Sad Reality of being a Kpopper.

So, I go to school, shaking that , watching people, black friend approaches me.

The guy goes like: “OH MY GAWD. IT’S MY ASIAN SASSY !!”

Wait. EXCUSE MOI ? HOLD YOUR HORSES. WHAT THE HELL DID YOU CALL ME ? And just goes silent. It’s just me and a bunch of black people staring at each other like WTF.

So, we laughed and let that pass, UNTIL, A FEW YEARS LATER.

I was in class, it was the first day and this friend of mine approached me and called me "SASSY ASIAN"

I was like, WTF.... 

The sad reality is that people from my class heard her call me that and for the rest of the year I was "THE SASSY ASIAN"

And now, whenever the words "asian", "asia", "korea", "china" and "japan" are said, people just point at me like they're having a .

People, I'm going to the 10th grade, PLEASE STAHP, IT'S NOT FUNNY ANYMORE.

I have the feeling that someone will notice I'm a Kpopper and start calling me Sassy Asian again, IDK.

But ENOUGH OF THAT , EVEN MY MOM CALLS ME SASSY ASIAN NOW. ALL I CAN DO IS JUST PASS BY HER LIKE "NOPE."

#mysadlife.