I’ve been spending a good amount of my free time studying the intricacies of what’s technically my original tongue: the Korean language. I am doing this because I refused to learn properly my parents’ native speech when I was a younger lad. The reason for this refusal can be found- or at least a great deal of it can- within the following two questions: “Are you Chinese or Japanese?” “Oh, then what are you?”
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I’ve been biased against the Spanish language ever since I was tortured by my Spanish teacher from kindergarten to fifth grade. My private school felt that we needed to start foreign language at a young age, and that it would somehow help us succeed later.
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Were you duped into buying the new MacBook Air? Did you shell out $3000 so that your new computer could fit in a manila envelope? Did you realize that for that much money you could buy a hot tub? Or a computer that actually plays DVDs? This is the stuff Apple doesn’t want you to hear, but you should know it before you spend your life savings on the worst computer ever built by Apple.
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After his best efforts to make out with me had failed, my new friend Clark asked me what five things I look for in a guy. His jaw dropped to the floor when he heard the last item on my list of otherwise common boyfriend requirements.
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The idea of eating hot greasy pizza in front of other people scares me because I’m afraid that they’ll somehow know that I want to eat all of the pizza myself. It’s also frustrating because I know I can’t.
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Valentine’s Day sucks. At least that’s what I always tried to tell myself, but all that was shattered last year when I walked into my dorm room to find balloons and rose petals covering the floor. By the time February 14 rolls around, it seems like the world is divided into two parts.
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I remember the day I learned about heaven and hell in Sunday school. My teacher told us that Jesus was the way to get into heaven, so I asked about my dad, who is Jewish. I asked if he could go to heaven, too.
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I was unlucky enough to have to go to the grocery store on Valentine’s Day Eve, and there were
carts full of pink and red roses, chocolates, those obnoxious stuffed animals and cheesy Hallmark cards as far as the eye could see.
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Have you ever felt like a fish out of water? Maybe you were in a foreign country trying to communicate your dinner order to a confused waiter, or maybe you moved to a new town and had to start all over. Most CU students probably feel like a fish out of water when they start their new lives here in Boulder.
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I was nine years old when I started talking about the designs I would one day mark my body with. Now, ten years later, I have two tattoos and I couldn’t be happier about it. I catch quite a bit of ridicule about my tattoos for multiple reasons. My first tattoo, on my right arm, is a sun with my fraternity letters in the middle.