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  • happy 8 year anniversary to my xanga!

    I can't believe it's already been 8 years since I started this...
    I'm actually a day late on this, but whatever.

    It's crazy how much I've gone through, and how much I've changed over the years. This xanga is a living proof of the changes I've made in my personality and in my life.

    I really hope Xanga never disappears. I would hate to lose a bunch of memories right before my eyes.

    My second summer in college has officially begun since a few days ago. It's been a craaaazy year, and I'm so glad I survived it. It's gonna get better from here on out, I totally feel it.

    I really, really wonder how long I'll be able to keep up with this Xanga.... hahahaha.

    :)

  • I'm RICH! wahahaha

    Hellooooo, Xanga. I'm sorry for leaving you in the dust for awhile, but if it makes you feel any better - I haven't posted a new video on YouTube for almost THREE months now. A bit shocking, huh?

    Anyhow, so about that title, haha.

    This past March, I competed in the Women's Club of Musicians (I think that's what they're called), where all of the musicians competing were women. To my surprise, I ended up winning $10,000 as the grand prize winner. I honestly didn't think I would have won because they were supposed to notify the winner the same night of the competition, but they had contacted me three days later. It's funny, because I think God did that so he could have me place my complete faith in him, and to not doubt it. And the moment I began to start trusting him... wholeheartedly, he granted my wish by giving me this unbelievably fat check.

    Furthermore, March had been a crazy month where I competed in three different competitions, which is definitely not a normal thing for me to do. I was hoping to win the first scholarship competition, and part of me deep down actually thought I would win. Except I didn't, and that's when I realize that I can't just go on creating my own path. God already has a plan for me.... and I had to respect that. And so I did. After winning $10,000, I began to understand more and more of what God had intended to happen in my life. It's really cool... seeing it all play out right in front of me.

    Then, last month, I competed in the Union League Scholarship Competition. The grand prize money is $6,000..... and I also won that. I went against 4 other pianists, and they were far older than I was. Most of them were between the ages 25-30. I was the only undergraduate student competing. Just knowing that, I had doubted myself. And I even told myself that if I didn't win, I was already satisfied with the $10,000 I had won. I also didn't believe God would allow me to receive both scholarships since he already gave me the opportunity to win one. But again.... this was me thinking and carving out my own plan, according to what I thought was "rational" or "irrational". But the fact that I have a total of $16,000.... there must be a reason why God let me win twice.

    Before competing, it had been my intention to use that money (if I had won) for my tuition and apartment rent throughout the next school year. According to how much I had been paying per year since I started going to Northwestern, I knew that with the amount of scholarships I won, I would be able to fend for myself, allowing my parents to focus on my two younger siblings for now, especially since my sister is going to college this fall. And as tempting it is to spend it on something that I want (and I probably will end up spending a tiny portion of it just because I can :P ), I have to remember the reason God gave me these chances. I want to help my family financially now that I am finally growing up. I don't want to have to be a burden because of the expensive school that I go to or the fact that I travel so much for competitions and festivals. It makes me happy knowing that my parents are thankful that I'm taking some of their weight off their shoulders, especially since they have raised me so well so far. It's finally my turn to help out financially.

    Sometimes, I still can't believe that I won so much money in a short period of time. Now, if only earning that much money was on a consistent basis. :P It's definitely not a coincidence, and it's definitely not by luck that I had won two major competitions in the Chicago area. It's not by chance that I picked Chicago of all cities to live in, where the opportunities to gather scholarships are abundant. It's all God's doing, and I truly, wholeheartedly thank him for that.

  • it's been a while.

    i've been promising myself to update...

    but

    i've been so tired
    and
    BUSY.

    but ahh, God has been doing many, many wonderful things in my life. i still can't fathom this love that's growing inside me. it's awesome.

    anyhowwwwww

    SLEEP TIME. because i barely slept last night and i have to work early morning. yes, that is how i spend every saturday mornings. oh joyyyy

    but just wait. one of these days i'll be back to my regular super loooong posts.
    and they will be exciting to read, as always.

  • One more Week

    This should've been a post for yesterday. It's a yearly tradition that I say, all because of what I said the first time when I was turning 10 or 11 years old.

    "CALLING ON 8! CALLING ON 8! Eight more days until my birthday!!"

