The original title of my blog was "15 Reasons Why I Love English Class." I figured whatever I lacked in writing, I could make up for in the "ass kissing" department. However, there was one minor problem: I couldn't think of 15 reasons. As a matter of fact, I couldn't even think of one.
Three hours and two joints later, I still had a blank page. While my original list stayed at zero, the number of reasons why I hate English class kept growing in my mind - hence the new subject for my blog. Hopefully, my English 1A colleagues will be able to relate to this blog.
So without further adieu, here's my list:
1. English is not my native language.
Most people find this one hard to believe. I don't have any traces of an accent and my vocabulary is quite substantial. But it's true. I was born and raised in Seoul, South Korea. Before I go on about my illustrious history, I need to answer the pressing question that is, without a doubt, bothering you at the moment. "Is it North or South Korea that's the Communist country?"
Hahaha... no.
When people tell me that they're American, you don't see me replying, "Native American or a descendant of one of the people who partook in the genocide of Native Americans?" Not so funny anymore, is it? Stuff is always funny until it's about ourselves. Don't get me wrong. I'm not trying to preach about philosophical matters nor am I an angry Asian venting hatred towards the rest of the world. I'm just a humble student going off on a tangent so that I'll be one step closer to fulfilling the 300-word-per-entry requirement. By the way, North Korea is the communist country.
Anyway, I've derailed off-topic long enough. It's time to enlighten everyone with my amazing life story. I lived in Korea for the majority of my life. It wasn't until I graduated from high school that I moved to the United States. I was accepted into the pre-dental program at the University of the Pacific, but I realized that was not my destiny when a vision from God told me that I was born to save the world and not just people's teeth. Actually, that's just a blasphemous way of saying I had a career change. Unfortunately, I still don't know what I want to do in life, but I do know what I don't want to do. Picking out last night's dinner from people's mouths is not something I want to do. Nor do I want to do anything English-related because I spent most of my life in Korean mode. Despite how fluent I may be in English by national standards, on a personal level, I feel far more secure when I'm speaking and writing in Korean. Nonetheless, there aren't enough Koreans in the United States to warrant our own automated language services when paying bills through the telephone so I'm stuck taking English classes. That's right. You heard it here first, folks. I'm taking English 1A so that I can pay my bills.
So without further adieu, here's my list:
1. English is not my native language.
Most people find this one hard to believe. I don't have any traces of an accent and my vocabulary is quite substantial. But it's true. I was born and raised in Seoul, South Korea. Before I go on about my illustrious history, I need to answer the pressing question that is, without a doubt, bothering you at the moment. "Is it North or South Korea that's the Communist country?"
Hahaha... no.
When people tell me that they're American, you don't see me replying, "Native American or a descendant of one of the people who partook in the genocide of Native Americans?" Not so funny anymore, is it? Stuff is always funny until it's about ourselves. Don't get me wrong. I'm not trying to preach about philosophical matters nor am I an angry Asian venting hatred towards the rest of the world. I'm just a humble student going off on a tangent so that I'll be one step closer to fulfilling the 300-word-per-entry requirement. By the way, North Korea is the communist country.
Anyway, I've derailed off-topic long enough. It's time to enlighten everyone with my amazing life story. I lived in Korea for the majority of my life. It wasn't until I graduated from high school that I moved to the United States. I was accepted into the pre-dental program at the University of the Pacific, but I realized that was not my destiny when a vision from God told me that I was born to save the world and not just people's teeth. Actually, that's just a blasphemous way of saying I had a career change. Unfortunately, I still don't know what I want to do in life, but I do know what I don't want to do. Picking out last night's dinner from people's mouths is not something I want to do. Nor do I want to do anything English-related because I spent most of my life in Korean mode. Despite how fluent I may be in English by national standards, on a personal level, I feel far more secure when I'm speaking and writing in Korean. Nonetheless, there aren't enough Koreans in the United States to warrant our own automated language services when paying bills through the telephone so I'm stuck taking English classes. That's right. You heard it here first, folks. I'm taking English 1A so that I can pay my bills.
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