PS- for the record, my friend's 'likes' were: guys who chew their nails (gross), guys with huge eyebrows, and guys that touch their hair. Who's the weird one now?!
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PS- for the record, my friend's 'likes' were: guys who chew their nails (gross), guys with huge eyebrows, and guys that touch their hair. Who's the weird one now?!
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*Mingni
KungFu Biteme.
{via Postsecret}
How about a little racism to break up all of that gush I just posted? I stumbled upon this on the PostSecret website a while ago, and it hit too close to home to not share me own thoughts, eh?
Confession: I think I'm white. Actually, not only do I think I'm white, but a racist one at that! I don't have many Asian friends, I certainly have none with accents, and I would not be caught dead in an Asian army of people. Maybe I like being the only Asian, another reason to be the center of attention or something? Its the ugly truth. Yo stop, collaborate and listen:
I act Asian:
1. I really like Asian food. I eat a lot of rice, veggies, and cleanly. I put sesame oil on everything.
2. I drink tea, and quit coffee.
3. Ok fine, I think grades are important.....and maybe I take pride in doing math in my head.
4. My grandparents are worshipped and never, ever crossed.
5. I totally shuffle when I walk. I have been trying to break this habit for years. Nursing has really helped, at least I shuffle quickly now. Stay tuned.
6. I am a lactard. Totally lactose intolerant, just like 99.987253% of all Asians. This I cannot help.
7. Ok, I am also a terrible driver. After all of these years, Im starting to think it's inevitable. However, I redeem myself by having an excellent sense of direction. Let's roadtrip; I am an incredible map reader. My tyrant father made sure of this, and dammit I am thankful now.
8. I'm near-sighted? I don't know, running out of ideas! I have no eyelashes, no boobs, and a flat ass??
I do NOT act Asian:
1. I wear shoes in the house. This is the dumbest thing Asians do. I still get in hollering arguments with my mother over this. Somehow, EVERY TIME I go over there, she has 'just mopped'. Psht. If I just run back into the house for something, I AM NOT taking my shoes off! I sure as hell am not wearing those dumbass slippers inside, either. Furthermore, my mother seems to think darker colored soles are dirtier. 25 years, I have made no progress with her on this. (I already know to expect an email about this post, mostly for using the word 'ass'.)
2. I am so not a saver. Asians are known for squirreling their money away, spending only for status and stingily not ever enjoying it. Ya know, buying a huge house to show people how wealthy they are, and then cooking in the garage to not mess up the kitchen. They buy nice things, and wrap them in plastic and never use them. They save all of their money, accumulating piles of money, all the while wearing threadbare clothes and only driving rice burner 'economical' POS cars. I believe money is meant to be thrown around the world, invested in people and bringing joy and experience! Spread it! You don't come with it, you don't take it when you leave! We could all die tomorrow, make your life count TODAY. Asians.
3. Academia.... tires me to even speak of. I'm not sure what genetic anomaly was expressed in me, but I SO do not have the Asian overachiever characteristic. This was not for lack of trying. My parents didn't know what American schools were like, so they tried their best to give me the education my cousins got back in Red China. My mother was anxiety ridden that I didn't know my multiplication tables before kindergarten, so the summer before, we spent three months reciting and writing charts. I knew my multiplication to 11 at five years old. She had known hers to 15. I was 'behind'. I also was subject to home 'summer school' every year, which just led to an incredibly and precociously bored kid who then was skipped from third to fourth grade one year.... mostly because I was driving my teacher crazy. That's where the ambition ended. When I graduated college, I told my parents to make a big ass deal out of it, cuz I aint eva graduatin' from nothin eva again. I just dont have it, I cant sit still.
4. Let's be serious. I have never dated much of anyone, and I sure as hell am not dating another Asian. There is no attraction there. It's not a hard rule, I guess I might consider it...but definitely no computer engineers, no squinty-eyed, spiky-haired mama's boys, and NO ONE who doesn't know how to change a tire. THAT GOES FOR ALL RACES, in fact. Also, no one with any interest in Japanimation. Shudder. I know it's rude. Soorry, lawd!
