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Are we fed up of the big bad virus already?

COVID-19, Cornonavirus, Death, Pandemic, Lockdown, Remote work, Mental Heatlh, Political, Toilet paper. The main keywords of synonomous with our present time. It been 1 year and 6 months, the world is forcing itself to get back to normal. As I watch the Euro-Cup final, England scored a goal and the footages from all over the UK poured in, showing estatic fans cheering altogether, a bit TOO close together. As someone who is really covid-conscious, I was worried but at the same time, I didn't care anymore...and that worried me more. Gone are the days I would be outraged at people having mass protests outside, for my sanity, I had eventually succumbed to the motion that people gonna do what people wanna do. I was tired of being outraged of it all.

Even so, we must not get complacent, the delta variant has shown to be dangerous and a threat to our worldwide vaccination effort to finally stamp our the virus, it's a literal race against time. And y'know what could help?.....I dunno maybe... we could continue social distancing and maybe not revert to pre-covid life routine, y'know....to lessen the spread, drag out the race against time. But is that really happening.....no..actually the opposite in fact and you know what?....I get it....people are tired, so let the people go anywhere they please since the pandemic is not going anywhere.

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Oli London wants to be Korean and why not?

Oli London is a koreaboo (fake koreaboo according to his ex-best friend, Frenchy Morgan but for the sake of this argument, let's say he is full-on koreaboo) who has done 18 surgeries to make himself look like the BTS kpop star, Jimin. In one of his recent videos, he states that he has now transitioned to Korean from British after getting eye surgery....yep you heard it correctly, this guy says he now identifies as Korean. Obviously, this caused an outrage on the net, many Koreans were offended that their race was seen as a trendy title.

As I dived into the net to learn more, fascinated with his thought process- I came across his interview on This Morning where he actually puts so eloquently,

"....it's fine to identify as a hundred different genders, it's fine to identify as an alien but- so why can't I identify as Korean?"

He goes on to iterate that he means no offence to Koreans, he feels his overall transition is his way of showing how much he loves Korea and states that he is Korea's biggest ambassador.

It was from that point onward, I couldn't help but feel conflicted, I can happily allow someone to state and identify as a unicorn but when it comes to racial identity, suddenly there's a wall that blocked me from giving Oli the thumbs up. Like he said in his interview, he is just trying to live his best life and he doesn't understand why people would be so offended as this is not hurting anyone.

Racial identity has become such a sensitive topic in our generation, anything to do with race has to be handled with care or avoid like the plague. The thing is, we have to assume that this won't be the only identity-based issue that will be controversial, surely in the future there will be many other types of issues.

So going back to Oli's situation, I ask, Do we allow people to identify as anything they like, including Korean or dare I say it, black even? or Do we say you can not be what you are not? Where do we draw the line?

I am not one for double standard so I will sit on the sidelines and continue to observe what the world eventually picks.

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I find the second post always hard to write.

Writing the first post was so hard for me but you know what was even harder, the second post. I don't know why! It confuses me, even when most of my first blog posts were the more generic and useless two words that you can ever find on the internet, "Hello World!". The expectation seemed much more taller in my head to now "get into the meat" of it all. This isn't some award-winning novel that I am writing but why is it so hard? I have So so so many interests and opinions but as soon as I see that blank white page in front of it, suddenly those opinions aren't as big anymore and those interest that I have...do I really have interests, maybe I am not passionate? Sigh....

You can probably see why I kept deleting my blogs...it's that hesistancy to make something on the net because it will always be there forever, somehow, always existing outside of time.

And I think that's what scares me the most, the fact that this me will exist outside of time. All of me, every part, every version all existing at the same time. If there wasn't a time stamp, would you be able to tell what was something I written 10 years ago and now? Probably not. How would you know if I have changed as a person, that I have a different stance on a situation? Probably won't.

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The first post to an imperfect start

This is probably my 15th time creating a blog.......gosh....just saying it our loud reminds me of all the times I would lie on my chair, head blank and fingers so nervous to write one sentence before defaulting to "Hello World!". "What's wrong with me?" I ask myself before I start my annual cycle of self-deprecation followed by days mental paralysis, a shopping spree and full 10 course meal of the finest takeaways near me. "what happened to the girl who could write and draw whenever and wherever?", says I to the girl in the mirror, I don't even recognise the stranger anymore that is staring back at me- my heart aches. Did it become harder because I'm an adult and I (should) know better? The years tally up, the higher the expectations to be an "example". If you're 20, you're a person figuring out but once you hit 30, you should know all the rules by now. No mistakes. Even the ones you made in your 20s are bad. And then come the 40s,50s,60s, the age where everything you might do has a hint of cringe. I guess what I am trying to say is that when it comes to being an "adult" on the net, you gotta put out the best you on the net because why would you dare try to relax and be the imperfect you?! Even if I don't think I have done anything wrong, the internet will find that strand of evil that is present in all of us. So forgive me, this 30-year-old something, the imperfectme, saying this it may not mean much to you but it means so much to me. Forgive me as I finally summon my ghost from my shell. (que the cringe emoji).