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Name: Katie
Country: Argentina
Birthday: 6/15/1986
Gender: Female
Interests: I like slushies.
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Expertise: if i was to pretend that I had an expertise, that would be it.
Occupation: Student
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AIM:  KatS912
Member Since:
12/6/2002
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| Being in Korea is comfortable.
There are a lot of foreigners in Korea, (not Asian) that feel that they are feeling racism... I have some things to say...
- What did you expect, being the minority?
- What you're experiencing isn't especially racism. It's xenophobia. Usually, in a country's history, they are dominated, attacked, and killed by FOREIGNERS. It's just a human thing that we haven't gotten over yet.
- If you are white, male, Protestant, middle class or higher, and/or able-bodied. Shut up. In the US/Canada, you are a part of the majority. US/Canada STILL has racism. Deal with it.
- Your school warning you that you shouldn't be around foreigners, especially foreigners that recently arrived in Korea, because of swine flu is NOT racist. People telling me that I'm inherently more susceptible to SARS, because the epidemic hit Asian countries, is racist.
- You can't say, "Now I know how you feel back home," because you don't know that. Also, I'm adopted by white people. You go get adopted by Asian people, and then we'll talk.
- When Koreans, Korean-American/Canadians, and other foreigners hang out. Don't point fingers at the Koreans and Korean-Americans grouping together. It's not segregation. It's called, they talk to each other in Korean. Plus, you scare them, with your fancy English talk. Oh, and you're loud.
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| such a waste of time.
i guess it isn't a bad thing to try to stay busy though....
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| i've said in the past, i think that i attract complainers. or at least, complaints. people like to spill to me all the bad things they are feeling. they tell me what they did, and what has happened to them. i often hear, "i haven't told this to anyone," or "i didn't want to say this at first." who am i to stop them?
in the end, i feel like a lot of people depend on me a little too much, and that people have (collectively) given me too much to handle. why do i have to be the keeper of feelings and secrets? especially because, i tend to keep these sort of things to myself. when people get the load off their chest, i feel more and more heavy.
i want to be selfish. everytime someone tells me that their day sucks, instead of being empathetic, i just want to tell them, "my day really sucks. yours just kinda sucks. life is about sucky days. get over it." i imagine i would lose a lot of friends. or maybe, this kind of attitude is what got me into this situation. when i say things like that, people feel like they must vindicate themselves to me... but i don't do a thing to back my claim up.
in other words, i really am just a charity psychiatrist.
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| or is it head and heart?
either way, i try to evoke an emotion through my writing without stating it obviously... i thought this would be good practice for when i write ramen noodle commercials in the future. hehe. i think i tend to follow "flow of consciousness" style of writing. it's also my favorite style to read! hello, palahniuk, murakami, and camus.
i want to become better at writing, and write a beautiful story (after the ramen noodle commercials, of course).
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| i wonder if i was a flower in a past life, always waiting to bloom, waiting for the rain, waiting for the sun, waiting for something to help me pollenate, whatever. just waiting....
because i'm still waiting, always waiting for "things" to happen. i waited for school to end, now i'm waiting again. the school cycle sucks.
i got myself into a bit of a rut yesterday. makes me wonder if something is wrong with me. i need to get my head on straight before i start looking for trouble, right? because trouble is best when you're fully aware of what you're doing. easter came and went.
my brain and body are not remotely in-sync, and i've become more clumsy than ever. i need to watch myself.
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