Peer pressure wooooo

The first time I saw the "25 random facts about myself" meme on Facebook, I knew it was going to take off like wildfire, but I was really hoping that I wouldn't get caught up in it. (Meaning I was hoping none of you bitches would tag me. And by bitches, I mean friends. I <3 you guys.) As far as I'm concerned, chain mail is chain mail, and heavens, I hate chain mail. I do feel, however, that the concept itself - this idea of bottom-up, democratic, self-perpetuating education - is extremely useful and quite clever. It is the motor that drives what we now call "Web 2.0" websites, and it's exactly why I absolutely love sites like Digg, Reddit, del.icio.us, and Wikipedia. The natural extension of that concept into internet pornography...actually, let's not go there. (I could write entire theses on the advent and growth of porn, but the only people reading it would be seedy assholes with whom I do not wish to associate.)

Therein lies my dilemma. I love Web 2.0 sites because I feel the principle behind it is a very important tool to contemporary communications, yet I hate contributing to it because I feel I have neither the time nor anything interesting/original to contribute. Therefore, I am almost a 100% mooch when it comes to Web 2.0 sites and similar concept games. I'm an asshole, I know, shut up already, SHUT UP, I know you are but what am I, your face, YOUR MOM, HA.

That's why I'm writing my 25 things list, but not on tagging other people on Facebook. I have a feeling the wave is already starting to die anyways; no need to keep it alive further.
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1. I enjoy the creative writing process because I'm a terrible performer. It's exactly why a lot of people tell me I'm much funnier on paper than in person. I wholeheartedly agree; at the same time, I wish I were a better performer, but simply do not have the time nor drive to improve.

2. My least favorite word is "tabernacle." It has nothing to do with the definition of the word; it's just incredibly awkward to say and doesn't sound pretty at all.

3. I love the word "moist." Again, nothing to do with its definition or connotations (ok maybe a little bit to do with the connotations), but to me it's a very satisfying word to say.

4. I hate arrogance and douchebaggery and elitists. But question: does hating those groups of people inherently define the hater as an elitist? PARADOX OH NOOOOOOOOOOES

5. Foreign accents do not excite or entice me in any way. Especially FOB accents that sound like my mom. (Side note: when my mom went down to San Diego with her friends a couple weeks ago without telling me, was it some kind of weird cougar sex romp roadtrip that I wasn't supposed to know about? Addition: my mom's not a cougar. STOP THINKING STOP THINKING STOP THINKING)

6. I'm a bit of a snob when it comes to movies. It kinda pisses off some of my friends.

7. I entirely ruptured my left Achilles' tendon in Junior year of high school. I consequently spent about two days on crutches and a month in a wheelchair after falling down the stairs of my house while trying to get from the top floor to the first floor on my crutches, leading to the ankle on my good leg swollen and unable to support my weight. FML

8. One of my worst flaws is passing prejudiced judgment on somebody based on where they went to college.

9. I go out of my way to look for humorous items, books, and toys as gifts.

10. I do not know my dad's birthday, and I'm not afraid to admit it. I am, however, afraid to ask my mother when it is.

11. My sister and I aren't particularly close, but I constantly worry about her future (in terms of family life).

12. I love yelling dirty, terrible insults at sporting events. I respect student sections that come up with creative, effective, but not over-the-line group taunts. (Individual taunts are free-for-all, as far as I'm concerned. Fuck it.)

13. I could watch Shaq shoot free throws all day. Honestly.

14. I hold a constant inferiority complex because most of my extended family is extremely academically accomplished.

15. I have a thing for older girls/women.

16. Sometimes, I feel like I'm not Asian at all. (Then my mom calls me and reminds me in awful, awful ways how extremely Asian my family is.)

17. The absolute very first, a priori thing I want to know about a school is its campus layout. This means that the very first thing I search for when I go to a school's website is its campus map. I have never broken out of this habit.

18. My greatest fear is not death or public speaking or the real world. My greatest fear is the knowledge that President Obama faces the very real possibility of being assassinated.

19. As of today, I have still never had a steady girlfriend. (I like relaxing music, long walks on the beach at night, carnivals...)

20. I hate the term "lover."

21. I would like cats a lot more if they were more like dogs.

22. When I was young and my mother asked me what I wanted to do when I grew up, among the answers I gave her were butcher, truck driver, and street artist. I think she still cries herself to sleep every night.

23. My list of places to visit, in this order: NYC, Boston, Chicago, Hong Kong, Shanghai, Beijing, Tokyo, Seoul. My list of places to RE-visit, in this order: Florence, Venice, Prague, London, Paris, Nashville, Washington, D.C.

24. I still keep in touch with a couple of my high school teachers and I still try to visit my high school every time I go home.

25. I wanted, more than anything in the world, to go to Stanford and join the Stanford Band. I ended up not getting into a single private school that I applied to. As of today, I have no regrets. Go Bears.