Dec 222012
 

I should be more consistent with my writing given that I’ve been on holiday now for four days, but I’m still getting used to the fact that I don’t have to get up to work….

Besides that, I’m not totally relaxed given I also have to work on my dissertation, but that work starts tomorrow. I did actually stick to my schedule of getting work-work done before the weekend, so I guess I should be happy with that. I will have to do some over the next week as I gave students work to do over the holidays; therefore, I have to give them grades…

Anyway, there are still another two weeks for me to relax, so I should enjoy it fully! πŸ˜€

-T

 Posted by at 17:37
Dec 182012
 

Unfortunately, there have been two recent shootings in Oregon and Connecticut.

Recent posts on Facebook and discussions have centered on the need for more gun control in the US. Some people in other countries, such as Japan post how Japan has no shooting crimes because guns have been outlawed there. These posts and sentiments frustrate me as everyone is missing the bigger picture.

In Japan, while there may not be shooting crimes, you can find in the paper daily reports of people stabbing other people. In China, there are plenty of stories of women throwing acid on other women.

The point is that it’s not the weapon or the control of weapons that should be the topic of discussion. It’s a human and societal issue that should be discussed. At what point does it become okay in someone’s mind to take the life of another human being because of his/her own, personal and individual unhappiness? It’s not like this is a new human quality – people have been killing other people for years.

However, when did children find it reasonable and be allowed to bully and take revenge upon their parents who are supposed to be the providers and supporters of their livelihood? When did a man find it reasonable to kill a woman because she hurt his feelings? When did a woman find it okay to ruin the life of another woman out of jealousy?

Shouldn’t we be discussing the more important issues of what it means to value human life? Or what it means to take out your hurt feelings on another person?

It just seems to me that it’s the easy and lazy way out to blame it on a weapon, which has no power except in the hands of a human….

-T

 Posted by at 09:12
Dec 142012
 

There’s a lot to write about and a lot I want to write, but at the moment I’m trying to catch up on other things so that I have time to chill and work on my dissertation in the upcoming winter break.

So, for now, here are a couple of notables:

*This song and video has been in my head for some reason. I really like the artistic aspect of the video and the lyrics are good. P!nk is really one of my favorites for her song messages. Though, I don’t necessarily like every song she’s recorded….

 

*My friend posted this article about being still and writing from the NY Times. It got me thinking about writing and how much I talk about writing without ever writing other than my random thoughts on this blog. There’s so much to write about – travel reviews, spa and nail reviews, my life, other stories in my head…. I keep saying once I finish the PhD, I will do more writing or other things…. But, will I? πŸ˜‰

Anyway, that’s it for today! More randomness to come, no doubt. πŸ˜€

-T

 Posted by at 10:59
Dec 112012
 

Last night I had a visit to my therapist/counselor/head shrinker – whatever one calls professionals who help us maintain mental health. πŸ™‚ I gotta say that I really like mine and that’s saying a lot since over the years I have not been able to find someone that I could be comfortable enough to share things with. Sometimes it’s like she reads my mind….

Anyway, I was having a random thought about why we call psychologists/psychiatrists ‘shrinks’. For me, Dr I definitely helps my head to shrink in that all the jumbling thoughts and feelings I have going on tend to calm down and become a manageable ball of yarn instead of a mess of threads spreading out all over the place. In this sense, I think it’s definitely not a rude term to say I go to a ‘shrink’.

The main thing is that I’ve been on a low trend lately. I noticed it clearly when all I want to wear is my pajamas and I am tired, but can’t sleep as much as I would like. Usually, when I am depressed I am tired, but never sleep…. So, I’ve been working on maintaining a healthy balance of exercise, pampering and trying to stay calm. It’s somewhat working, but it’s not yet under control.

Lately, I’ve had this trapped feeling that is starting to make feel a bit claustrophobic. Sometimes I just want to go away on my own. For example, a few weeks ago when I went to Paris on my own and I quite enjoyed it. Unfortunately, it was tainted by my work dramas, so I didn’t get to really take in the joy of being on my own, doing my own thing.

On a related, but side note, we have been watching the TV series “Homeland” and the main character played by Claire Danes is bipolar II. In one of the last episodes of the first season, she has a bit of a meltdown showing both the highs and lows. I could totally relate even though I do not have such manic extremes as that. When I’m on my high, my brain is going a mile a minute and I seem to ‘see’ things clearer and (what I think is) better than others. For me, it’s in organizing things and putting everything into a system where my brain works. I see how people and pieces fit together. I see how the behaviors of one can affect many. It’s all a bit eerie, but it is what I see and it is stronger when I’m on the ups. This allows me to be very productive and very active. On the other hand, when the lows come, the world is out to get me and I feel as if no one understands me. I start to feel very tired from all the energy I used up on the ups and I also realize just how much I overextend to the benefit of others, but not myself. It becomes very stressful to me to keep on giving and doing…. This is a hard extreme to handle when the ups are so high and the lows are so low. It’s not easy to manage the happy-medium in-between.

Most people cannot fully appreciate or understand. Most people don’t even know that this is a world I live in. Even those who are closest to me. I can share this easier on a distant blog, but not in person. It’s not healthy or right, so I’m working on making it more of a reality in my oral life. It will take some time.

For now, I’ve had a bit of a release by my visit to Dr I and shall see how I feel a month from now. πŸ˜€

-T πŸ˜€

Dec 082012
 

I have realized lately that I just might have a great deal of deep seeded anger inside of me. I think when I was too busy trying to get a hold on my own mind I didn’t notice or want to admit to the anger that lies beneath.

Lemme ‘splain…

The other day on my way to work a white woman in her car came speeding up in the right lane. When the cars in her lane weren’t going fast enough she popped into my lane and proceeded to flash her lights while making exasperated gestures. I merely laughed. When it’s a brown man behind the wheel doing the same I feel annoyance at his poor behavior. When it’s a white privileged woman it’s humorous. Where’s the racism and anger you might be wondering?

Well, it’s two-sides really. Brown men make me angry even though they might be from my Western privileged world, I assume they aren’t and don’t know how to behave civilly. However we all know that most people behind the wheel of a car tend to take on a different persona no matter where they are from. On the other side I also am annoyed at the woman who knows better. No doubt she has had a number of people behave the same way to her and she has cursed them under her breath or yelled loudly in the car even though they can’t hear her. Despite that empathy did not strike and there she was behaving uncivilly herself. (Shake my head)

My second story is one of the major reasons why I want to leave this place and why I tend to walk around angrily.

I had had a generally lovely and relaxing afternoon. On my way home I stopped at the grocery store. An Indian man came up next to me at the salsa aisle and said something to which I ignored. Going on my way I noticed he was following me down the aisles. He disappeared and then came up the opposite side so that he could stop in front of me and smilingly say Hi. As if I would be interested… I shook my head at him and walked away wordlessly. I then intentionally went further in the store thinking he would go on his way. When he came up again from a distance and smiled I had had enough. As there were a number of people around I yelled at him to stop following me. He looked surprised and quickly went away suddenly never to be seen again.

I thought why did this guy have to ruin my day? Why do people have to assume that I’m some free Asian to be propositioned? Why do I constantly have to explain and defend myself? When I share my stories to white women they try to sympathize by saying the same thing happens to them. This is bull as no Indian man in his right mind would have the nerve to go up to some white woman…. Men can’t understand simply because they are male…

So I ask do I have a right to be angry? Do I have a right to have some racist thoughts? Maybe it isn’t right, but I am tired of it all… I’m tired of fighting with every breath and action I take to be seen as just a woman, to be heard as a real voice and most importantly to be respected as a human being!

-T

 Posted by at 23:13
Dec 062012
 

As I get older I find myself talking more and needing to be understood. When I was younger I kept everything inside and avoided arguments or the need to express myself until I am understood.

Lately, I find that the more I try to talk and share my viewpoint the more I feel as if I will never be truly understood or that no one actually cares what I really think.

People seem so caught up in proving themselves right or ensuring that we believe what they believe that they close the doors to other opinions and understanding those who are not the same as them.

So the more I open up, the more I think I should just shut up. At the end of the day all people really want from me is to agree with them and not disagree… Life would probably be more peaceful if we all just listened and learned when to be quiet. I am slowly learning this truth….

-T πŸ˜€

 Posted by at 21:22
Dec 022012
 

Today is the 41st National Day of the UAE.

The celebrations began around the 28th and have continued and will continue until tomorrow. For me, it means time off to relax. For the country, it means showing pride in how far they have come in such a short period of time. For other expats, it’s a weird mix that I can’t quite seem to understand.

The students love for teachers and other expats to dress in their national attire in celebration. Many countries do this and I find it very strange. I’m not of that country; therefore, why would I don the attire? Some say out of respect, some say for fun, some say why not? I can accept those reasons, but it’s not for me.

All this national pride has got me thinking about where my pride lies…. Last night I was asked if I ever think of myself as Korean. I answered, No. It is true. I always think of myself as American through and through. Yet, do I have pride in being American? I’m not sure…. I appreciate being American for many reasons. I wouldn’t want to give up my American passport for anything. Still, it’s not likely that you would see me waving a flag or dressing in red, white and blue. I like the 4th of July because it means BBQs, family time and some fireworks. It never really makes me think about the founding of our nation or the growth of our country. Maybe that’s just the part of being American?

Anyway, it’s something to think about, I suppose. Ultimately, I guess what I’m saying is as the UAE celebrates its birthday, I find myself glad to be an American!

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-T πŸ˜€

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