Appearance

When you and I meet each other for the first time, what do we think of each other, as people in general? Well, i'm gonna share some thoughts about this topic. Back when i was young, i did judge people based on how they looked because i wasn't self aware of the importance of one's individuality and personality at all. I used to think that all Asians were my homies, because they would be like family to me. I used to think that all White people were dangerous and hateful because of what i had experienced back in the day, and I used to treat girls and women based on how they looked. If they looked beautiful and attractive, i treated them really nicely. And, if they didn't, i wouldn't treat them as nicely. People did the same things to me. They saw me and laughed at me for lookin this way. I had a lazy eye ( fuck y'all, i was born with it, so fuck you who laugh at me for having it), and whenever they saw me, they would mimic me, and laugh at me for having that eye. Hell, i remember how those bullies back in my grade 4 class would call me " one eye crippled eye" and would laugh at me every day. they treated me like a foreign immigrant who wasn't articulate enough to stand up for himself. I'm not gonna go into details, but just think of the ways an immigrant would be treated upon setting foot onto a country like canada or even worse, the US. When i got older, i became quiet and was mistreated at home. So, for all of those who wonder, " why was yang so darn angry back in the day? why did he flip those desks for and do all those weird things and think of weird things for?" The answer is simple: household abuse. I was abused by my parents cause they were fucking asian as hell back then ( thank lord they've changed now). So, don't bring up my past instances because my parents made me that way.

they forced me to do work, but would harass me and literally torture me if i had made just a few fuckin mistakes, which is the reason why i was always angry back then. Now, those kids back in my grades 4,5,6,7,8 and even 9 classes would always laugh and ask me stupid questions. People would consider me so many things and would assume so many traits for me ( stupid, fat, gay, no life, a nerd, ) without even getting to know me. I disliked reading, why? Because i had to focus on fuckin math. ye, i was nerdy. And people would see me as a fat ass nerd who wasn't athletic or agile enough, so they didn't pick me to be on their team. They just saw me as a loser. Now, those who did get to spend time knowing me realized other things. How i could be keen, respectful and quite amusing to be around. It sucks for those who didn't want to know me because we could've shared quite a bit about ourselves. Now, on another note, i myselft tend to misjudge others as well. I remember those small and big kids who i thought were weak and stupid, and i thought all people of other races would be racist due to my parents and myself assuming such things ( this was all based on experience). I did make fun of religious people and even ( gasp) handicapped people because i was such an ignorant fool back then. Now, i myself am quite religious and i realize how one's personality can overshine or overshadow one's looks.