Divided

Seperation: like an echo, always a couple of steps behind...

Stereotyping

Why do people stereotype? Are they stupid? Should they be offended that I'm saying this?

I was stereotyped today, and I was really offended. I was born in my hometown, Richmond. A small city, with a BIG, MAJOR group of Asians. And yes, I am one of them. But no, I am not some typical, super smart, good at math, diligent student, who studies my butt off just to suck up to my parents, Chinese girl! I admit, I actually enjoy going to school and learning everyday. I REALLY do! But that doesn't mean I get good marks because I have "super Asian math genes". What the heck?! It got me so ANGRY. Just because I understand what we are currently learning in chemistry, doesn't mean I am really smart. So what, I got 100% on a couple of math tests doesn't mean I've got "Asian math skills". And just because I don't "look CBC" (Chinese born Canadian), doesn't mean I'm a typical Asian in Richmond; and it doesn't mean people can stereotype Asians from Richmond either! No one deserves to this type of discrimination. Sure, it doesn't seem so serious, but for some reason, hearing this said to me got me really pissed off! I couldn't believe my ears! If he's saying that to me, which he's a CBC himself, is he unintentionally implying that CBC's can't get good marks in school because we're not "Asian enough"??? What nonsense! He doesn't know me at all. He doesn't know my story...maybe I don't "look CBC" for a reason. Maybe it's because I was born here, even though I didn't get to choose, and all the Chinese people decided to settle themselves in Richmond over the past years and I was forced to go to a school who had "good" educational results because that school is full of "smart Asians" who go to great universities after they graduate. (And MOST of the time, it doesn't matter how great the university is, just like it doesn't matter how good the school you go to is, it depends on the programs that are it provides and the person/student who takes it or go there! Some parent, even students, need to realize this. No one can help students except themselves.) Geeez....something's people just have no idea. They have no right to say such stereotypical things to people, but yet they still do.

So inspiring...

This picture is speaking...

To me, this picture seems really inspiring. Simply looking at it and depicting it without knowing where this picture had come from, I can tell the power of this picture. I'm looking forward to watching the movie since my mom got it. Just need to find the time...

Complicate

I'm sure you're all familiar with the popular song by Jason Mraz "I'm Yours". The tune's pretty creative, the acoustic is quite the catch and the lyrics are relative to many us, I'm sure (even though their vague). Nearly everyone's in love with this song. Except me...
No, I'm lying. Here's my secret: I like "I'm Yours" and Jason Mraz is someone I would definately fall for. Call me shallow, but he looks pretty cool to me.

I've been thinking a lot about life. This hasn't been recent. Actually, it started about a year ago, when I met my true friend, Tiffany (I don't like using her name here, so she'll be known as Tif). I can't say that I've learned many things from her; but she has affected in a big way. In a REAL big way. (Just for random: I just remembered should be working on my geography article assignment right now which is due for Monday) Tif's been a big part of my life since then. She made me realize so many things on my own. The importance of my family and everything around me. The importance of my independence, and who I am as a person. There's a reason behind everything I do. And everything happens for a reason. This reminds me of my past. How regretful yet grateful for my past. If not for that, I don't know what I will be today. If such a past had no existed for me, I wouldn't know anything right now. But this is what I hate. How difficulties had gotten me here, now - the place, the stage in my life, that I love and appreciate most of all. (Haha, I realize I may not even be making sense right now) A stupid, naive, real clueless girl. All girls goes through this stage. It's just part of life, I guess. And yes it is real harsh. A girl's life's just gotta have drama. A girl's life's just gotta have a cute purse and cute shoes. A girl's life's just gotta have boys to talk about - not the nerdy ones, oh no, just kidding. The real cute ones, who we like to dream and giggle at ourselves about. Ugh, yeah, sure, real cute. Or not! And a girl's life's just gotta be included in those parties with lots of older people to flirt around with and be wild. Yea sure sure, but why all those things? Why must girl's all go through this? Shit...the drama, man! It get's really annoying. And those backstabbing so-called 'friends'? What the heck was I thinking?? Calling them 'friends'. I use to have many many friends. MANY, in this small city. Everywhere I go, I'd see someone I know..uh, that's just someone I've seen, not 'know'. Anyway, I'm really not getting anywhere with this because I'm sleepy, and I'm getting off track and I'm not thinking straight. I feel like going for a jog right now, but it's 12:30AM. Haha, I am ridiculous sometimes.

