"Fear is the heart of love"
- I will follow you into the dark (2006), death cab for cutie
—Cross My Mind
omfg. I can’t believe I’m just discovering that the lead of dashboard confessional is the lead to this band. Today is a most splendid day.
August 31, 2014
My mom is such a bad ass, she’s telling the story about how she fired back at her neighbors in New Orleans because they belittled her family for being immigrants when they first moved to the states. Two of her neighbors felt it was appropriate to mock her by pointing at her two daughters and sounding out ‘Asian words’, my mom then fired back by yelling, “Hey! If you want to say something about my daughters, then say it, don’t make that stupid sound!”
I don’t even know how my parents managed to pick up a new language, adapt to a new culture, and deal with so much ignorance (from ignorant people)… but damn, any shit I think I’m going through doesn’t even amount to the life experiences they’ve gone through.
I mean, they’ve even survived the genocide of their people by their own people during the Khmer Rouge.
I know I don’t say it enough, but I am so grateful and blessed to have amazing parents and a wonderful upbringing that’s taught me the importance of hardwork and dedication. You guys are my heroes - no capes necessary. Love you, Mom and Dad!
White people get so angry at the phrase, “You cannot be racist towards white people.”
I will never understand why.
Why are you so angry that you are being treated as actual human beings? You are not reduced to caricatures, but portrayed as characters. You are treated fairly, judged not by your skin tone, but by the ways that you carry yourselves, by your actions.
Why do you want to experience racism so badly? It is not fun to be mocked, dehumanized, attacked, killed, incarcerated simply for daring to exist. It is not fun to know nothing of your history or family because it was torn apart, whether through distance or death. It is not fun to hear, at every turn, comments reminding you of your lesser status as humans.
Do you really want to turn on the tv, open a magazine, watch a movie, play a video game, and not see yourself? Or, even better, to only see yourself as a criminal, as a drunk, a mocking stereotype, or as someone to be killed off? Or would you rather see fleshed out, well-written characters with lives and personalities and feelings? I know which I’d rather pick.
If I were a white person, the phrase, “You cannot be racist towards white people,” would be the best thing I could ever hear.
—You Really Got A Hold On Me
Seems that I’m always thinkin’ of you
Oh, ho, ho, you treat me badly, I love you madly
You’ve really got a hold on me
You can’t keep waiting for something to happen. You’ve got to give it your all and hope for the best. If you realize that your best isn’t enough, then it’s time you should try something else.
I just need a
week day to myself.