    Except now it's 7 because I was too lazy to type that on xanga yesterday haha. It still counts.. I haven't broken tradition because I said it out loud yesterday. :P

    I don't know why I continue to keep this super silly tradition... always on March 2nd. It's been about a decade since I started to say this, and I've been saying it every year for ten years now.... that's so crazy! hahaha. Look back at all my other March 2nd xanga posts, and even in my diaries from before the time of xanga. The proof is all there...

    Anyhow, I don't know how to feel about my birthday this year. Perhaps I'm still bitter about the past few consecutive years . I've done a lot of reflecting upon this, and I've come to a conclusion that I need to now act upon rather than just saying it through empty words and promises:

    I shouldn't be sad or depressed because I don't receive the gift from that special person in my heart. My defense to that in the past years was that I'm a girl, and I have every right to be materialistic on my birthday. That special person should at LEAST send a card, because at least THAT I can really appreciate. But now, I realize that I don't need to worry about any of those. I should just be thankful that special person is in my life and God is letting me keep that person. I should be thankful that God is doing so much more in my life every single day. I should just be thankful that I have not been harmed in any way, that I am still healthy and alive. I just need to be thankful for the fact that God has given me this precious life. And my goal is not to become famous or popular, or even to become superficially successful; it's to share the Gospel with as many people as I can reach, it's to glorify His name, and prepare for the next time Jesus will come back and walk on this earth.

    I shouldn't EXPECT people to do things for me, even if it's for my birthday. Especially since I've had such great friends in the past, I now take those things for granted sometimes. The fact that I even had that kind of mentality in the past shows how spoiled I had been growing up, and how I had been awesomely I had been treated on my previous birthdays. If I want to make the best of my birthday, I need to take the initiative to be truly happy, not depend on others to do that for me. Whether that means to call a bunch of friends to hang out, to relax in my room and watch a movie, or to go to downtown Chicago and find a brand new place to explore, I should do whatever it takes to not feel so cynical and bitter on my birthday like I have been in the past.

    Anyhow, enough with my rambling. These have been thoughts that have been building up inside my mind for quite some time now. And although I say all of this now, I just pray that I will really act upon my words, and that I really can be truly happy on my birthday. I really need to change this mindset.... because I really need to just grow up.

    I'm turning 20, for pete's sake! Gotta stop acting like a dumb, angsty teenager now. :)

  • Beautiful One

    During small group this past Wednesday, we had bible study on Acts 2. We then discussed what our gifts were that we received from the Lord. I knew instantly what mine was - the gift of making music.

    So I shared a small portion of my testimony as a musician striving to do more for God through my talents, and I specifically had mentioned my YouTube videos. I don't believe that I have enough knowledge, wisdom and courage to become a preacher and reach out to other people, but I knew I could do SOMETHING with music. I've posted a few of my own arrangements of my favorite Christian worship songs and have put them up for the public to see. In the beginning, I would post up these worship songs simply because I enjoyed them and wanted to share with everyone these songs that had nice melodies to them. But recently I've posted up a few for different reasons. I want my viewers to watch these worship videos and become interested in what the lyrics have to say to them. I truly want to touch someone's heart in a spiritual way after listening to my arrangements of worship songs.

    Like this one.
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uo2EKcIeuMI

    After I shared my testimony, I put in a disclaimer, chuckling to my small group members that I wasn't even sure if my goals have been met. But to my surprise, April, my small group leader told me otherwise.

    She explained how how one day this past week, she was with a group of friends (studying? I forgot) including Megan, one of our small group members. It was only then when I found out that she actually wasn't Christian, but she was seeking to see what Christianity is all about. I had no idea. So apparently, they wanted to take a break and so they started to sing worship songs for fun, and to April's surprise, Megan joined in! Also, they wanted to watch a few YouTube videos online when Megan wanted to see one of my videos online. So when April searched for one of my videos, the first one they came across was that link up there. My "Beautiful One" cover. April then said that they all, including Megan, sang along the lyrics to my arrangement. She said it was truly an amazing experience.

    I was so shocked to hear that someone had been impacted by my video in a spiritual way. I had thought that because my videos are such a subtle way of showing God's love, that no one would have felt affected by it. Because of hearing what had happened to Megan that day, I just felt so compelled to keep doing what I can for God.

    All of this is so beautiful.

  • alskdjfaowiefjasdlkf

    I just spent about 5 hours playing the same FREAKING song over and over again, trying to get a flawless youtube performance. I'm still not done.

    I've been so frustrated to the point where I bursted into tears. And I even had to ask myself -- why do I make YouTube videos? Especially if I feel like I want to kill someone right about now?

    And so I've made a crucial decision. After I finish this video (WHICH WILL BE TONIGHT DAMNIT).... I'm going on a 3 week MINIMUM hiatus from making youtube videos. I've become obsessed with trying to become famous and THAT IS THE WRONG REASON FOR COMING OUT WITH VIDEOS.

    And. I need to focus on MTNA, and getting my life back together.

    This winter break sucks.

    Good night.

  • Kim Jong Il

    is dead?

    LOL

    his  death was announced on the same day as the South Korean president's birthday. how ironic.

    welp. no one has any idea what's going to happen next, except for the fact that Kim Jong Il's son is taking the throne. but he's so young, so we're not sure what's really going to happen...

    no one was expecting this to happen (so fast)... it looks like a whole new revolution is about to start very soon.

    the world can be so interesting haha

  • Home:Word

    The question that lingers in my mind: How long will it take for me to get used to this traveling back and forth between two homes? It still mind boggles me how I'm in Vegas right now, and it seems as though time has never lapsed. Northwestern and all the final exams seemed like ages ago, when in reality, I had my last final yesterday.

    It's great to be back home. I'm determined to have a more productive and joyous winter break this year.

    On a related note, WongFu came out with a new music video that really hit home.

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kf6CMwpuOr8

    I was watching it and at the part where the daughter pulls her mom in for a hug, I suddenly wanted to cry. The music video reminded me of the way I would treat my own mother, and now I just want to show her how much I appreciate her for the hard work she puts in for me, and for my family.

    I'm going to continue to pray to help fix my family. I've put each of my family members in horrible situations and now it's about time I change that around. They deserve more.

  • MTNA Competition

    This past weekend, on November 12, 2011, I competed in MTNA for the 7th year.

    7th.
    year.
    (dang, I'm old.)

    Despite the fact that I've done this so many times, it was the first time I competed in a brand new state and in a brand new age category. It was also the first time I traveled alone for this competition. It definitely felt weird to not be traveling with my old piano teacher, Mr. Bu and his gang of students...

    Back in September, I had no interest in competing for MTNA. I didn't think I could get ready in time so I didn't bother practicing as hard as I could over the summer. Just days before I went back to Northwestern, Alan Chow recommended that I try MTNA this year.

    So I thought about it. And just two days before registration for the competition closed, I made up my mind - I was going to compete.

    I had many reasons why I was hesitant to compete. First of all, I've been going through a series of psychological problems with stage fright. It's not even "fright" or nervousness... it's more of an anxiety. The way I see it is this: adrenaline and nervousness has to do with positive energy, whereas anxiety and fear has to do with negative energy. I've always been someone who made memory slips on stage, but it was only two years ago when it became a serious problem. I'd stop in the middle of my performances and completely blank out, not knowing how to finish. It was very discouraging for me, and I would probably mark these past two years as the lowest points of my piano career so far. I had been so discouraged that I didn't think I could compete or play in front of people again like how I used to.

    It's probably why I even decided to compete in MTNA in the first place. I strongly believed that this would give me the opportunity to encourage myself to fix this problem.

    As a super competitive person, I tried my best to forget about the thought of winning. My ultimate goal was to perform the best as I can enough to satisfy not only the judges but also for myself. When I found out that I'd be going against Paul Juhn and Uni Choi (both amazing pianists under Alan Chow, my professor), I freaked out. I constantly put myself down and ended up questioning myself, "Why am I competing when I don't believe that I have a chance against them?" It also freaked me out that I'd be the youngest in the 19-26 age category and that I'm competing in a state with lots of talented pianists... unlike Nevada. But I kept reminding myself over and over again.... music competitions are not about competing against others.... it's about competing against yourself.