"There's no need to complicate, our time is short"
- Jason Mraz, I'm Yours

Just is just...

Best to introduce myself, I suppose. I have much to say, but my character is really lazy. To start, I am a real person; a real average person. I sort of fit in...no, that is a lie. I don't always fit in, but I'm rather fine with that. I was born and raised in a small city in British Columbia. I am born Canadian of another ethnicity: Chinese. I am proud. I represent, and I stand strong for what I believe in (which, whatever it is, I am still debating to myself about). I live with my family: my daddy, my mommy, and my little sister, Jasmine (my one-heck-of-an-annoying flower). I currently attend high school and the number of friends that I have are...well, you can count with one hand and five fingers. I do not overuse/overate the word 'love', because I honour the true meaning of it. I LOVE my entire family and everyone related to me. It is them that I am FOREVER grateful because they exist as part of my life now. My friends, who I simply call 'friends', are extremely important to me; I'd actually like them to stay close to me even when we all grow old and wrinkly (I do not like the words 'best' with friends, because it seems like prioritizing them) - to all, whom I love, stand on equal stage to me.

A little more?

I like YouTube - freedom of expression - art. Converse and jeans and a t-shirt - my favourite combo (I do not prefer tight fit clothes). I am a VERY forgetful person...I really need to emphasize on 'very'...EXTREMELY FORGETFUL!!! I can text so fast, my daddy considered putting me into that speed texting contest (golly). I like to swing my legs or let them dangle - I am not short, I am just a little height-below-average-challenged. I absolutely cannot sit still - it kills me. I want to do many things as I grow older. I have a lot of dreams. Being a bartender is one of them. I want to learn latin, german, greek, korean, japanese, italian, and the list goes on. I want to dig for dinosaur bones. I want to visit egypt and the King Tut's tomb. I want to see the egyptian museums and see all the great pyramids. I want to learn the different cultures and traditions of the languages I learn, and the way they think. Surprisingly, despite my terrible memory, which only started about a year ago, I still remember some events from when I was a baby. I'm an impatient person. But when I set my mind to it, I can really get myself interested. Which, at the same time, makes me really indesicive. If I had one wish from a magiv genie (I don't believe this will ever happen), I'd like to go back in time and continue figure skating. Giving it up is the biggest regret of my life. I also get carried away a lot, as you can probably tell by now...but I'll try not to after this. But I get distracted easily. Life is not fair...it's not. I am amazed by fireworks. They're tremendous. And I am Chinese-Canadian. I love beer and I love the thrill of watching hockey. I'm more of a tomboy then a girly-girl. You wouldn't catch me in pink...anymore...but that'd be a long story.

Thankful...
Should we celebrate only one day of the year with people around us who we are grateful for? I don't think so. Thanksgiving Day...eating turkeies, singing songs, sitting near the fire...that typical image of Thanksgiving Dinner is so imaginable and so heart warming. But that's only when we hear 'Thanksgiving'. Do we take some time each day, 7 days a week, 12 months a year, and 365 days, to consider how grateful we are for everything we have around us. I watch those materialistic people shop around, those greedy people asking for more, those teenagers who ask for drama in their life, because it seems essential for them in high school. They have no idea about the world out there. The world that is so big, they have no clue how small they are. And yet, they hope and pray for something to happen to them or for them because they are the center in their world. Reality check: this world belongs to no one. What right do they have to ask for more, when really, they should be happy with eveything that's already in front of them. Do they see the members of their family around them who are there because of them? No. Do they see the people who are kind to them because (maybe) there are actually kind people in this world? No. Do they see the clothes they wear that are worn in place for it's purpose...to cover the body? No. Do they feel appreciative for the shelter or roof they are under even though many others outside are freezing under the sky? No. But if so, do they realize how lucky they are? They...we...have no idea.

But then again, what is there to expect? We're only human, it's natural. Otherwise how would evil exist? And I'm only human. I'm just speaking. Afterall, I could be insane. But aren't we all? Well, who am I to say?