Funny story about Saara did to Sophia when they were younger.
I Hate You William Hung!
I just like to say that I really hate this man. I believe he is a disgrace to all of Asian-Americans out there trying to move away from this kind of stereotype. He's a complete joke to everyone from the start of American Idol singing this god-awful song by Ricky Martin. Of course he's making money doing what he's doing but he's out there in the public eye knowing that everyone is laughing at his appearance and his accent, ignorant people are going to believe that most of asians are like this, not just that he's singing horribly he's also an engineer student at the time which doesn't help him with the typical asian stereo type that we're good it Math. I just wanted to rant a little because I live my life trying to remove this image that many people think of us and here's this walking stereotype discrediting everything.
U Don't Know Me
Don't you hate it when people look at you and they quick to judge how you are to act, how your background is, and what type of music you listen to? I know that it's just people that are ignorant quickly assuming because they know someone that is asian or whatever assumes I'm that way too. Thinking I go clubbin' at some disco tech place, having some fancy import car, just some stupid stereotype. I'm not trying to be selfhating asian, I just hate the stereotype that comes along with being asian.
"I was living a biracial life when I'm not."I really don't hang out with many asians, I do at times feel a bit intimidated by them, that I don't "act asian enough" because my beliefs and my interests. It all started with middle school, of course I have to say middle school is the worse because damn kids are mean at that age. While all the asian kids at that time where really into Rap and R&B and dressing like they're "hood," I was listenin' to my Green Day, NIN, and Smashing Pumpkins. Even though I was still wearing my some designer clothes I was picking off some style from what those bands were wearing. (Very little) But automatically to them I was considered a "white-washed" or a "twinkie" (yellow outside w/white filling.) To them I was white, to my white friends I was asian. I was living a biracial life when I'm not. When middle school ended and going into high school they didn't say things to me I wasn't in the big asian groups or invited to their things. I'd just have few of them talk to me and they don't seem to come at me all at once they would talk to me one to one with me like they were not wanting to be seen with me or some shit, it sucked. It sucks that I dwell on this but it really affected me how I look into our asian culture.
I try my hardest not to fall into stereotype, I'm not going to be those asians that are thugs who group themselves doing bad things not achieving anything in their lives. I'm not going to go out with an asian girl that pretend to act all cute and innocent and act dumb, I don't fall into that. I only think guys go for that because the way they think is that they feel they are the dominant in the relationship that they have power to do whatever they want and sadly that is sometimes how it goes with them. The person I hate that has totally made more of a stereotype that I just want to die is William Hung. He has made a fool out of us, that is how people have looked at us way back and he just brought it back to humiliate us all. Even though he is getting that cash for his 15 minutes, he should realize that he's actually somewhat representing us Asian Americans and he's totally making entire America to laugh at us.
I don't know why I decided to write about this today, it was just something that was on my mind. No scratch that, it's because someone assumed the other day they know the choice of music I listen to because of my appearance, and it just brought me back to school how I couldn't be myself.
'07 Crappy New Year!
I knew I wanted to drink on new years eve because well it's new years duh! Just didn't know that the people I was with wasn't down for it, which made me think well if I drink more I'll have my own fun or something... First off it did snow on eve so that was not a good start. Before Saara picked me up I though man I should drink a few before heading out to get me started so I went ahead and drank a couple beers from the fridge a chugged one down when she was in the front drive. On our drive to Sophia's we called her out and Sophia was out there waiting... Uhhh so where's Robbie? Turns out that "Oh he was too tired to go out tonight" ok we didn't think much of it until not that far away from her place we got "Oh can we turn back real quick I forgot something." What was it you ask? "I kinda left without Robbie" They obviously had a fight so i'm thinking (Oh god let's not have it very uncomfortable for us in the car.) After waiting a while in the car they both come out and we were on our way.
First we went to The Savory Hotel just to get a few drinks, we had a great time we drank took some pictures it was a nice setting, the drinks I had were not the typical drinks I usually get. I'm use to just drinking some beers. So I was pretty set out of Savory. We ate at Splash later on and I wasn't very hungry so I just had drinks again and an appetizer. I can't remember much from that on but we left there right before the new year and went to "The Lift" for the new year. To be honest I was pretty out there already so I really don't remember much there I do remember that right when it was 12 somebody by the name of Sophia wanted to leave and go home. So we just took the rest of the night to the apartment.
Still drinking that night at Sophia's, Robbie and I were the only ones that were still going... as I can remember anyway... Whatever time it was, we decided to go home. The trip back was pretty heavy, I believe I vomit in Saara's car and let out way too much information about myself that I would not tell anybody so now I have people who think I'm a mental case and needs psychiatric help. I can't drink hard liquer it gets the worst out of me. I'm sticking with beers I have more control over myself.
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