Favours for a Friend

Summer has really started to hit. the late days. I love them.

a few things to touch down on. I realize I know certain people that do read this blog. even if its meant to be purely a cathartic thing but for me, its all the realeasing of some pent up anger and aggression, mostly toward people I don’t know or everyone else doesn’t know.

the one thing that has bugged me lately has been the election and a two topics that do come to mind.

one is the term of elitism that is being bandied about as if it was some sort of insult. at one time, elitism used to be a word of admiration as we all aspired to work hard and become part of the elite. the elite to me weren’t the snobby rich old money colonialist sons and daughters. to me it was people who worked hard for their money. they worked hard in school and worked hard at home. they fought and made it to the top. and for that, they have earn our respect for not being part of some social circle mearly a hero to the many as a member of the few.

now, many people are using this term as some sort of insult. kind of in the sad way that we mock people who pursue knowledge and taunt them and call them nerds or geeks. to me, thats a badge of honor, to be considered someone who is the constant pursuit of knowledge and has a general interest in continual learning. for others, its a disparaging remark that is bad as a racial slur. I dunno where this comes from.

but I dunno about you but I kind of want a member of the elite running this country. if a doctor is going to perform my knee surgery, I want an elite surgeon. and if someone’s going to be elected President I certainly don’t want it to be one of my friends either. I mean, my friends are smart people but not educated enough to be an elite president. you wouldn’t want your best friends as President, right?

the other thing that has been coming up is race.

an article came up that had a dilemma of either calling Barack from the bi-racial category or as black. which to choose? the media has dubbed him as black. but he always calls on his white heritage as well. people say he considers himself a black man, but does he really? I think everyone else without a brain does. is he a black man? yes. is he also a white man? yes.

I mean, I believe this will be a central issue in the times to come. it wasn’t until recently did I see a check mark on the box that asked me if I was beyond ‘other.’ I mean, I saw ‘two or more races’ in 2004 for the first time ever. it excited me. I went through that weird phase my entire life trying to decide what race I really am. am I asian? but my last name is Johnson? am I white? but most of the relatives I grew up with are asian. so what am I? Asian see me as nothing other than white. they see my eye shapes and nose and automatically assume that I’m white. White people see me and they think I’m either latino or something else. and are puzzled at reading my name aloud.

I dunno. now I’m just plain pissed now that I’ve written this.

In happy news. I’ve started seeing someone. now I know that I don’t ever comment on my personal life. but lately, I’ve been in a pretty good mood. the flowers seem to smell different, the sun seems to shine in a different direction and for the most part, there is a stirring of confidence in the year. I dunno if its a combination of things.

but for the most part. she’s pretty amazing. and thats all I can say about that. I could say more. but I’ll save those praises and admirations for her.

http://forafriend.tumblr.com/ is my other blog from tumblr bc the other one just got too clogged with crap. so go for this one for pictures. its nice.

anyways, I’m going to make an attempt to string for a study break probably with futile failure. but I guess I’ll try going to bed if all else fails.