I’m contemplating the idea of being Asian. What does that really mean?
It’s funny how much I joke about being Asian but at the end of the day it’s just an idea, something that we allows us to group things together.
Sure I can easily list stuff like Asians are good at math, and that we’re good at technology. But like all good stereotypes it means absolutely nothing when we get to know a person.
I guess the only real conclusion that I can draw from this is that my real identity is that of a human. I can get hurt, I can get mad, and yes there are math problems even I can’t do.
I’m a human being, and I live however I want. How do you live?