Quick?

Alright, I know it’s been a long time since I wrote a blog post. It’s because my mind has been blank because of school and homework and just… life. No time to think. Only to work.

And play games.

I’ve been playing GTAIV lately. I have to say, this GTA is really different from the games in the GTAIII series (which includes Vice City, San Andreas, etc).

You know how GTA is, though. Killing cops, stealing cars, shooting people, blowing up innocent people.

But there’s something about this game that really irks me.

You go through the game, being a contract killer,  assassinating people, delivering drug packages, etc. You know, illegal stuff.

But then, whenever the main character is offered drugs, he refuses.

When he’s offered alcohol, he refuses.

When he’s offered smokes, he refuses.

Rockstar (the creators of GTA) know that they’ve gotten in trouble for being a bad influence on players. So they must have done this on purpose.

There’s a function where you can go to a bar with friends. And when it’s over, you leave the bar piss drunk. The screen moves around and stuff, and you can’t walk straight without falling over. If you get into a car, the main character says, “I’m not in a position to make good choices right now.”

It’s almost like Rockstar is trying to educate us.

But their efforts go to waste when the whole game is centered around killing people, running drugs and stealing things.

The main character doesn’t even wear a seatbelt when he drives. You know how I know? Because many a time I have gotten into a head-on collision with another car, or drove straight into a  low obstacle, and flown through the windshield, shattering it, throwing me head over heels about 50 feet away. Yet somehow he always survives.

Wouldn’t you think that if Rockstar was using that to make people wear seatbelts, they’d at least make the guy die afterward? Because nobody can survive a head-on collision at 90MPH, get back up and into the car, and drive away.

Rockstar, I applaud your efforts. But try harder.

I have never felt more unwanted in my life.

It’s like… I don’t have many classes with people in my class, so I’m mostly friends with seniors, with a handful of sophomores here and there.

Still, when the junior class gets together to do something, I always feel….

Ostracized.

Yet, at this point, it feels that there’s nothing I can do about it.

The seniors are graduating this year, meaning that our class will have to step up and take the responsibility. The Sophomores will become Juniors.

And I’ll be under a table.

In the fetal position. Feeling….

Ostracized.

ƒailure.

Alright, there are two things I want to talk about today. One is stereotypes. The other is pop culture. I’ll separate them with a line.

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We all see stereotypes. I’ve written essays on it. I even posted them on my other blog. You can see it here.

“You’re Asian, so you must be hella good at math, and you must play violin and piano.”

The fact is, I CHOSE to play those instruments. And I can’t do anything about math. I suck at it.

Yes, I CHOSE to play them. It was a conscious decision. My mom made my brother take piano lessons when he was in Kindergarten, and I went to the lessons, heard it and asked my mom if I could take lessons as well. I was three at the time. I don’t think my mom ever wanted me to take lessons.

Violin. My parents apparently saw my budding passion for music and used to take me and my brother to watch the Seattle Symphony a lot. Like… a LOT. I remember that when they would tune before they played, that they were going to play “Star Wars,”  because, you know, the introductory chord in “Star Wars” is a B-flat major scale, and the brass tunes to a B-flat… Yeah. Anyway. I remember that one day we were watching TV and I pointed at the violins and I said, “I wanna play dat.” They were like, “O.O really?” I said yes, of course, and I got lessons. I was five. But I screwed around, both in piano and violin lessons, which is why I’m not as good as I should be.

Also: “You’re Asian, so you must play Starcraft, like, 24/7”

No. NO. Here’s the truth: I hate Starcraft. I HATE it. Kinda. I only play it as a last resort, or if certain friends are over at my house.

If you consider this the stereotype, then I’m definitely whitewashed.

It is completely unfair to put me in a group where you expect certain people to  do (or play) certain things just because the color of their hair and the size of their… car….

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As my friends and I were discussing very recently, the world is going down in a ball of flame.

One of my teachers told me and my class that our class is “a bunch of wimps.”  Registration for AP English III this year was an all-time low.

But, in the words of Chuck Norris, and I quote, “If we’re going to win America’s culture wars, we need the younger generations to do it. … We need to re-engage with our young people and plug them in to America’s glorious past so they can build a brighter future. ”

We, as teenagers in the 21st century, have apparently been given a huge responsibility.

But it begins with our attitude.

I honestly feel sorry for Lady Gaga. I don’t like her music or anything, and I don’t think she’s that good-looking, but I think there’s a reason why she hid her secret.

Because people like all of YOU would just make fun of her. Give her credit for hiding it for that long, and give her credit for being so cool about it. Others would have exploded or hid away in their caves on Hollywood Hills.

Sometimes, however, people just ask for it. Like that Kanye West.  But then people who took his image and photoshopped it into other things weren’t very creative. I even saw some of Edward and half-blood whatnot.

Here’s something I thought of a while back, but never put together until today: