Resume

Jessica Jang (SooHye Jang)

Birth: 1988.8.8
Address: Guanakgu BongChun3dong Deawoo PurgioApt120-2004 zip 151-764
Seoul, South Korea
Phone 8217-712-5290 Email jangsoo12@hotmail.com
Education
Exchange student in Seymour High School Indiana United State 04-05
Graduated Seocho High School in Seoul Korea in 2007
Dongguk University early acceptation for Theatre major in 2007
Currently Dongguk University Translating and Interpreting major
Experience
1994 to 2007 Acting Experience in Korea
(Mostly TV Drama, Musical LesMiserable London original team, Musical the Sound of Music, Commercial etc)
KBS Acting Award 1997 –child acting part
KBS Acting Award 2000- Teen acting part
2004 VANK (Voluntary Agency Network of Korea) cyber diplomat
The Owls: Seymour high school newspaper illustrator and editor in feature section
High school Musical “Annie Get Your Gun” “Christmas Concert” Lighting and Stage Art,
2007 Teaching Assistant in English kindergarten Wonderland for 3months
Teaching Acting Therapy for speech clinic for 3months
College Musical Rent lighting operator
And Lighting Technician for other plays and Musicals for an year at Dongguk Theatre
The Day of Buddha’s coming celebration volunteer for tourist translating
2008 Teaching at Picker Phone English for 5months
UPEACE UN introduction course accomplished
Book Translating for Indomitable Spirit written by Abdul Kalam (the former president of India)
Global Culturist –Creating Korean Maps in worldwide museums- researcher
Cirque du Soleil Alegria Seoul–head translating usher


Language
Korean
Fluent in English
Little of French, Chinese, and Spanish
Knowledge of MS Word, Power Point, Photoshop, Researching etc.

Strengths
Good cultural adaption. Easygoing, Active, Passionate, Hard-working
Good at dancing (modern, ballet, traditional, tap, hip-hop, jazz, salsa)
Play instruments (piano, flute, traditional Korean drum, a bit of guitar)
Acting skill
Languages
Experience in theatre (stage lighting, public service, etc)
Young Age

The Worst Day in My Life, Ever

When the actress Catherine Zeta Jones sang the song called 'All That Jazz', from the movie of the ‘Chicago’, I dreamed that one day I would be on the silver screen showing people what I could do. I started to acting at 6 years old. I can’t remember how I got to know about acting, but I do remember how passionate I was for it. However, even though I was acting on the screen and the stage, I started to turn my interests away from acting. I feel lucky that I started to work at an early age and experienced the reality. There was bigger world waiting for me. But acting just came into my life as if it were my destiny. After all, I got an early acceptance from the Department of Theatre at Dongguk University.
On the day of freshmen orientation, we were just excited to meet new people and our
eyes were shining like stars. But we never expected that there was a dark cloud coming toward us. Our seniors had invited us to come back to school for welcoming ceremony. My classmates and I entered a theater where the ceremony was being held. Sweet music was playing in the theatre and senior students were waiting for us. Then, professors of the Department of Theatre walked in and gave short speeches. But as soon as they walked out of the theatre, the lights were turned off. We started to feel a mysterious and scary mood surrounding us. Soon, the lights came and training for newcomers began. I did not know what was happening. All I could hear was people screaming bad words and telling us to sit straight or not to look back. One by one, we were taken to the back of the stage. It was my turn now. The seniors poured two bottles of soju into big a bowl and ordered me to drink it. Since I had never been drinking before, I covered my nose and drank it at once. Then, they pushed me to the stage, where I had to bow and say my name, my major, what school I was from, who I
am I living with and even give my social security number. I was not supposed to make mistake. However, I could barely stand while I was doing it. I had never heard such bad
words in my life. We also had to attend an after-party, Then, I drank a few more drinks that they offered me, I lost my memory.

I still cannot forgive them for what they did to me. Thus, I studied so hard for a year to change my major. This is because there was nothing for me to learn in the department
of Theatre, and because even the professors winked at the wrong things that were going on. But, I could finally pass the exam for changing my major and made my good grades got me a 70 scholarship. Now, I am relaxed and happy that I have chance to learn what I wanted learn. Even the worst things can be a learning experience that will better prepare us for life. Now I am ready to step forward and meet the challenges of life.

My Brain

full of money and secrets

From ChickLit to ChickFlciks

Many little girls believe that they would be happy if only they could own that adorable pair of pink shoes. Those same little girls grow up to be young women who believe they would be happy if only they could land that perfect career- or designer handbag. But fretting over material things only seems to lead to lead to women’s undoing. After getting what they want, then what? Go out and get more? It’s a perpetual feeling of hunger that can’t be fulfilled.
Desire of this kind sometimes turns into overwhelming loneliness and indefinable anxiety, even while that unsatiated desire finds an outlet in shopping, career advancement or a cute guy. And though women can’t always get they want, they can at least root for the brand of book that features young female heroines trying to “make it” – which loosely translates as having the latest designer clothes, shoes and bags, an amazing job and a wealthy boyfriend who will support their couture habit. But exactly who are the women in these chick lit novels?
The heroines of the stories hardly resemble the feminist heroines in the literature of yesterday. When Carrie Bradshaw, the main character of Candace Bushnell’s book and television series Sex and the City, gets mugged, she begs her mugger to take whatever he wants but to please leave her Manolo Blahnik shoes. Becky Bloomwood, the brainchild of chick lit author Sophie Kinsella, can’t resist the appeal of her out-of-control shopping addiction even when faced with the repeated horror of her credit card bills in the Shopaholic book series. Andrea, the heroine of Lauren Weisberger’s novel The Devil Wears Prada(now a film) bravely sets out to become a journalist by winning favor from her demonic but influential boss at a fashion magazine.
Mainly aimed at women in their 20s and 30s, these novels give an unobstructed view of the lives, loves and worldly desired of fellow young female protagonists. In the genre, consumption prevails as the prime source of pleasure. The old, negative ideas associated with consumption- extravagance, decadence and vanity- have changed to become positive terms. According to these novels, conspicuous consumption is not only legitimate these days, but even stylish; it’s the hip hedonism of young urban women.

THe Middling Point

I saw this girl on TV program called I AM A MODEL.
Thesedays, thiny skiny models are strolling all over the streets. I TRUELY DIDN"T LIKE EM.
I hated people saying GIRLS SUPPOSED TO BE SKINNY and I didn't want to make myself same as others even causing the eating disorder in my body. I exercise and make muscles instead.

But This Girl, HAN impressed me. She's in NYC and she's traveling all oround the world for work.
But if I thought I ENVY HER.. uh-huh, I am wrong. She works, runs, and crawls(?) for work. She doesn't even have time to go restroom! I've heard about REAL NY or Hollywood life before in KimYeonJin's book. What I liked about Han was.. that she was very humble and unique as a Korean model. She didnt blame on Koreans like other no-brain girls. I think she will get on the top someday.. But for some reason, I started to envy her life. that busy life. It was the same feeling when I watched the movie "Chicago"... Feeling dizy and sentimental..

When one model said "After I wandering around this dazzling NYC , I realized the place i belong to is the stage", I thought about myself. Where is my place?..
Stage? Screen? the Chair? the Blackboard? or... the Street? nono... my room?...

Walkin the streets for two hrs listening to my favorite radio FM, DJ LeeMoonSei, I again had time to think...Well, weather I wander or just keep work or do something, I think theres nothing that change. But One thing is that I get used to those feelings.
As I feel dramatically different day by day, I feel myself too psychotic.
I gotta find the middling point...