potential to stop me from graduating, but also realistically, I'm going to pass them.  

The normal student that takes a language course on the individual track takes 5 credits a quarter. 
Most language classes (classroom track) are 5 credits anyways.

I'm taking 15.  Korean 102-104.
For the individual track (from now on called I.I.) students meet with an instructor 1 on 1 for 15 minutes, and complete an ACT session.  In the syllabi there are requirements for each ACT, and the ACT session covers it.  There are 30 some ACTs per credit.  Some have 40.  

In total, I have 117 ACT sessions to complete.  I have 10 weeks of school.  5 weekdays.
We are only allowed to schedule 5 times a week, with a maximum of 2 appointments a day.  But "walk-in" sessions are unlimited.  So if the instructor is free during an open spot that hasn't been taken, I can take it.

I calculated, in order for me to be completely done with all 117 ACT sessions in 10 weeks, I need to do 2.32 ACTs a day (5 day week).

I'm going to try and do 3-4 a day, and finish it all by week 8.  We'll see.  I plan on going in about 3 times tomorrow.  I went once today.  I need to do a lot this week and next, because I'm going camping next friday.  

Time to buckle down.  

I hope I can do it because I need to.

Friday, September 26, 2008

It's All USC's Fault

After USC beat OSU on September 13, the value of OSU football tickets went down.   

A lot.

It used to be, like, last year, or the year before that, when you could sell any of your tickets for $100+ per ticket, EASY.

I'm struggling to sell tickets for this Saturday's game (OSU vs Minn)

I mean, it's the first Big Ten game for OSU.
It's also Chris Beanie Wells' first game back since he got injured in the first game of the season against Youngstown State (scrubs).
ALSO it's the game AFTER our star recruit, Terrelle Pryor threw for 4 touchdowns in a win against Troy.

This could be a momentum game.  
But nobody is buying tickets.  
Last week was the lowest attendance record for the past 6 or 7 years (I forget the actual # of years, or what year since).

But, with Big Ten play coming up, attendance has to go up, it just has to!

When I was waiting in line to get my tickets upgraded (so no student ID is required to get in, which makes it easier to sell to non OSU students), and she told me that she sold her OSU vs UMich tickets for, get this, $1,000 a ticket.  She sold two tickets total, hers and her husbands (Seemed kind of young to be married, but who am I to judge.  At least she's in grad school...we had a small conversation)

She sold her OSU vs UMich tickets BEFORE the USC game.  Which right now, sounds like the smartest thing ever.  EVER!

I'm glad USC lost too an unranked team. 

But it's not just my ticket I'm trying to sell.  I have to sell my friends, and his friends ticket too!

I feel bad if I just sell my ticket.  I mean, I might just do that if somebody wants one. 
Honestly, if someone goes up to me and says, I want to purchase one ticket, I'm going to sell him mine.  

GAH!  I hope somebody buys these damn tickets...
Because not going would be a huge waste.

I might just have to sell them for face value.

Okay, sorry, this post doesn't count.  It was more ramble than anything else.
I'll make it up to those who read next time.  I'm curious to know who actually reads this, besides those that I follow.  But then again, trying to find out is a little stalker/creeper-esque.  

Okay, it's time for me to creep out.



Wednesday, September 24, 2008


I've decided to invite a friend to write on my blog.  

I think it will be fun, because it will give me a reason to check my blog, and then we can have posts that are of a similar topic.  

I'm all (-most) settled here in Columbus.

I drove from Virginia to Ohio at 5 am on Monday, and drove straight to campus to partake in the Involvement Fair, which is just a big fair, where all the student orgs, fraternities, and sororities come out and try to get (mostly) incoming freshman to join.  If there are upper classmen, they are either a) tabling and/or b) walking around to get free stuff.

That's what I did at least.  

My living space is starting to look a little more homey.  I put up my cork board and dry erase board calender, which still reads at the top, "March 2008."  

June feels like it was so long ago.  
I wish it was June again.  I want to experience what I experienced, again, with the same people, doing the same things, in the same places, all over.  It was that great.  

I'm starting to get depressed sitting here thinking about it.  So, I'm going to try and not think about it.  

It's difficult though because I miss the MAIP family, and New York City so much.  