5. As rocky as my relationship with my parents may be, I definitely am thankful for a few things. We have never had the 'overbearing dictator career path' situation. They never coerced me in any way regarding my life and direction. I have always had full rein of my choices as soon as I was an adult, and they have never batted an eyelash. Weeell, when I first told them I was going to be a nurse, they may have asked "oh, you mean a doctor?" at first, but that was just reflex. In fact, when I told them about the acting quarter life crisis, my dad just snorted and laughed, "I'm actually not surprised. You've always been overconfident and overdramatic". Is that supportive?
6. I loooooove exploring this wide world. Sure, Asians travel, but not like I do. Stereotypical Asians like touring places to 'see' things. That simply won't do for me. I gotta do things. I have to jump off of rocks, cannonball into the water, eat weird food and wander amongst the locals. Gathering in obnoxious groups with weird matching hats/flags/shirts etc while riding in buses, stopping to snap photos and listen to scripted commentary is just plain torture. In fact, when my dad and I plan vacations, we plan to avoid the Asians.
7. I respect personal boundaries. Asians have no regard for personal space. They have such reverence for family, and ZERO respect for strangers. They shove, push, cut in line, and throw elbows in all public arenas. I have gotten in actual verbal spats with rude commuters, unwilling to bow to their ridiculous behavior. Did you know that, in prep for the Beijing Olympics, the Commies declared every 11th (because 11 is two orderly lines) "national line up practice day"? That was the day the Asians were to practice lining up on public nicely, because guests would be coming soon. THAT IS JUST PATHETIC. But it was also quite necessary. My dad reports that it didn't work.
8. Good Lord their culture is cheesy. I can't stand it. I refuse to wear stuffed animals as handbags, use fruity smelling office supplies, or adorn my electronics with dangly cartoon animals and sparkly beads. It's like a entire society of overgrown toddlers. I shudder to report to you that my 27 year old cousin still loves cartoons and wears Snoopy on everything. Just can't stomach it. With my US passport came the cool card.
Ok so the lists even out. Whatever, just don't you dare call me a FOB. And no, I don't know where you can go for dim sum.
Love Love Love.
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Dream a Little Dream
quickbeforeyoulosepatiencewithmeIgottatellyouaboutmyhopesforthenewyear.
I got a commercial agent, I hope to get a theatrical agent!
I hope I get to go see my Grandma in China. I miss her so much it hurts.
I really hope to go to Europe with Coco and Molly. and probably need to meet Phelpsie at the Olympics.
I reeeeally hope really to go on another mission trip
I hope to somehow accomplish all of that while observing my 12K miles of less in an airplane. I already feel that resolution slipping.....
I hope to see my butthead baby sister more than once this year. Gulp, I suck.
I hope to catch the running bug again, and entertain the idea of yoga teacher training. Double gulp.
I hope to find a nursing job in LA that allows me to do all of this.
I hope to become conversational at speaking French. Did you know I've been learning in my car? Je comprends un peu le francais!
I hope all of your dreams come true. I really do. More than any other year, I feel like this is THE year for me and all of my loved ones. I don't know why; I just feel so fantastic for all of us.
OK, that was painfully cheesy. We now return to the previously scheduled snarky opinions and rude observations. I apologize and welcome all eye rolls.
Love Love Love.
{from the Mr. Brainwash Art show}
ten hopes:
I hope I get to go see my Grandma in China. I miss her so much it hurts.
I really hope to go to Europe with Coco and Molly. and probably need to meet Phelpsie at the Olympics.
I reeeeally hope really to go on another mission trip
I hope to somehow accomplish all of that while observing my 12K miles of less in an airplane. I already feel that resolution slipping.....
I hope to see my butthead baby sister more than once this year. Gulp, I suck.
I hope to catch the running bug again, and entertain the idea of yoga teacher training. Double gulp.
I hope to find a nursing job in LA that allows me to do all of this.
I hope to become conversational at speaking French. Did you know I've been learning in my car? Je comprends un peu le francais!
I hope all of your dreams come true. I really do. More than any other year, I feel like this is THE year for me and all of my loved ones. I don't know why; I just feel so fantastic for all of us.
OK, that was painfully cheesy. We now return to the previously scheduled snarky opinions and rude observations. I apologize and welcome all eye rolls.
Love Love Love.
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To Sum Up...
