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.
Today, I went to the kitchen late at night to get something to eat.
My parents had bought a variety of bagels, and so I picked one that looked okay and tossed it in the toaster.
As the bagel started to heat up, I took a whiff of the aroma coming out of the toaster, and it was horrible.
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Recently, my phone got messed up in the rain, so I had to go without for a couple of weeks before I got it replaced by warranty.
And as a teenager who’s always on my phone, I came to understand many things over this period of inactivity.
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One of the great satisfactions in life is when you snap a pair of wooden chopsticks in half and it splits perfectly.
One of the greatest OCD inducing frustrations in life is when you snap a pair of wooden chopsticks in half and it splits irregularly.
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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Why is a bus flat in the front?
Wouldn’t it be better aerodynamically if buses had a rounded front like all other cars? It would just cost more money for the gas because of the air resistance created by the flat front.
What I thought was that a flat front would, first of all, make the bus shorter, making it easier for it to turn. Also, it would probably help in the city because sometimes you have to get really close to other cars, and it would be better for a bus to have a flat front to scrape by them.
Would love to hear your thoughts.
I would like to start off by saying Korean bread that you buy on the streets is infinitely better than the crap that Americans sell.
I am Korean, but I have lived in America for most of my life (since I was 2). I always lived mostly in the rural regions, so we didn’t have many Korean markets/restaurants around us. So when we go somewhere that has a lot of Korean people/markets, we tend to buy a crapload of stuff to take back.
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