Barring any disaster, I'll be in New York within 5 months.  Of course, this is IF I can find a job.  

Which reminds me.  

I did not email every agency that I talked to at the MAIP career fair in early August, but I did email a couple, the ones that I was really interested in.  

Ogilvy & Beyond Interaction 

I haven't heard back from either.  Now, I know I wasn't responsible and email every agency that I talked to, earlier, but that was the past.  I'm here, in the now.  

I'm going to follow up with them soon, despite the fact that I did not get a response.  
But the fact that I didn't get a response from Ogilvy, worries me a little, and it makes me feel like, they don't really care about me.  I mean, I don't expect them to actually care about me, and how I'm doing in life and shit, but I did intern there for 9 weeks.  

I got good reviews from everyone I talked too.  Was it too good to be true?  Were they just being nice?  I didn't really see any mean people at Ogilvy, they hire really nice people.  
Albeit some of them are a little intimidating, but approachable if necessary.  

I don't know.  I tend to over analyze everything, so maybe I'll take a step back and play it by ear.  But I can't slack off either, and miss opportunities.  

I think I should read books about advertising/marketing, and make myself knowledgeable.  


Sunday, September 21, 2008

Touch me (not literally...unless...)

To grotesque? 

My apologizes.

I'm off to Columbus on Monday morning, like, 6 am, which right now, seems like a preposterous hour.  Mostly because since I've been home, I've been going to sleep around 4 am on average.  

But back to my title.  
I got an iPod touch today, one of the 2nd generation ones.  I've been doing research on iPods, because my sister's birthday is this Wednesday, and she wanted a new iPod, because her current one's a little broken.  So I'm relaying my findings to my father, who arrived today from Korea.  

Its not often that the Chang family is all together under one roof.  At least, that's how it is these days.  And it will probably stay that way for, at least for a while.

So as my family and I went to the local Apple store, he offered to buy me one as well, for my birthday, almost 3 months ago.  I'm very grateful.  

Now I have something to do during class.  I don't have to pull out my laptop and pretend like I'm taking notes, when instead I'm probably typing up a paper for another class, or on Facebook.  I can now have a lighter bag, and just use my new iPod to surf the web during class.  


Tomorrow's my last day at home.  I'm going to put all my shit in my car, spend quality time with the fam and get some rest.  Because on Monday, when I leave for Columbus at the butt crack of dawn (actually the sun will probably already be up), I'm heading straight to the involvement fair, to table for Hope NK.  

If you go to OSU, and you don't have a Hope NK t-shirt (designed in the spring), purchase one.  Money does not go to waste.  It will go to an organization that will use the money to directly help those in need. (North Korean refugees)

Ugh.  My mom made me food.  The "ugh" is not because she made me food.  It's because most of it's frozen, and I'll be on the road for 6-7 hours, and then when I get to Columbus, I won't be home for another 3-4 hours.  I might have to stash some stuff in someone's freezer that lives close to campus.  

Okay, it's relatively early, and I'm tired.



Wednesday, September 17, 2008


It's ridiculously late.  5:09 AM to be exact.  

I'm tired.  I could sleep.  I should sleep. 

But, I feel compelled to write something.  
This post is not it.  

Earlier this evening, I was driving, and I was listening to some new songs I put onto my iPod, and I got the urge to make a movie.  This is a reoccurring urge, for those who don't know.  

I'm not a big film buff.  I like watching movies, but the movies I like watching aren't always award winners (i.e. Orange County, Saving Silverman, and Galaxy Quest to name a few).  I mean, I like a lot of movies, and I don't only like stupid comedies, but I also like drama, action, tragedy, film noir.  The only genre I don't really enjoy is horror.  Not because I'm afraid, but because, I don't find the plots to be enjoyable, also I'd rather not watch someone get decapitated, unless it's some battle scene of an action movie.  A very violent action movie.  

What is your greatest fear?  Tell me (willingly).  

I cannot say what my number one greatest fear is.  But I can say that one of my greatest fears is settling for love.  

I love a lot of things.  Although I struggle with my faith more than I should, I know I will always be loved, and I will always love God.  Same goes with my family.  I love my friends, but I don't know if they all love me back, but I still love them.  

