So I’m at some internationally themed speed dating/party event, standing around, noshing on the inevitable chicken and beer and scoping out other people’s fashion when…
Random White Guy: Hey!! You’re a foreigner! That’s weird!!
Me: Um…you’re a foreigner too.
RWG: Yeah, but you’re not white!!
RWG: Don’t you just HATE it here?
Me: Uh…no? Why would I…?
RWG: Well, doesn’t the racism REALLY bother you?
Me: Uh…well…I haven’t experienced anything too blatant, I just…
RWG: OH COME ON!!! I have ONE black friend and SHE says that all the Koreans she knows treat her bad because she’s black.
Me: Well, I’ve definitely met some folks who don’t seem to like foreigners but…
RWG: So you mean nobody’s walked up and touched your hair, or told you you’re ugly, or asked you strange questions, or acted like they didn’t wanna be around you, or not wanted to hire you or anything like that?
Me: Yeah…but that all happened with white people in the USA too.
RWG: Well, I’m Canadian.
And THAT, friends, neighbors, and internet stalkers, says more about the state of foreigner race relations in Korea than anything I could make up ever could.
Today’s quote comes from Skunk Anansie’s “Intellectualise My Blackness”. I couldn’t find a video of the band performing it, but I did find this cool video featuring the song and pics of black woman who made their lives doing what it was they wanted to do despite racism.
P.S. I promise this’ll be the last race based post from me for a while, beautiful people. I think…
I haven’t blogged in a while, and I really don’t feel like it right now, but I feel like I owe my few followers a few words to prove that I am really alive and kicking. That said, here is a random list of 5 for your Thursday viewing…
1)I am bloody DEPRESSED. I haven’t been depressed in a long time and forgot what it felt like. It sucks. How on earth did I walk around feeling like this all the time for 27 years and not commit any minor crimes? Ugh. I’m also grouchy as hell all of the time lately, which explains the four further items…
2)No no no! What is this? BLASPHEMY, I tell you!
3)I am all for trying new things and covering classic songs in your own way, but Afro-Blue should sound like this;
4)I cannot WAIT to leave Denver. For me, it’s become a place to visit, not to live. Also, I really can’t with the silly people per capita in my current suburb.
5)At least all of my brooding and griping has resulted in some startling grown woman realizations concerning family and God(separately, not together). I’ll be posting my ruminations soon, if I can manage to stay out of jail.
6)Eh, whatever, let’s make it a list of 6. I have gone on and on on this blog about Junsu Kim and his startling good-looking-ness but apparently, this guy was in the band with him the whole time and I. Never. Noticed.
Dear Lord, if you’re listening, let me run into one or two dudes with diverse energy like this while I’m in Korea. THAT guy is way out of my league, of course but can one of his fanboys be my mailman or something? Just so I can get hype off of complementary male energy rather than being the world-expanding hype woman date for a change? Just saying, Lord. A Bane mask as fashion statement is hard to find, and I appear to be going somewhere where it might be possible.
Okay, I find myself marginally less grumpy for having written 6 silly things. Let me go throw myself at the world before it wears off.
Peace, beautiful people!
I am so unimpressed with myself right now. I have ten tons of work to do…a meeting to discuss the first bit of my dissertation, an essay to do some research for, a sadly neglected etsy shop to update, and a recapitulative seminar to revise for tomorrow morning.
But what am I doing? I’m drifting across the internet, visiting Twitter and Facebook and YouTube and WordPress. Ah, WordPress. The place I come to talk about things that don’t matter much to people who don’t know me at all. What would I do without internet therapy?
This was originally going to be one of my typical long, ranty posts full of unnecessary self-disclosure, complaints and platitudinizing but you know what?
I wrote it all out.
I read it.
I read it again.
And I decided that I did not need to be putting all of that temporary misery out there for permanent on the internet. I’ve done my share of that. It’s out of my system. It’s done, It’s gone.
Like I said, what would I do without internet therapy?
