Walk Around With Me
Just watched Crash. Man, you may think the world's fucked up, but you actually have no idea.
Honestly, I've never dealt with blatant racism. Even here, where you just know that certain people are not talking to you because you're Asian (but least they're not telling you that's the reason). And I have gotten offended when people assume I can't speak English. I've even gotten flack for not hanging around my own "race" more.
Never outright discrimination for being different.
But on Friday night, I couldn't help but feel like I was being purposely left out because I wasn't one of "them". It wasn't about being socially adept, it was just about being part of the whole stereotype, which I obviously wasn't. Maybe it was because I was the "only odd one out", but I had never felt so isolated before.
I did hold myself back. Who doesn't when you're faced with 30 people you've never met before and you're trying to make a good first impression? Oh well, gathered up all the dignity I had and turned up for leftovers lunch the next day and it all turned out ok.
Danny Boy is back! And we're gonna go watch Lost now. Yay! Human contact! Have only been on my own for like a day but fuck it. Syarina's in LONDON now too! So I'll probably go down there and see her next week if she can't make it up to Bath. Toodless!
