This may seem like just another overblown netizen argument about 'copycat-ing' or what not. Beneath the superficiality, prejudice/'competition' between asians, and national pride is the topic of identity. Take the time to freeze the frames of this video and take a good look at what modern young adults (who will shape our future) are saying. Think of how it relates to you or the people you know. It definitely opened my eyes. One thing I know for sure: I am NOT ashamed of my race nor will I ever be.



Take a look at this for ongoing intelligent discussion: Cfensi

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This has actually even changed how I feel when I listen to Korean music. It's not just all fun any more, there's the slightest bit of discomfort. Even when listening to Gee! (Which I started to love because Zheng Shuang actually danced to it for a variety show and was so naturally innocent, sweet and cute while doing it. ^-^)

I posted this on Facebook through YouTube at 5am in the morning.
Btw, I'm pulling another all-nighter. =/ Oh, finals. Glad this semester's almost over.

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every time i approach a somewhat controversial subject, nobody comments. nobody.

guys, don't feel like you have to be stepping gingerly around the issues. there's no such thing as dangerous thin ice on silver's world. everyone has the right to their opinions and i keep an open mind about everything. when i post things up, i just want to know what you guys think about it. exactly that, nothing else. just those WORDS, no hidden meanings or assumptions.

okay?

now can someone please go to the previous entry and say something?

thank you,
silver

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If I was ever able to afford a studio apartment, imagine the empty space filled thusly:

A leaning desk by an open window. Perhaps with one attached bookcase.

A simple curtain wire over the window holding fabric fluttering in the breeze.

A side table by the front door with an ornate pillow for keys.

And that's all I've got so far.

Toodle-oo!

Plugs: thaitanic, randomjunk, Nuttz, The-Muffin-Man

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Why, it's almost 2010. Ulp, it's tomorrow. 0.0 And I'm not doing anything particularly fun tonight...hmm...

I would love to party somewhere. New Year's Resolutions? I don't have any.

Not that I can think of at this moment anyway. All I really know is I'm hungry and it's randomjunk's fault that I'm craving pizza right now.

Should I call for delivery? But my office is like out in the middle of nowhere.

They won't know where to deliver to...

Maybe I'll just walk up to Pizza Hut, order, wait fifteen minutes like the sign says to, then berate them for not calling me to pick up my order. As is what usually happens when I go there.

HAPPY 2010, MY FELLOW 'TANGERS

Peace.

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4:13pm - Yum Pizza. Jish pissha ish vewwy gudt. *thumb's up*

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I don't really know why.

The latest ketchup
I got a MyTouch. ;)
I'm listening to Pandora more than my ipod shuffle.
I'm finally starting to use my Google Reader (RSS).
I'm on Facebook way more often because I'm automatically connected through aforementioned device.
Internet at home is still not working, a.k.a. unreliable, therefore I use my new technological gift to access the internet. I don't like accessing the 'Tang from there so sorry. =/

What else...can't think of anything.
See ya'll!

@thaitanic: I don't really know how to feel with your "for your age" comment... Given that I am NOT like others my age, nor do I fit in with those older than I because of ageism. Eh. *shrug*

To all a good night.

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On Facebook, I put my status as "got A, A, & A- on the tests she got back this week. If only these were my semester grades. At least I have Spring Break to look forward to! Btw: No SanFran, guys, sorry. =( Maybe HK." Someone responded, "whoa!! great grades!! good job!!" I came back with, "I'm at John Jay. It's not particularly hard. >.> Though I must say, I barely studied and correct answers just popped in my head during test time. I must be some kind of genius. ;)"

All kidding aside, I am thinking about transferring. Every time I sit in my Sociology class waiting for someone to answer the professor's less-than-intriguing-definitely-not-hard-to-answer questions, I want to put a bullet through my head. It's the first time a class has ever made me want to kill myself. Eventually, either me or Kathleen or one of those really-eager-to-be-A-students-but-aren't-particularly-smart kids in the front row will raise their hands.