I'm stuck on this idea of making a movie about NOT settling for love.  People have told me that this is stupid.  Okay, maybe not as direct as that, but I can pick up on subtle hints.  

The kind of movies I like best, are the ones where in the end, nobody is happy.  I don't know why.  I would never want my life to end that way.  I want to be a happy person.  And for the most part, I think I am.  

But there is something so intriguing about tragedy.  I can't put it into words at the moment.  Mostly because my vocabulary sucks.  

But I think, for me, the ultimate tragedy would be to settle for love.  I understand that somethings are not in our hands.  Fate is beyond our control, and it doesn't always favor us.  But you never know how things turn out unless you wait.  

I know, this post is stupid.  It's so ridiculously random.  I'm jumping from here, to there, back to here again and I apologize.  

I've been typing some stuff out on Word.  Not a screenplay, because I don't know how to write one.  (There is a certain way to write a screenplay)  But more of a background story, or a pool of thoughts that I can just sift through later on.  

I have a general idea of how I want my movie to begin, and I know how I want my movie to end (think tragedy).  I just don't know how I would put it all together, in a believable/interesting plot.  I'm working on it, in my head.  

The clock reads 5:45 AM. 

Good morning?

I wish I had a pet Ewok

I'm really bored at home.  

I worked out today.
I ran on the elliptical for 37 minutes.  Is it correct to say that I "ran on the elliptical"?  Would it be more correct for me to say that I "glided" on the elliptical?  I don't know.  It was good "glide."

The first 15 minutes sucked though.  
But once I turned on the dance music, the last 22 minutes were a breeze.  
So from now on, when I go running or gliding, I'm listening to danceable music.  

I'm currently watching Star Wars: Episode VI - Return of the Jedi (my favorite one!)
For the past couple weeks, Spike TV (one of my least favorite channels) has been playing one Star Wars movie a week.  I've been watching.

It's gotten to the point that I get excited for it to come on TV because I'm so bored.  

The last three Star Wars movies have been so disappointing.  The acting, for the most part, is horrendous.  I do like Ewan McGregor as Obi-Wan Kenobi though.  And as bad as Natalie Portman's acting is as Padme aka Queen Amidala, I still think she's beautiful and a good actress, just not in Star Wars: Episodes I thru III.

But of all three of the new Star Wars', I like Episode III the best, Revenge of the Sith.  Because it sets up the original three.  

Yeah.  I'm that bored.  

Monday, September 15, 2008


So I had the address to this blog as achang27.blogspot.com.
Then I changed it to ejacquantumbreeze.blogspot.com.

I got "ejaquantumbreeze" from a song, so it's not completely random...

Then I changed it back to achang27@blogspot.com.

The reason why I changed it at first, was because of a couple reasons:

1) achang27 is kind of a lame for a blog.
2) I want to express myself fully on this blog, talk about anything on my mind, even if it involved work (at the time I was interning at Ogilvy in NYC).

So just incase I said anything bad about the agency, which I didn't, I did not want to have it easily accessible online for everyone to see.  Everyone as in, the company that I want to work for in the near future.  

Seeing as how these days companies are utilizing Facebook, Myspace, or any other big social networking site, to screen potential employees, I did not want to hinder my chances of future employment.  

I realize it was stupid now, and have changed back to the original name.

As amazing as the internet is, it's also very dangerous.  The media is very powerful (see last post on how media screwed Ohio State football; note the post is not comprehensive).  

So, basically I didn't want something bad to be
 linked to me.  
It was Korean Thanksgiving, this past Sunday, or something like that...
This is actually the first time I've celebrated it, at least to my knowledge...
And by celebrate, I mean, eating bi bim bbap at my aunts house for lunch.

Then after lunch, my mother and sister and I we
nt to 3 different grocery stores.  
1) Trader Joe's
2) Costco (I know, I know, it's a wholesale club, but we bought milk, which is a grocery item, along with other stuff.)
3) Wegmans (A Whole Foods-like place, it's a nice store, I like it a lot.)

