Asian Sterotypes

I am Korean, which means that I am Asian. And that everyone thinks that I am Chinese.

People have different thoughts and opinions about us Asians. Of course, in there are those who openly joke you about your Asian characteristics, and those who are too “polite” to do so.

I have heard every sterotype that there is for Asians. The squinty eyes, the skill in mathematics, and apparently no skill in driving. I have no idea why that last one is a thing, but I’ve heard it before.

And about the math thing: I am below average at math. Not the type of below average like the average kid. Of course I’m way smarter than that. I mean below average as in Asian average. I see kids who take AP Calculus AB in their sophomore year in high school (my brother). I am no way that good at math.

I’m just a kid who goes along with the math courses that are ordinarily given to the kids in my grade. I just don’t pursue it like other Asians because I am partially lazy and I know that there will always be some other person who is way better than me at that stuff.

One time, a girl who was a grade ahead of me came to me with her math homework and asked me if I knew how to do it. I was so embarrassed when I didn’t know how to do it like my Asian heritage indicated. It was some simple stuff, too. I just don’t like going out of my way just to do math. I’m not that type of Asian.

Anyways, after I moved to Florida, I’ve been hearing a lot less Asian jokes. I used to live in Mississippi, where it was much less liberal and people weren’t shy in voicing their opinions against us minorities. I decided that I liked conservative Mississippi better than liberal Florida because I just don’t like too liberal ideas. But that’s a topic for another time.

That’s pretty much it.

Have a nice day.

-Hank

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Fly Genocide

It was late at night, and the lights in the room flickered softly I was sprawled out on my bed, immersed into a book.

A faint buzzing noise could be heard in the background, but I did not pay any particular attention to it. Its volume increased and decreased sporadically, as the source moved around the room. Occasionally, the buzzing stopped for a tad, only to resume a minute later with greater intensity.

In the back of my head, I acknowledged its presence, but I was too engrossed within the book to properly be irritated at this disturbance. And so I continued reading.

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Flooding

I live in Florida, and with all of the storms and raining that has been going on, our street has been completely flooded.

I never actually thought that flooding would ever affect my life. I always related flooding with some obscure city in South Carolina or something.

But here I am, my street flooded to shin-deep levels, some places being almost knee-levels. My neighbors even busted out their kayak and have been riding around our neighborhood. Continue reading “Flooding”

Google Translate Errors

I use Google Translate a lot because I do the translating work for my Korean church.

As I’m translating some of the stuff, I wanted to find a better translation for a Korean word. So I plugged the word into the Google Translate box, and this came out.

Google Translate Mistake

I mean, a typo in Translate? And to top it all off, it was verified (the little check mark).

This means that someone went over this word and even verified it while not knowing how to spell “separately.”

Also, did any of you ever try writing one word over and over again into the Google Translate box? Well, this is what happens:

Google Translate Mistake 2

It doesn’t only have the translation for that one word but has¬†multiple different translations.

Also, some things are just plain weird. I entered this word once, and it came up with one thing, but when I repeated the word over and over again, some really weird stuff came up.

Google Translate Mistakes 4Google Translate Mistakes 3

I just thought that that was odd.

 

Anyways, that’s it.

Peace.

Stubbed Toes

So recently, I had been walking out of a room, as I usually do. As I walked out, there was a dresser that was right by the doorway.

I wasn’t looking towards that ground at the time; I think I was preoccupied talking to someone. Anyway, as I swung my left foot forward, I hit my pinky toe on the bottom corner of the dresser.

Of course, I did the usual thing and I screamed, fell over, and clutched my toe. I was just lying on the floor, grabbing my foot to dull the pain for a good five minutes.

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Hotel Confusion

As our family is on vacation, we move from hotel to hotel as we travel.

Today, we came to a hotel with little time to spare, as my brother wanted to go watch a soccer game.

The name of the hotel is Extended Stay America, and we pulled up to the first hotel with that name in the area. We went inside, but it turned out the Extended Stay America hotel room we had reserved was down the street somewhere.

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