    Then I found out that I was contestant #1, performing at 8 in the morning. I literally laughed out loud when I heard the news. For some ODD reason, I was always picked to be contestant #1 in previous MTNA competitions, whether in the state, regional, or national level. I always thought maybe it was just a Nevada or Southwest region thing, but when I saw that even Illinois gave me #1, I thought I really was cursed with this bad number. You see, for as long as I can remember, I never received first place in any competition where I had to be contestant #1. Anything with the number one became my bad omen. You can just imagine when I found out that 11/11/11 happened to be on the same weekend as the competition. Besides the fact that I took the number one as a superstition, it was also a physical problem, because for the MTNA competitions, competing as contestant #1 meant that you were playing as early as 8 in the morning. I would complain that I was always put at a disadvantage because I would never be able to play in my best physical condition and because other contestants would have a lot more time to warm-up than I would ever get.

    I explained this problem that I had with my professor and he gave me some awesome insight that has stuck with me until now, and hopefully forever. It totally changed my viewpoints that I had just mentioned. I told him, "Being the first contestant means that by the time all of the contestants have performed, the judges would have already forgotten about you since it's not fresh in their minds anymore."

    In response, he said, "No, being the first contestant means that YOU set the standards of the competition. Being the first to perform means that you are competing against yourself since you have no one else to compare to. However, everyone else that follows after you will be compared to you. And as long as you make a good impression on your performance, which you always do without a doubt, the judges will always remember you no matter how much time has elapsed since your performance."

    As you can see, the process of building myself for this competition was more of a psychological battle than anything else.

    I prepared myself for this competition better than I have ever in the previous years I had competed. It definitely helped being in college as a piano performance major. Compared to last year, when I barely performed during studio class, I had the opportunity to perform for Chow's studio every single Tuesday leading up to the competition. It was a nightmare at first, but I really started to get the hang of it towards the end. I asked for extra lessons, and I even started to book Lutkin Hall to practice performing in a big concert hall, since I always had a problem carrying out my sound across a hall. During the week of the competition, I skipped a few classes and canceled work altogether just so I can spend more time practicing. I even swapped my sleeping pattern so that I slept ridiculously early and woke up ridiculously early, knowing that my performance time was at 8 in the morning. I began to do something that I used to never do in the past - perform for friends in a casual setting. I never realized how incredibly helpful it was to do something like that, and it definitely built up my confidence for more formal performances like studio class and recital hour. I felt like I really knew my piece by the week of the competition, instead of all the previous years where I had to cram in everything in time for the competition. When I thought about how well I had prepared for the competition, my favorite quote from Mr. Bu came to mind:

    "What is the difference between a professional and an amateur? An amateur is one who practices and practices until they get it right.... and a professional is one who practices and practices until they can't get it wrong."

    Ultimately, God is the one who has planned out this wonderful path for me. Paul ended up forfeiting the competition because he was too busy with his other major and had no time to practice. I didn't have a place to stay at Illinois State University, but the week before the competition, I found a friend of a friend who was willing to let me stay at her apartment. She was a very sweet Christian, along with her roommates, and her hospitality was grateful. There had been 8 competitors, but the 8th one dropped on the day of the competition.

    And although I was not able to play to the utmost best of my ability, I did a lot better than I had first thought I would when I had registered for the competition. I had several memory slips but I kept going and finished the program strong. However, my doubts with God led me to feel depressed for the next few hours as I painfully sat and watched all of my competitors perform. I even put up a nasty attitude with Him, "I put so much work and effort, and this is what it all comes down to?" I didn't want to be angry with God for something silly like this so I kept reassuring myself that God is a God of justice. He doesn't reward people just because they have done good deeds. He is fair to the rich and the poor, the evil and the good, the lucky and the unlucky. Just because I had put in a lot of effort does not automatically equate to deserving to win the competition. Of course, this reminder is easier said than done.

    In the end, however, I ended up taking first place. (YAYYY!!) Uni Choi got second, and two other people received honorable mention. The judges congratulated me, and I got to perform my Kapustin piece at the winner's recital, which went unbelievably well. I was complimented by many of the students and teachers there. My parents and my closest friends like Jihye and my boyfriend were very proud of me. I'm just so happy to see my parents happy for me. I'm sure they wonder how I'm doing at Northwestern, if I'm even practicing and using my time wisely. :P But now they can see that I have been working very hard, and I want to continue showing them that. Most of all, I had made my piano professor proud. He knew that I was able to do it all along. I just had to get myself to believe that, too.

    I will going to Kalamazoo, Michigan for the Regional competition in the first week of winter quarter in January. I can't believe how amazing God is for giving me this opportunity. Not only that, but when I look at the bigger picture, the preparation for the MTNA state competition has led me to become a more dedicated performer and has also boosted up my self-esteem and confidence.