During out grocery hop, we went to Shilla, which is a Korean bakery, and had some pot bing su (Note: Not actual picture of the pot bing su that I ate) 
It looked like this, minus most of the colorful fruit.  Each place does it differently.  I'm not going to get into it.  If someone wants to know what it is or wants me to describe it, I'll do it later, but I won't digress, I do it too often.  

So we are at Shilla, and I'm looking at some baked goods that I might purchase to consume at a later time.  Then I see my mom walking over to some people sitting at a table, and I go over too.  It's the parents of my old best friend.  I was friends with this kid since childhood, and then he moved to Philly at the end of 8th grade, right before we entered high school.  It's a really bad time for a best friend to leave.  I haven't seen him since.  I've had sparse contact with him, since then.  I knew he lived out here, but by that time, I couldn't say that we were friends anymore.  

A lot happens in high school.  But, since I don't talk to him anymore, I didn't have a means of communicating.  I didn't forget about him.  I just didn't think about it.  But I gave his dad my phone number.  We'll see if they call.  Part of me is hoping they don't.  Part of me is curious to see how he's doing.  

But yeah.  Small world, I guess.   

Saturday, September 13, 2008


I hate it when people call The Ohio State Buckeye's overrated.  

Granted, we suck ass.  We suck so much, that we might not even win the Big Ten.  

We started the game real well.  Switching QBs seemed to work.  Then whenever Pryor had the ball, he just ran it.  USC figured that one out, as did the rest of the world.  

The media has hyped us up so much, it sickens me.  I admit, I loved it at first.  I loved that everyone hated us, because we were good.  I loved that everyone would rather be where we are, back to back appearances in the national championship game, albeit we lost both, we still got there.  I thought, we can't get any worse.  We have a ton of returning starters from last seasons team.  We must be good.  We have to be good. 

But no.  Not this year.  
Once again, we have choked.  I don't even know if the game is over.  I stopped watching after we punted it for the umpteenth time.  

Deep down, I knew we were going to lose this game.  The cards were not in our favor.  Beanie went down in week one, and I knew, this season was going to suck.  

Maybe that raise Ohio State gave to Coach Tressel was a mistake?  Don't get me wrong.  I love Jim Tressel, but we never seem to have a good game plan against quality opponents.  

I could purely be speaking out of frustration.  I don't know.  I don't know anything anymore.

I know that the media dicked us over, and we just got our asses kicked by USC.  

Beanie or no Beanie, we still would have lost this game.

At least I'm a better man...

Friday, September 12, 2008

What the heck?

So it's a Friday night, and I'm sitting at home watching TV.  
Life's been like this for the past 2 weeks.  

There have been quite a few hurricanes these days.  I guess it's hurricane season?

So like I said, I am watching TV, and earlier I was watching E!.  They had this "wildest commercials" special thing-a-ma-jig.  With comedic commentary much like, VH1's Fabulous Life of, except not funny.  

So they were setting up the next commercial, and it's clearly an asian commercial.  The narrator says something along the lines of, "check out this commercial with a Korean family."  The point is, "Korean family" was said, it doesn't really matter what was said before that.

I take their word for it.  Why?  Because it's E!.  I expect that they know what they are talking about, mainly because they have to make sure they don't say anything that isn't true on television.  

I was mistaken.  They air the commercial, and it's an asian family, playing some kind of board game on a roof.  There are two reasons why I know this family isn't Korean.  

1) Everything on the board game is in Chinese characters.  
2) They are speaking Chinese.  

Now that we cleared that up, the actual commercial was ridiculous.  I'm not even sure what the commercial is selling.  Yeah, there's a board game the family plays, but something tells me they aren't selling the board game.  Why?  Let me explain.

There are the parents and a son and daughter.  The son goes first, and he spins this arrow and it lands on some random character, and everyone starts laughing and then the dad takes the boy and spins him around a couple times, then he throws him off the building!

Then they keep playing, and the mom spins and seems a little disappointed, and the father and daughter are joyfully laughing, and the next thing you know, the daughter is lighting the mom's clothes on fire, and then the mom jumps off the roof...

Then the dad goes, and he has a similar reaction to the mother, and then you see the dad standing on the edge of the roof, and then get this, the daughter sticks a firecracker up the dad's ass and lights it.  It blows up and he flies off the roof.  The daughter wins??


This post was pointless.

