recently i've noticed that there's a lot more misconceptions about asians than i thought. and by recently... i mean within the last couple of years, particularly since living in new york. now, you'd think that in a city with so much diversity, this wouldn't be the case - however, it is.
for starters, i don't speak "asian". in fact, contrary to popular belief... there is no universal "asian" language in which all of us slanted-eyed, yellow-skinned, spikey-haired asians can communicate. (i realized i just pissed off 97% of my readers with the previous sentence.) get over it, i'm just trying to prove a point.
this also leads to how we also don't understand every asian language. yes, i know we're extremely intelligent and fascinating creatures by nature, but it's true. in fact, it's even hard for me to understand various korean dialects... let alone... oh, i dunno - tagalog. but, that's a bad example because we all know filipinos aren't really asian. don't get your panties in a wad randall, i'm just kidding.
and while we're on the whole language thing - one more bit of advice... if you meet me... after the whole "native/ethnic" argument takes place... and find out my background is korean, please don't pick up your phone and scroll down to "dan kim" and try to get him to teach you something impressive in my parents' language. you should've figured out soon after, "hi, my name is jennie - nice to meet you..." that my american accent is flawless (with a slight midwestern twang)... so you saying, "kim chi jji ggae mah shi suh"... is not only unimpressive, but a huge turn-off and you are no longer cool enough to be my friend so i'll simply shake my head and walk away.
and since this has gotten longer than i anticipated, i'll just throw in a few more and end this bitch-fest. no, i don't wear a kimono as a bathrobe. no, i don't own a rice rocket. no, i don't bind my feet at night before i go to sleep. and NO, i don't know kung fu, judo, tae kwon do or any kind of martial art.
however, i do carry around a set of chinese shooting stars in my back pocket made of chopstick wrapping paper - because i'm just that badass at origami.
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