Life's Big Questions: Am I a Banana or an Egg?

I'm definitely some kind of yellow varietal outside but am I white or yellow inside? I think my values and interests are more "western" but I understand or better understand Asians and I've noticed they tend to be drawn to me as a bit of "comfort" perhaps cos I am the kind of fencesitter that can actually bridge the cultural gap somewhat...

Growing up my first 15 years were very anglo - the last 15 or so I'd say was opposite, especially in terms of friends.

I don't know why I always feel the need to fit into a box on this issue since my life is testimony to the fact that I don't ever fit in any kind of "box" well anyway!

Anyway that was just my random thought too early this morning. I feel half crazy cos I'm so tired...I think cumulatively I've had 8 hours sleep the past 2 days and have really been stretched in terms of physical/mental energy demands. So I feel kinda trashed but my blog is a good "unwind" while I wait for my beans to steam...literally haha :) and then I'm going to take a much needed nap before I get stuck into the books...all these crazy sleeping hours- can't be very healthy! :p

What the heck, let's have some fun with this ;)

Whenever I ask people what kind of Asian I am they inevitably look at me like it's some kind of trick question and refuse to answer. The only reason why I ask is because people seem to be getting increasingly more wrong as I grow older!

And partially cos I'm sick of Asians asking (almost accusingly) "What kind of Asian are you?!" and saying "Asians don't have freckles!" (yeah they do if they spend enough time in the sun without the trademark umbrellas!! *roll eyes*)

And then the Whiteys think I'm not full asian. And even the Eurasians think I'm one of them!

Which is all quite bizarre seeming to me cos I always thought I looked full asian! Until about the age of 18 or 19 or so I think people always at least knew I was a full asian. I guess it's the harsh Australian sun- makes your hair less black and you get more freckles! But then I'm also quite pale too so unless I wear the fisherman's hat and carry the big camera bag nobody ever mistakes me for Japanese anymore either-haven't had any friendly "Konnichiwas" for a good 5 or 6 years now! Or maybe it's the demeanour...

I still do get a heck of a lot of older Chinese people speaking Chinese to me though but that is usually by default cos I'm the only person with black hair in a room and they can't speak any English...this is always really embarrassing and even when I rack my brains back to TAFE Mandarin Chinese Level 1, if put on the spot I still can't remember how to say in Chinese "I don't speak Chinese!"...so shameful!

Anyway...hehe...the next time some sucker asks me my ethnicity I'm going to say something exotic but believable like I'm half Indonesian, a quarter Chinese and a quarter Dutch. And the next time I might get more daring and say I'm Half Burmese and Half Irish...and I'll see how outrageous I can get before they realise I'm totally B.S-ing!

Cheap Thrills...Damn, if only I were that exotic and interesting :P