Tuesday, September 9, 2008


I need to move on with my life.

I need school to start, so that I can finish it.
And I need to graduate, so I can go off into the world.

I'm bored here in Virginia, but no more bored than being in Columbus.  

I went out and bought a wireless router, because this business of me not being online consistently was driving me crazy.

But I'm not going to be online as much as I did when I did have a consistent connection.  I can't rely on it too much.  I need to go out and do stuff.  I really do.  I'm getting ridiculously lazy.

But anyways, I saw some movie trailers on apple.com and there are some movies I really want to see.  I can't remember the titles, but if I saw them, I would recognize them.  

I started looking for new music again.  This is sort of an old hobby of mine, but it's hard to do without the internet.  

You know when someone asks you to describe who you think is your ideal person of interest?  
I always thought that question was dumb, at least when I was asked.  

It's so hard to describe the ideal person.  How else can you describe the person besides, "perfect"?

Hence the word ideal.  

And every time someone asks me that question, I have no good answer.  

I remember when someone asked me what kind of girls I was into, I didn't know what to say.  Um, the good kind perhaps?  Granted, I didn't say that.  I actually didn't say anything.  The person asking never stopped talking so I never got a chance to answer, which turned out to be good, because I didn't have one.  

But they answered for me.  They said, "you like artsy girls."

What does that even mean?  

I like...art.  I suck at most forms of art.  But I still like art.  But, how does one come to the conclusion that I like artsy girls?

Is it the way I dress?  
With my then-not-broken-glasses?  Jeans?  T-shirt?  

People love to label other people by the way they dress (guilty --> me).  It's funny how I'm a victim of it.  I've been labeled emo by various people.  Each with their own definition of it.  I listened to all their reasoning, and I accepted some.  But for one person, they labeled me emo because of the way I dressed, and I disagreed. 

If I called someone an idiot, and then they asked me why I think they are an idiot, and I answer, "because you dress like one."  Does that make sense?

End of Tangent**

Needless to say, I don't know what an "artsy" girl looks like.  

I do have a thing for girls who can sing and play guitar or another cool instrument...

Note: Top girl not the same as bottom girl

Growing tired.  

Sunday, September 7, 2008


So I am home in Fairfax, Virginia a week earlier than I originally planned.  

I wanted to go to Ikea down in Cincy, and go to this sushi buffet (not Todai), also in Cincy.  

I had to drive all night to get home.  Left Columbus around 12AM and pulled into the drive way around 7:45AM.  It sucked.

Since I've been home, I haven't had a reliable wireless internet connection.  Which is kind of lame, but my internet time has been offset by my TV time.  All I do is watch TV.  And eat.  And maybe do some pushups here and there.  But not enough for it to do any good.  Basically I'm a bum.  And I hate it.

I applied for an internship for the Fall.  I did not get the position.  I'm not sure why.  I thought I interviewed well.  The only thing that struck me as odd was the fact that I wasn't interviewed by an HR rep., but by the intern manager, who by the way, is a rising senior, to my rising super status.  And the girl who was supposed to interview me, also an intern manager, showed up 5 minutes before my interview ended. 

I wasn't really impressed with they way things went, both on their end and my own.  I probably could have answered some questions better, and been more sociable.  But the thing I noticed most about this agency was that out of all the people I saw, a good 85% of them were women.  

I know what you're thinking.  
Holla Holla...

or not.

I honestly do believe I have the necessary qualities to work there.  I won't go as far as to say "the best" because I don't know who I'm up against, and one is never the best at anything.  Unless you're name is Usain Bolt. 

I won't hold it against them that they didn't hire me.  Because this will happen countless times.  But it was hard not getting the positions, simple after having the kind of summer that I had.  

Oh well.  I'll look for another job for the Fall, eventually.

Lately, I've been looking at the people in my life.  Well not everyone, just a few.  And I imagine what movie character they'd be.  It's pretty fun actually.  I won't go into detail, but it's interesting.  

It is September 7th.  

Cleveland Browns vs. Dallas Cowboys!!!  On ABC.  Watch it.

Besides that, I really have no reason to celebrate, because I'm not going back to Columbus until September 22nd or 23rd.  

I'm lonely.

Keep It Real.