    After this weekend, I have come to a conclusion:

    The two long years of frustration with my psychological problems is finally come to an end. Although it took that long to heal, I have learned so much during that process. For someone who is always blessed with a close group of supporters, decent performances and a "luck" for winning competitions, I guess this is what it meant to go through trials and tribulations.

    And after you have suffered a little while, the God of all grace, who has called you to his eternal glory in Christ, will himself restore, confirm, strengthen, and establish you.
    1 Peter 5:10

    Dear pianist Sherry circa 2009...... welcome back.
    :)

  • Number One

    Your schedule is as follows (all assigned dates and times are final andcannot be changed):

     

    CompetitionI.D. Number: MTNA Young Artist Piano #1

    CompetitionTime: 8:00am, CPA Concert Hall

    ...How did I POSSIBLY know that I was going to be contestant #1? /sarcasm

    -_-;


    Ugh.. I can't remember how many times I've been picked to go first in a competition. Ever since as long as I can remember... whenever I was chosen to perform first, I never end up winning that competition. As a result, it became my cursed number...


    Especially for MTNA competitions, I'm somehow always picked first! And trust me -- it's happened a LOT of times. I've competed in state competition 6 times, regionals 5 times, and national once.

    I clearly remember two instances where I was picked as contestant #1 for MTNA. The first time it had happened on the regional level was my freshman year of high school. I was 14 years old, my last year in the junior division (ages 11-14). The competition that year was held in Utah, also at 8 in the morning. But since I was from Vegas, it actually felt like 7 AM to me due to the time zone change.  That year, I got out of bed about 1-2 hours before my performance time, got ready, ate breakfast in the car, and got up on stage to perform, still half-asleep. It was probably one of my worst MTNA performances ever. I got memory slips not only because I was nervous but also because I was barely awake! Needless to say, I got owned by then 11 year old Anna Han who ended up winning first in the nationals.

    Two years later, I ended up competing in the regional competitions for both the senior piano duet category as well as the solo category. I was a junior in high school, and the competition was located in Tucson, AZ. Both the duet and solo competitions were held on the same day -- the solo being held in the morning and the duet in the late afternoon. I found out that I was, again, contestant #1 for solo, competing at 8 in the morning. But this time... I was prepared. I woke up at 3 AM (not overexaggerating either) to go out for a nice morning jog. It was so dark outside and sketchy, but it really woke me up. When I got back, I got ready and practiced/warmed up for a good 1-2 hours before it was my turn to compete. I had a pretty solid performance, but judging all my past experiences with competing at the regional level, I wasn't sure how I would place (if I even got to place) that year. To my surprise, I ended up getting 2nd place for solo (and first place for duet, yeah!!), which was a big shock to me, especially since I have never won anything for solo category at the regional level. BUT, it wasn't first place.... which goes back to what  I said earlier. Being contestant #1 is a curse!

    I think the worst case scenario I have ever had with the unlucky case of the number 1's was back in November 2006 at the Liszt International Piano Competition. The competition was on November 11, 2006.... (11/11??) in Room 111. I had one of the worst performances ever. Everything that day went wrong for me. I couldn't warm up properly, and I watched other contestants perform before me (which is something I don't ever do because it messes me up psychologically). When I was signing up for MTNA this year, I was so afraid that my competition date would land on November 11, 2011 (11/11/11). :( Luckily, it's on the 12th this time. Phew! haha.

    But I've tried really hard to push this to the back of my mind. I should not let something as stupid as this take me down psychologically. I should power through it and tell myself that #1 IS indeed a good and lucky number, not the opposite of that. I guess I'm more afraid knowing that I'll be competing at 8 in the morning... and it's been about 3 years since I have last competed that earlier. :/

    I have one more month to prepare. I've been practicing pretty diligently, especially for the amount of time I have to spend for school and work. I've also been performing in studio class every single week, and I'm also planning on performing in recital hours. I'm also performing casually for my peers so I can get even more comfortable with performing in front of others. I'm really trying my best to break out of this anxiety to perform! I want to be able to perform like I did three years ago, which I consider to be my peak of my piano career so far. I'm determined that I will be able to pull off a satisfying performance next month.

    LET'S DO THISSSSSS