Are you going to brog about this, honey?

Let me begin with a short disclaimer:

Everything that seems racist and/or derogatory toward Asian Americans in this post was inserted by a real live Asian American. Er, maybe not actually inserted but definitely inspired by…and not in that way, SHE MAKES THIS SHIT UP HERSELF, DAMNIT!

My friend Emily had her bachelorette party last weekend and it totally rocked. Literally, it effing, rocked! We went to the Bridge School Benefit in California http://bridgeschool.org/concert/index.php and jammed to the likes of Norah Jones, Santana, Dave Matthews Band, Arcade Fire, Eddie Vedder, Neil Young, Mumford and Sons and Beck. I highly recommend you go next year.

This is a concert that benefits The Bridge School for disabled children. The musicians who play are presumably not paid and since they only play about 5 songs each, they are so casual and goofy and seem to be incredibly comfortable. It was absolutely magical.

And on that note, aren’t old friends just magical? It’s been a rough couple of months emotionally for me and falling into the arms of old friends may have given me a new lease on life. I’ve met some amazing friends here in SLC that I know will become “old friends”  but for now, there’s nothing like a trip to good old California to feel loved…

Awesome funniness that went on:

Emily is a chemist who loves boba tea. She loves all tea actually. She’s also Taiwanese and finds the fact that she fits all Asian stereotypes absolutely hilarious. We all wore t-shirts that said something about love for Chemistry or boba. 

Numerous times throughout the weekend we would find that we had segregated ourselves: Asians in the kitchen, white folk in the living room,  Asians on one picnic blanket, white folk on another. Personally, I think the Asians found us white folk a bit bland…

Emily revealing that her betrothed has an alter ego, a black man named Devin…for whom he has an email address…

Sarah making Emily an awesome cropped t-shirt from BJU, and then Emily creating it’s tagline, “Here at BJU, we have short attention spans”.

The Starbucks barista who drew a picture of a beaker on Megan’s cup in honor of her "I heart chemistry shirt".

Dave Matthews telling us that we all look “Deeeeelicious tonight” and that “it’s not just the wine”.

The fact that we are so old we all fell asleep watching Bridesmaids, of all films, on the night before the concert.

Here we are in all our boba’d glory.

This Was All I Needed To Remind Me That I DON’T Want To Teach Adults

Last night I had to give a presentation in my English Language Learner Assessment class. I knew my lines, was passionate about the subject matter and was ready to blow my classmates minds!

Then I got up there and looked at the practically scowling faces staring back at me and completely choked.

Seriously, they were all looking at me with scowls on their faces. If they weren’t looking at me, they were texting, or looking at their watches or, and I just can’t believe this, they were actually talking in their small groups, talking OVER me!

It took everything I had not to walk right over to the prime talking-while-I’m-talking suspect and say, “HEY! REMEMBER WHEN I GAVE YOU MY UNDIVIDED ATTENTION DURING YOUR PRESENTATION?”

As I instructed them to work in small groups on my (super well thought out and awesome) planned activity I turned to our professor and said, “I don’t know how you do this”. She laughed and told me I’d get used to it and that it was the end of the day and so I should expect people to be tired.

As I wrapped up I asked if there was any burning questions. Blank stares. Then I asked if they all just had a burning desire to get the hell out of here and I FINALLY saw some life in their eyes as they shuffled out of the room.