Stereotype: Name
Saturday, 20 June 2009
A sum of a few similar situations.
Ang Moh: Your name, please.
Me: Esther.
Ang Moh: Ah, you don't look like an Esther.
Me: Yes, I do!
Ang Moh: Oh, usually I'd imagine a black American 'aunt Esther' or 'grandma Esther'...
Me: (in my mind... FUCK YOU DAMN IT...!!!) Well, I'm definitely not black AND American AND either an aunt or a grandma. (fake smile as I say that)
A conversation in one of my class.
Ang Moh: What's your name?
Me: Esther.
Ang Moh: No, really...
Me: My name is Esther -.-'
Ang Moh: No, really... Come on.
Me: (WTF?!?) Yeah! My name is Esther. I didn't made it up. My parents gave it to me and it's in my birth cert. You wanna see my IC (or ID like how ang mohs say it) or not?
Ang Moh: Oh, no. Just cause I thought that you would have an Asian name.
Me: Yeah, I do. Just that no one calls me by my Chinese name and the only person that did is my great grandma who died more than 10 years ago and the only reason why she calls me by my Chinese name is because she can't pronounce Esther correctly.
Ang Moh: Btw, you look Japanese / Korean (I don't remember which one was mentioned but it's either Jap or Korean lah...)
Me: I know, but I'm not. I'm Malaysian Chinese. (Said out loud.. in my brain: And please don't ask me which part of China is that.)
Labels: Stereotype, USA
posted @ 20:14,
Labels: Love
Bittersweet #34
Wednesday, 10 June 2009
See the curtains hanging in the window
In the evening on a Friday night
A little light a-shining through the window
Lets me know everythings alright
Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind
Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind
See the paper lying on the sidewalk
A little music from the house next door
So I walk on up to the door step
Through the screen and across the floor
Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind
Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind
Sweet days of summer, the jasmine's in bloom
July is dressed up and playing her tune
When I come home from a hard days work
And you're waiting there, not a care in the world
See the smile a-waiting in the kitchen
Food cooking and the plates for two
Feel the arms that reach out to hold me
In the evening when the day is through
Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind
Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind
posted @ 18:04,
Labels: Life
Life's lesson #1
Sunday, 7 June 2009
posted @ 20:11,
Bittersweet #33
Saturday, 6 June 2009
People change.
It feels like swallowing a very bitter pill.
posted @ 19:41,
Labels: God
Through my darkest hour...
Don Moen - I will sing
Lord You seem so far away
A million miles or more it feels today
And though I haven't lost my faith,
I must confess right now that it's hard for me to pray.
But I don't know what to say
And I don't know where to start.
But as you give the grace
With all that's in my heart.
I will sing.
I will praise
Even in my darkest hour
Through the sorrow and the pain
I will sing
I will praise
Lift my hands to honor You
Because Your word is true
I will sing
Lord it's hard for me to see
All the thoughts and plans You have for me.
But I will put my trust in You.
Knowing that you died to set me free.
But I don't know what to say
And I don't know where to start
But as you give the grace
With all that's in my heart
I will sing
I will praise
Even in my darkest hour
Through the sorrow and the pain
I will sing
I will praise
Lift my hands to honor You
Because Your word is true
I will sing (2 times)
posted @ 19:37,