This is soooo lame, but I had such a banner year! This is the first year I stayed in one place since...a long time ago, the year I gave into my quarter life crisis, the year I finally made Delta Skymiles status via 80K miles in the air, the year of a thousand weddings, and year of so many other things. Forgive me, dear friends, but I must
Jan: Started the year still trying to figure out this quarter life crisis. I was logging a lot of hours doing background acting, and learning as much as I could about the acting industry. I just moved into my favorite neighborhood in LA (Silverlake) and I spent this month exploring and making friends. I also went out to Yuma, AZ to see my adopted grandparents for a week. We went to Salvation Mountain and basked in the sun, drinking cold beverages and playing cards.
Feb: I went up to Spokane to pack up and move out of my house. I found new renters, whom I love. I spent time with Sammy Lou, right before she turned two. She is growing up so quickly and I am so thankful that she still knows who I am, since she doesn't see me often enough. Thankfully Aunt Mimi still has her place and Terry Lynn does a good job of talking about me so she never forgets :) I also got to play with Lindsay, my blog cattle-prod, for her birthday here in LA. Im trying to convince her to always spend her birthday with me. I dragged her to my first pilot shoot. She was a real good sport about it. I also started real acting classes this month, and quit doing the background acting stuff. Blew my mind, changed everything for sure.
March: I turned 25 this month. Quarter century, meh whatever. I went to Vegas to watch my Zags win the WCC tourney, reunited with great people, made a little cash at the blackjack tables, and giggled the whole drive back to LA. Terry Lynn and Josh just happened to be there for the weekend as well, so I was able to see them and be stupid with their friends for a day as well. Apparently, the revertigo hit me hard that month. I also moved into my adorable guesthouse and signed my first lease since I left Spokane. That was a huuuuge deal for this gypsy soul and rambling woman.
April: Stace got a new job and was technically (f)unemployed for a few weeks so she spent her time wisely by flying out to see me here in LA. I made her go skydiving with me for my second jump. After a superdark vmail left on her parents machine, she made the leap of faith and loved it. In fact, she went on the record recently telling me that she would do it again. She shall regret that statement. I will make her live up to it. I spent Easter with Coco and Molly, sharing a meal with some lovely new friends. I also flew to Detroit for Sheriann's bridal shower. I met Peter's family, and got 'rushed' into the Hakim family via casino antics. Oy, story for later.
May: The weather this month was fantastic. I was outside almost every day, finding new hikes and galavanting about in this area. I flew up to Seattle for a week, including my friend Carly's wedding in Woodinville. Those two gorgeous kids threw a fabulous party, and the rain didnt even dampen the fun. I loved all of that time in Seattle; playing with my second family and seeing my Seatown friends. I gotta have a place there someday.
June: This month was consumed by the wedding of the decade. My BF from college, Sheriann, finally married her Peter. Ask me about their story sometime. You will vomit. I flew up to Portland for their a week of preparations, cried and danced through the nuptials, flew back to LA for three days of work, and then flew to Detroit for their second reception. So I wore my bridesmaids dress again....which was what all brides want, right? I also rekindled my love for Portland, and got to see Amy and David in that fantastic city.
July: The June gloom continued through this month in July, and I tried my best to not care. You could still find me hiking and running outside, determined to enjoy my summer. I also got to enjoy a Colombian Anniversary Festival this month, in prep for my So. America trip later. At the end of the month, I saw my dear friend Andrea marry Matt in Seattle. She is my oldest friend I have, and I was so so happy for the two of them. They are currently reaching their potentials, living in South Korea, teaching English and experiencing this wide wide world. Delicious. Oh yeah, that was the trip I ended up at Starbucks stuck for three hours on a Saturday morning with a case of beer....
August: I spent almost the entire month in Peru with my gay husband Nick and his boyfriend Aaron. In case you missed it, start reading about it here. It was truly life changing in so many ways, and if I ever see you in person, I really hope you ask me about it. I have such a love for South America and cannot wait to go back. Next time I think Argentina, yes? The end of the month saw Sammy and Terry Lynn coming to see me here in LA, and Sam's first (perhaps last) trip to Disneyland. That, you dont have to ask me about. Suffice it to say she was not ready, and my ovaries may have shriveled up in reproductive suicide. Sheesh.
September: This was the first month of the year that I didn't really go anywhere! I spent the month trying to get my act together-literally-taking classes, workshops, and finally doing the big mail out to all of the agencies accepting new talent. I did A LOT of yoga and went to church every Sunday. The weather here was HOT. I was outside quite a bit, enjoying the sunshine, finding new hikes and spending as much time as possible near the water.