Today’s song title/blog title has nothing to do with the topic, but I did want to shout out this kick–ass cover of Adele’s Rolling In the Deep by Swedish band Dirty Loops. Adele, for me, is a big meh in the musical landscape and Rolling the Deep is the meh-iest of all her tunes. Don’t get me wrong–I can see why people love her and that song. I just don’t feel the same way.
This cover by Dirty Loops, does what all the best covers do and makes this song a keeper for me.
With that said, I’ll ask a few questions to end today’s post.
What happens when you realize that you’re doing too much with too little?
What happens when you realize, on the path to becoming a better person, that you also need better people?
Tricky questions, I suppose. Hit the comments if you have any ideas.
Studying is hard, but then so is everything else.
Last night I was talking with a trusted friend about holding on through the times when it seems like your hard work and sacrifice are never going to pay off. It can be hard, and the truth is that most people don’t bother to do it. It’s very easy to get side tracked or discouraged or just plain old quit.
To be honest, I think that hard work and sacrifice only pay off if you a)have a goal in mind and b) are realistic and focused about what it is you want and how you are going to get it. In other words, count up all the costs and realize that for some things to be done, others will have to remain undone.
More after the jump…
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So I’ve come to a strange point in my expatriation journey, and that is the realization that England is not my last country after all. When I moved here in 2006, it was with the the tacit internal understanding that I was not going to move again. Old Blighty was going to be my home, I would work towards settling here, and here I would stay. I’m a nester, not a nomad–or so I’d like to think.
6 years on, I’m starting to think about it very differently. It’s a bittersweet process. I’ve realized that my destiny is not irrevocably linked to England no matter how much I might love the place at times. I’ve realized that there are new and exciting places out there, and that I have the capability and the opportunity to go there and live life just as fully as I have in the US and the UK.
But underneath all of that? I’m thinking about the things I’ll be glad to leave behind.
Look, I’m not trying to be the harbinger of doom…there are just things about England that I really dislike. There’s a few I love as well. Without further ado, here are some of those things.
Eh, meh. You win some, you lose some.
Turns out I’ve lost a tooth, some friends and quite a lot of faith and sanity this year but HEY! Not dead yet. Things can get better, and they will.
One of the things that helps me gain perspective when I’m feeling down is songs like this one…
Six random Monday things:
1) A long time ago I wrote a song, the chorus of which included the line “If no man is an island, why is everybody else in a boat?” It’s not the best song I’ve ever written, but is IS one of the best lines. Not to toot my own horn(or row my own boat?) but that’s exactly the flaw in Western mainstream cultures when it comes to the buzzed about “community”. Even if you decide to connect to others and live in an intentional, community-oriented way, the truth remains that most other people are in their own boats, forming their own islands, and don’t really want to be a part of a community in an active sense. It’s just not how we’re raised. If a pre-existing community comes along and serves needs, fine. If being in a community requires conscious behavioural change and understanding–back to the boats we go.
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So I know I said I wasn’t going to talk about Korean pop music(musique/음악) anymore because last time it brought a bunch of fan-fic creepers out of the woodwork and I’m not eeeeeeven having that on my blog. Yes, I said not eeeeeeeven. Insert the appropriate neck roll and finger wave along with that eeeeeeeven. So this is a warning…I will be mentioning Korean pop music in this blog, but please no fan-fic creeper comments. They’ll be deleted, and if you leave one anyway, I’ll make cripplingly sarcastic comments about you in my real life. Okay?
Oh-my-God-I’m-so-tired! Walked all over! Long train from Vilnius to Kaunas. Meeting Greta in the sunshine with a bag full of cucumbers. Eating cepilinis in the pouring rain. Cepilinis=big dumplings of mince meat and potato dough. Walking to Santaka, the meeting of two rivers…
Today’s title comes from the classic Gershwin tune Summertime, covered here by famous Lithuanian pop-ska band SKAMP…
And yeah, I know the first rap is in French. I don’t know why, but hey…welcome to Europe.
BAM! Two posts in one day! Heavens to Murgatroyd…
Just another video blog…
I promise y’all, I’m *really* not this damn dumb. Eventually I’ll get the hang of sounding intelligent on camera again.