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My teenage-hood was plagued with enough cringe-worthy awkward moments to fill to make Welcome to the Dollhouse look like a light-hearted romantic comedy. There is a stack of wire-bound, college-ruled notebooks yellowing in my old bedroom at my parents home to testify hat I was an angry, demented and totally bizarre teenager.
While rummaging, I did find one piece of paper that provides as much answers as it creates questions:
Answers:
See? Asian girls being into white guys isn't like this intrinsic feeling we thrust ourselves towards. When I was in junior high, in school with majority Asian kids, I crushed out on about a dozen Asian boys! This list was made during my 1993-94 school year, right in the middle of eighth grade, where a young girl toes the line between playing with dolls and dealing with her period. But I digress.
My point is that, beyond my subconsciousness, I believe that my dating of white dudes is based on the group of young adults that I hang out with and our similar interests in a particular space and time.
Why am I letting that security guard eff with me much?
And yes, as this list was amended in 1999, it does shed light into my lameness.
Questions:
Where are these dudes now?
Do they wanna hang out?
Why haven't I changed much in my crushing practices?
Does it really say School Boyz with a “z”? (Yes.)
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