October: This was the month of Coco! She was able to fly down for a quick weekend with a friend, and then I was able to go to Spokane for 10 days, which included her fabulous 30th birthday celebration. I renewed my love for my hometown, made some fantastic new friends, and snuggled my Sammy Lou as long as I could. This was a great month. I felt really loved and really close to God.
November: At the last minute, I changed my schedule around so that I could fly up to Spokane for a whirlwind 72 hours to attend Jasmine's wedding (remember, I lived with her in Kansas City? We grew up together....). That was a fantastic party and I am so thankful I was able to celebrate with her and her family. Her dear Grandpa Elmer passed away recently and I cannot say how thankful I am to get to see him there. He meant so much to me and my family and I will miss him dearly. I was juggling agent meetings this month, taking casting director workshops, and trying to keep calm amidst the madness of it all. For Thanksgiving, I impulse-purchased a flight to Boston to spend Turkey day with Stacy's family. Was able to see Sher and Peter, who drove out for the occasion. As an unwelcome surprise, I was deathly ill and we weren't able to do the Turkey Trot I intended on. Sheriann called it 'Divine Intervention'. Im still offended. I know, right?
December: I spent a wonderful 9 days in my beloved NYC to start out the month. A few months previous, I was itchy and noticed that I had plenty of miles to go somewhere for the end of the year and perhaps was feeling the need to pick myself up, so I booked this trip to my favorite city just to enjoy the place and spend some time with myself. It was so great. I wandered my favorite neighborhoods, bookshops, parks, coffeeshops, and shops for days. I spent time with Amanda doing happy hour. I went out to Hartford, CT to see Sheriann and Peter's marital compound. They came back into the city with me for the weekend and we all reconnected with friends. Maybe I got kicked out of my first bar.... and maybe the boys had some fun texting Someone on my phone that night. Maybe. For the holidays, my family came down to LA. We mostly drove each other crazy and my house was in ruins until after they left, but I feel good nonetheless about us all being together-it doesnt happen so often nowadays dontchaknow....
{We'll take a cup of kindess yet,
for Auld Lang Syne}
Outline 2011:
Jan: Started the year still trying to figure out this quarter life crisis. I was logging a lot of hours doing background acting, and learning as much as I could about the acting industry. I just moved into my favorite neighborhood in LA (Silverlake) and I spent this month exploring and making friends. I also went out to Yuma, AZ to see my adopted grandparents for a week. We went to Salvation Mountain and basked in the sun, drinking cold beverages and playing cards.
Feb: I went up to Spokane to pack up and move out of my house. I found new renters, whom I love. I spent time with Sammy Lou, right before she turned two. She is growing up so quickly and I am so thankful that she still knows who I am, since she doesn't see me often enough. Thankfully Aunt Mimi still has her place and Terry Lynn does a good job of talking about me so she never forgets :) I also got to play with Lindsay, my blog cattle-prod, for her birthday here in LA. Im trying to convince her to always spend her birthday with me. I dragged her to my first pilot shoot. She was a real good sport about it. I also started real acting classes this month, and quit doing the background acting stuff. Blew my mind, changed everything for sure.
March: I turned 25 this month. Quarter century, meh whatever. I went to Vegas to watch my Zags win the WCC tourney, reunited with great people, made a little cash at the blackjack tables, and giggled the whole drive back to LA. Terry Lynn and Josh just happened to be there for the weekend as well, so I was able to see them and be stupid with their friends for a day as well. Apparently, the revertigo hit me hard that month. I also moved into my adorable guesthouse and signed my first lease since I left Spokane. That was a huuuuge deal for this gypsy soul and rambling woman.
April: Stace got a new job and was technically (f)unemployed for a few weeks so she spent her time wisely by flying out to see me here in LA. I made her go skydiving with me for my second jump. After a superdark vmail left on her parents machine, she made the leap of faith and loved it. In fact, she went on the record recently telling me that she would do it again. She shall regret that statement. I will make her live up to it. I spent Easter with Coco and Molly, sharing a meal with some lovely new friends. I also flew to Detroit for Sheriann's bridal shower. I met Peter's family, and got 'rushed' into the Hakim family via casino antics. Oy, story for later.
