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Name: Evan
Country: Canada
State: British Columbia
Metro: Richmond
Gender: Male
Expertise: * in sitting around doing nothing
* in eating, breathing, metabolizing, sleeping
* in listening to people, trying to understand
* in not knowing much that is of use
Occupation: Case Management / Social Work
Industry: Non-profit / Social Services
Message: message me
Member Since:
6/30/2005
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| How Searchable Are You Online?Have you ever tried googling yourself online?
I did, out of curiosity and my own paranoia.
With an exhibitionist culture such as ours,
would you feel great for knowing you are quite "searchable"?
That you are "well known" online?
Then that news about identity theft just creep me out
about online profiles and such.
How do you keep a balance and determine
what you deem as public information of yourself?
I am pretty "out" online and people who knows me
will easily find the stuff I do that is related to being gay
and sexual health or HIV and AIDS...
I identify as gay on Friendster, Fridae and Downelink
and here at Xanga as well as on Facebook.
My dilemma comes now with Facebook as
my college and high school church friends are finding me online.
I never was out to them and most of them are no longer close.
Should I allow them on Facebook as friends
and so indirectly come out to them?
At this time of my life, I don't really care who knows I am gay
but I'm not actively seeking out people to tell them.
If people ask, I will honestly tell them but should I do
this indirect coming out thing to them?
What do you think?
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| How Many Words You Need to know for a Bowl of RiceApparently there is a rice shortage.
I heard from the news that people in HK
are stocking up rice in anticipation of
an increase in the price of rice.
I have heard speculations about
the reason for the shortage is that
rice is used as alternative fuel as
a response to the oil crisis.
And about this time I stumbled upon
this interesting website: FreeRice
where they promised to donate 20 grains of rice
for each word you know to people who need them.
As someone who eats rice almost every day,
it seems so minimal to give only 20grain/word.
Like, how many grains of rice is in one bowl of rice?!
Apparently, someone has answered that question.
So, for those SPELLING BEES out there!
Get on FreeRice and get the rice going!
And for the Math guys out there,
how many words you need to know
to get a bowl of rice? Go for it!
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| Things You Overheard can be so FunnyIt seems I am good at guessing behind
the true intention of what is being said
most times that I sometimes missed
the other possible surface interpretation
that make things so funny.
I will only clue in when everyone else
is laughing. Kinda slow in the uptake.
Got this funny one (yeah, I am the psych nerd)
from Overheard in the Office
Boss reviewing Myers Briggs Type Indicator results:
I am surprised by Stan's* P-ness. [Silence.]
Well, Stan's results show
that he has a slight P-ness,
and I was expecting him to not have any P
in him at all.
[Room erupts with laughter.]Cherry Hill, New JerseyOverheard by: Still Laughing Inside
Now I have to check my old results to see
if I have any P-ness in me! 
Or should I do a new one to see how big my P-ness is?
(yeah, kinda lame...  )
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| Looking in as an OutsiderThe first movie I ever watched in Canada is E.T.
I was a tourist back then, visiting my relatives who immigrated.
The movie made a deep impression on my young little heart.
I forgot if I have this habit before E.T.
or I got the idea from the movie...
but I love to look at regular ordinary things
from the perspective of an Alien (E.T.)...
from someone who has never experienced it before
and see how odd actually a lot of things are.
(I still do)
I enjoy having this perspective
and it gave me a lot of insights in many things.
Looking back, probably this perspective also resonates
with my own sense of being alienated and the odd one out.
Like E.T. with his stubby legs, I was just a lump of
non-active goo. A fat kid who sucks at sports.
Too bad I don't have his psychic abilities,
but I am equally curious about a lot of things
sticking my head out checking things out.
So you see, when everyone is supposed to identify with the human kid,
I identified myself with this odd looking alien boy (gender unknown).
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| Proud to be WeirdHm...
Before I know I am queer, I knew I am weird.
I'm that awkward kid that didn't seem to fit in.
Very early on, I learned the use of humour to defuse
whatever taunts that come my way.
My classic defense is this Chinese slang:
“邊個話我傻，我請佢食燒鵝”
literally translate as:
"Whoever says I am silly/stupid/weird, I'll treat him roast duck"
It does not mean anything really, just that the Cantonese word
for "stupid" and "duck" rhythms.
It also sounds like a challenge for people to say it in my face.
Seems like before I even know it consciously,
I had been reclaiming a negative label
and turning it into an empowering self-identity.
Now, I can say proudly that
I am proud to be weird,
to be different or abnormal. 
(stolen from PostSecret)
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