Trust

I had a random thought going through my head today: there are so many people we don't know, yet we trust. It's good to trust people, but seriously think of individuals you run into each day . . . most of them we pay to do something for us. Weird. Just a few that were in my mind today:

• Doctors; sure maybe you have one doctor you've seen all your life, but really, you trust them to examine, operate or prescribe things for your body. Most of the time, they're a complete stranger with whom you share your most confidential information.
  
• Roommates; well most of us don't have a choice when it comes to roommates, but we share a room with up to three other people we've never met. We leave our valuables in the room and trust that those valuables will be there when we return for the night.
  
• Car mechanics; I have a hard time trusting these people, but still, I try. I've never met them before and yet I trust that when they say my air filter, brakes, lights and tires need replacements, they really need replacements.
  

Those are just a few. What are some that you can think of?

I love my brother!

My brother, Andy, is one amazingly talented designer. I know he'll go far in whatever he ends up doing after college. I can't believe the things he's designed. I took these from his Facebook to share with you! Enjoy!

*Disclaimer: Many of his designs are for academic projects, therefore the brands depicted are not real advertisements.

A typography project he did

A dramatic performance poster he designed

A recital invitation he made

A graphic design project he did (not a real advertisement for Old Spice)

His latest design--a typographical map from our house to his school

Asian, yet not very Asian

So I took a class in editorial & opinion writing last semester; here is the column I wrote as part a class assignment. It's about Asians. I figure I can write about Asians since I'm Asian.
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“Aren’t you super good at math?”

“Where are you from? When did you come to the U.S.?”

“Do your parents get mad if you don’t ace your tests?”

“How many instruments do you play?”

These questions are somewhat difficult to answer, not because I can’t answer them, but because people always ask those questions when they find out that I’m half-Japanese and half-Chinese. It’s not easy being Asian. Maybe I should clarify: It’s not easy being Asian when you don’t fit the typical Asian template-of-a-person. Maybe that’s a good thing.

You see there are several types—or “breeds” as I like to call them—of Asians. Not in reference to which Asian country we originated from, but rather which Asian stereotype we fit.

For those who are unfamiliar with the true Asian stereotypes, let me be the first to inform you of the common stereotypes.

The Boater—is the individual who apparently just ended his or her trip from across the seas to make a better life in America. Aviation has been around for a long time, but for some reason Asians still prefer water passages and cargo containers.

The Brainiac—is the individual whose parents have taught him or her to view anything less than a 100 percent as bad. Not even 99.9 percent is good enough. These same individuals are often members of Math Club, Chess Club, Orchestra and the National Honor Society (if not full IB or AP too).

The Tourist—is the individual who can be spotted 832 feet away with his or her fanny pack (if you thought those left in the 80s, think again), SLR camera and sun visor. These individuals set themselves apart from the traditional tourist with their innate desire to take pictures. Of everything. They not only snap photos of everything, but also strike the traditional Asian pose by holding their fingers in the recognized “peace” sign.

The Virtuoso—is the individual who can play at least one instrument, flawlessly. Usually the piano is the instrument of choice, but violin comes in a close second. Ever hear of the Suzuki method? These individuals spend hours upon hours at the piano bench perfecting each arpeggio passage until it can be played while blindfolded—this I know from experience.

The Recycler—is the individual who saves anything that could potentially be used to store food, even if it is supposed to be a “disposable container.” With used (and rinsed) yogurt containers, Styrofoam boxes and Starbucks cups, why waste money on expensive Rubbermaid, Tupperware or Pyrex containers?

So there you have it—common Asian stereotypes. They do exist and I know people who may or may not be closely related to me who fit into one or more of the above categories. For me, I eat rice almost every day and I play the piano. Thankfully, that’s where the stereotypes end for me. I’m thankful to have grown up in the U.S. and have experienced both American and Asian culture.

Instead of getting offended by the stereotype jokes, I try instead to find ways to laugh at the jokes in ways non-Asians can’t. Sometimes I wish people would lay off the Asian jokes because they think both they and the stereotypes are funny—because I’ll let you in on a little secret: Laughing hard at all the Wasians and Twinkies (what Asians call non-Asians who try to be or understand Asians) out there is a whole lot funnier than any stereotype about us will ever be.

Job Hunt

So nearly two months later, I'm still without a job. I'm not quite to the discouraged mindset yet, but it's getting closer.

I mean, seriously, how can an "entry level" position require 3-5 years experience? Of course, I'm applying for those positions anyway, but it boggles my mind. I'm more than willing to do an internship--paid or unpaid--but I can only do that for so long. And it's not because I'm unwilling, but rather because my bills need to be paid!

Well, enough ranting for one day. Back to searching for the perfect (or maybe the only?) position for me.

Wedding Bells

I can hear them ringing. Almost. I can't believe my older sister is getting married today! Such a weird feeling for me and it's not even MY wedding. Yesterday was a long day. Errands, rehearsal, rehearsal dinner, bridal party errands (teehee), speech writing, etc.

The bridal party seems to be comprised of some rather funny characters. I'm one of two maids of honor and there are two bridesmaids. The guys are funny (although one in particular is a bit, umm, weird?).

Dinner was fun. Good thing we ate at a loud restaurant so we could be, well, loud.

Bridal party errands were kind of awkward. But in the end, we will have the lovers' getaway car filled with, umm, things.

Anyway, now that I'm awake for no apparent reason after getting virtually no sleep, I'm going to take a nap before the mayhem begins.

Wow, it's been a LONG time!

Sorry it's been so long since my last post. It's never easy to keep up with this blog when I'm at school, but now that I'm done, I hope to do better at this!

That's the biggest news in my life: GRADUATION! Yes, you read that correctly, I'm finished with college! Where did the time go? It doesn't really feel like I've been in college for 4.5 years, but don't get me wrong, I'm glad to be done!

So what's next? Find a job! Yep, now that I've spent thousands of dollars for my degree, I'd like a job to get some more experience (and money would be nice, too). I've applied to at least 50 places all over the country and am waiting for an offer! I'm hoping to work more in the PR field rather than the journalism field, but I'll take anything at this point.

Anyway, hope your 2010 is off to a good start!

Ahh!!!

So it's been way too long since I've posted on here. So sorry! To be honest, I've forgotten about this blog. Crazy huh? Well, I have my Twitter, Facebook, LinkedIn and other social media sites, then I have a blog for a class that I maintain a whole lot more frequently than this one (kkino708.edublogs.org).

Nevertheless, I graduate in 43 days! So hopefully once December comes, I'll be posting more regularly.

Just wanted to say even though this blog has fallen off the face of the earth, I haven't. Yet.