May: The weather this month was fantastic. I was outside almost every day, finding new hikes and galavanting about in this area. I flew up to Seattle for a week, including my friend Carly's wedding in Woodinville. Those two gorgeous kids threw a fabulous party, and the rain didnt even dampen the fun. I loved all of that time in Seattle; playing with my second family and seeing my Seatown friends. I gotta have a place there someday.
June: This month was consumed by the wedding of the decade. My BF from college, Sheriann, finally married her Peter. Ask me about their story sometime. You will vomit. I flew up to Portland for their a week of preparations, cried and danced through the nuptials, flew back to LA for three days of work, and then flew to Detroit for their second reception. So I wore my bridesmaids dress again....which was what all brides want, right? I also rekindled my love for Portland, and got to see Amy and David in that fantastic city.
July: The June gloom continued through this month in July, and I tried my best to not care. You could still find me hiking and running outside, determined to enjoy my summer. I also got to enjoy a Colombian Anniversary Festival this month, in prep for my So. America trip later. At the end of the month, I saw my dear friend Andrea marry Matt in Seattle. She is my oldest friend I have, and I was so so happy for the two of them. They are currently reaching their potentials, living in South Korea, teaching English and experiencing this wide wide world. Delicious. Oh yeah, that was the trip I ended up at Starbucks stuck for three hours on a Saturday morning with a case of beer....
August: I spent almost the entire month in Peru with my gay husband Nick and his boyfriend Aaron. In case you missed it, start reading about it here. It was truly life changing in so many ways, and if I ever see you in person, I really hope you ask me about it. I have such a love for South America and cannot wait to go back. Next time I think Argentina, yes? The end of the month saw Sammy and Terry Lynn coming to see me here in LA, and Sam's first (perhaps last) trip to Disneyland. That, you dont have to ask me about. Suffice it to say she was not ready, and my ovaries may have shriveled up in reproductive suicide. Sheesh.
September: This was the first month of the year that I didn't really go anywhere! I spent the month trying to get my act together-literally-taking classes, workshops, and finally doing the big mail out to all of the agencies accepting new talent. I did A LOT of yoga and went to church every Sunday. The weather here was HOT. I was outside quite a bit, enjoying the sunshine, finding new hikes and spending as much time as possible near the water.
October: This was the month of Coco! She was able to fly down for a quick weekend with a friend, and then I was able to go to Spokane for 10 days, which included her fabulous 30th birthday celebration. I renewed my love for my hometown, made some fantastic new friends, and snuggled my Sammy Lou as long as I could. This was a great month. I felt really loved and really close to God.
November: At the last minute, I changed my schedule around so that I could fly up to Spokane for a whirlwind 72 hours to attend Jasmine's wedding (remember, I lived with her in Kansas City? We grew up together....). That was a fantastic party and I am so thankful I was able to celebrate with her and her family. Her dear Grandpa Elmer passed away recently and I cannot say how thankful I am to get to see him there. He meant so much to me and my family and I will miss him dearly. I was juggling agent meetings this month, taking casting director workshops, and trying to keep calm amidst the madness of it all. For Thanksgiving, I impulse-purchased a flight to Boston to spend Turkey day with Stacy's family. Was able to see Sher and Peter, who drove out for the occasion. As an unwelcome surprise, I was deathly ill and we weren't able to do the Turkey Trot I intended on. Sheriann called it 'Divine Intervention'. Im still offended. I know, right?
December: I spent a wonderful 9 days in my beloved NYC to start out the month. A few months previous, I was itchy and noticed that I had plenty of miles to go somewhere for the end of the year and perhaps was feeling the need to pick myself up, so I booked this trip to my favorite city just to enjoy the place and spend some time with myself. It was so great. I wandered my favorite neighborhoods, bookshops, parks, coffeeshops, and shops for days. I spent time with Amanda doing happy hour. I went out to Hartford, CT to see Sheriann and Peter's marital compound. They came back into the city with me for the weekend and we all reconnected with friends. Maybe I got kicked out of my first bar.... and maybe the boys had some fun texting Someone on my phone that night. Maybe. For the holidays, my family came down to LA. We mostly drove each other crazy and my house was in ruins until after they left, but I feel good nonetheless about us all being together-it doesnt happen so often nowadays dontchaknow....
{We'll take a cup of kindess yet,
for Auld Lang Syne}
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