True Diary of a Asian American Teenager

Feb. 18: Pancakes and Sick days

Let me just remind you this is a 100% true (Ok..maybe not). I'll start off this wonderful diary with a flashback when I was a kid.
Since from the day I was born, I know I'm Asian. Being Asian is good and bad, but it does really impact me as a human being. When I was young, starting school, I would eat breakfast in school. The school is a public school that serves every normal thing you can think off. However, being asian makes the food not "normal". I remembered some days they would serve pancakes. Pancakes are normal -not. I really have no idea what a "pancake" is until my early school years. Ok, you will say "how can you not know what a pancake is?", I'm sorry to inform you Asian people don't really eat pancakes. We have Asian ones.

So whenever I got those strange pancakes, I thought it is bread. I know, I'm stupid. I would eat it plain like bread and I wonder why they gave me a little pack. Until I got a bit older, I found out it is syrup. Yay!
From this event, you can know how "Asian" I am.

Now back to present day, I'm quite professional at cutting pancakes. I'm actually quite expose to different foods: Italian, mexican, korean, indian, etc. I'm pretty thankful for that.

Today I almost killed my classmate. Here is the thing, I can be real nice, until you make me impatient. Yesterday we were suppose to have our practice for an assembly, but it snowed, so school is canceled. And guess what?! Tomorrow is our final practice! Just to say, we didn't even practice yet, so that sucks. Guess who is getting a bag grade? Me! Maybe because I'm asian, I care alot of my grades.

"Asians are smart"
Well...thats...kind of true.

Moving on, I'm sick. Sick as meaning of my throat feels disgusting. Because I'm sick, I need to skip school tomorrow-never going to happen. I even went to school when I got a fever. I need to have my perfect attendence. Don't judge me.
Here is a conversation of one of my "always absent" classmate and me:
Me:Why are you absent?
Classmate: I don't feel like going to school.
Me: Your mom is okay with it?
Classmate: I just tell her I feel sick
Me: wow...

So that sums up my thoughts today: pancakes and sick days.