I am one of the founding class of English 201 Advanced. And yet these 'advanced' students have trouble finding similarities between two short poems. Each had about three short stanzas and were nowhere near Homer or Shakespeare. One was "The Red Wheelbarrow," for crissakes! As much as I love the professor's 50 pgs of sophisticated reading per week, I really doubt the class really understands or appreciates the material. Do you know what these kids came up with for the poems? "Oh, both of them have the word 'chicken'!" and "Oh, this is about the cycle of economy, right? (Gary Soto's poem) And this one is about a wheelbarrow. A wheel is a circle like a cycle!" Kill me now. Just. Kill. Me. Now.


This is fucking COLLEGE.

And it is this unbelievable situation that makes me want to give up. It doesn't make me want to work harder and give it my all. It makes me want to do the opposite. I can barely get up the energy to do anything. It doesn't matter in the long run. In this institution, the dim-witted hard workers will get the same or higher grade than the smart kids. Just because we don't have to work as hard to understand a freaking poem. God.


Now that I finally decide I want to look into transferring, I see that Columbia only accepts those with less than 4 semesters at other institutions, preferably one or 2. Guess what? That means right now! But stupid me, due to the unfortunate side effects mentioned in the above paragraph, I have a 3.3 GPA from my first semester of four classes. My lowest grade was a B- which frankly, I expected to fail because I fell so far behind. Damn it. I have no idea what I'm gonna do. If I'm going to transfer, I'm getting out of CUNY (City University of New York - a group of community, lower, and senior colleges that belong to the City of New York, aka public insititutions), otherwise there's no point in transferring at all. Too bad Macauley (CUNY Honors Program at various CUNY colleges) doesn't accept transfers.


Grrraagh.


(Yes, I came back and went on a smiley rampage. 3/17/10)

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First of all, I should be finishing the paper that I "sent" to my professor yesterday. Of course, it wasn't completely Spring Break yet for him since it was Friday and him having to class and I didn't. So he emailed me back saying I forgot the attachment. I pretended I didn't see that. Therefore, I will be going back to that paper and writing 2 and a half more pages right after this so I can "Oh, I'm so sorry, Professor! Here's the link!" Yes, I'm going to Hell. But we all knew that.

Damn, that was sneaky of me.

Me thinks me wishes for...

Me boyfriend
(I do not currently or ever possessed one. Close calls, but something always happened.)
Me happy life
(I'm almost there. I can feel it. Thus, that fact makes me much happier, but not happy.)
Me road trip
(I've wanted to go on a road trip for so long. Just me, my friends, long stretches of highway and strangers to meet, things to experience. 'Course for me, that won;t be my life. It'll only be a very very small part of it. At most, a month? Two? Three? But that's it. Unless I get really into traveling and it'd be so cool and if I could afford it...)
Me best friends
(I don't have any best friends. I have good friends, old friends, close friends--closer than anyone else, at least, which isn't much--but no best friends. *shrug*)
Happyness, of course!
(Here I think of Mumble, the cutest most courageous adorably fluffy penguin EVER.)

People, my TWITTER is Silverdotty. I don't update it as regularly as my personal one, but that's just bc why do u guys care what's going on here in NY? Or that this train isn't working or that train isn't or that the senators are crazy, blah blah. But it's updated often enough. Way more than my Tang blog. This way you can still tabs on me. If you are so inclined. The link is in a module to the left because I am too lazy to put it in here.

Now back to my paper...

By the way, no one--NO ONE--who knows me in real life knows I did that. Don't ruin it for me, okay? Love you, good night, dearest Tangers.

Oh, wait!

None Me-ness that Me wants...

Me Planet to be Happy
Me Planet No Melt No More so me penguins and polar bears don't die
Me Planet's Peoples to be Happy
My NuTang's Peoples to be Happy




HUZZAH, NUTANG HAS A FAVICON!!! *confetti*

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...actually pretty mad at myself about the paper. Still am, though not as angry now because I started working on it again.

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