Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Christmas to Non-Believers

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Christmas is a civil holiday here in the United States, understandably so for a country where nearly 228 million Christians (73% of the population) call home.  

What about a country like Vietnam, where the number of registered Christians (7 million) comprises just 8% of the population?

It's still a celebrated holiday, especially in urban areas, albeit not so much in a religious fashion. But then again, it's fair to say that in this day and age, Christmas is no longer strictly a religious holiday.

I, for one, don't need God as a reason to celebrate tomorrow, or any of the previous and upcoming Dec. 25. for that matter  As contradictory as it is for an introvert, I really love the holiday spirit. That's not to say I enjoy dwelling in crowded places and be part of the celebration; I just feel a sense of happiness inside whenever a holiday comes around.

Of course, some certain Christians might ridicule and view me as well as other non-believers (I purposely refrain from using the word "atheist") who celebrate Christmas as shameless. Exhibit A:

And B:
And C:
I respectfully disagree.

Yes, I don't celebrate the birth of Jesus; but I do appreciate the messages that Christmas carries. Peace to humanity, "love thy neighbor,"... I greatly admire these messages. It doesn't take a belief in God for me to do so. I am a big fan of familial gatherings, and Christmas is the perfect time to bring everyone in the family together. It doesn't take a belief in God for me to do so. As I said before, I love the general sense of happiness everywhere I go. Guess what? It doesn't take a belief in God for me to do so either.

In short, it doesn't take a belief in God for me to celebrate Christmas.

Also, it has come to a point where people have to realize that Christmas has become a vastly commercialized holiday. Whether Christians like it or not, their signature holiday has evolved into something much more than exclusively about Christianity. And please don't blame atheists for "taking the 'Christ' out of Christmas." I bet not all of the retail owners and CEOs who are responsible for the barrage of sales during this time of year can declare themselves atheists. Similarly, ask all the people lining up in front of stores trying to get their hands to 50%-off iPads if they're Christian or not? Ask yourself too, dear Tyler, Garret, and Caroline.


If Christmas was just about Christians gathering with their families and worshiping in churches, I would, as  Tyler said, "get out." But it's clearly not.


Ultimately - I don't want to get philosophical here - Christmas is just what you make of it. So why can't we all just celebrate it together?

Whether you're commemorating the birth of your savior or celebrating a series of seemingly improbable events that lead us to where we are today, Merry Christmas to you all.

Saturday, December 22, 2012

Mandatory Post-Apocalyptic Update...

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To all of you who are reading this, congratulations on your survival. For those who actually wanted to world to end last night, better luck next time...

In response to all the "Mayans were wrong" - or something along the lines - posts that are flooding the internet, it's worth pointing out that the Mayans were, in fact, not wrong. The Mayans weren't right either; since they never predicted anything. The world was not going to end, at least not on the day that the Mayan calendar "ended."

Long time before all this apocalypse nonsense emerged, experts in Mayan cultures have explained that Dec. 21, 2012 is just another reset of a "b'ak'tun" (equivalence of a 144,000-day period). In modern terms, that would be the equivalence of simply getting a new calendar for the upcoming year. Yet for some reason, there still exists a non-zero number of fully functional human beings who firmly believe that the world was going to end on Dec. 21, 2012, when the Mayan calendar "flipped."

It's really comical to see a group of modern humans who supposedly have full access to modern (and accurate) calendars that do not end on Dec. 21 freaking out, partying like there's no tomorrow (literally) and doing other brainless stuff while the actual Mayans in Mexico and nearby areas are still living a perfectly normal life.

Why? Because on a beautiful day, as these modern people were surfing the internet, they stumbled upon a random website such as this, where the author, using poorly-constructed diagrams and science-ish terms, claimed that something called a "magnetic pole reversal" is occurring. This phenomenon, in turn, would cause "super volcanic activities and massive earthquakes" and subsequently, the end of the world.

"Seems pretty legit," these modern people said to themselves.

This is very ironic, since for some reason having any kind of information available at one's fingertips can actually cause people to be willfully uninformed.

It's impossible to even imagine modern society without the internet; as human beings have benefited in many ways from the internet ever since its existence. But without critical thinking, one can easily drown in the sea of information that it provides.

And life goes on, for better or worse...

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Meet Your Blogger: A Sports Geek and Borderline Weirdo (Part 2)

Previously at Random Musings of an Introvert (RMI), much has been written about Huy's otherworldly sports fanaticism. It is without a doubt an attribute that distinguishes himself from his peers. That said, being a sports geek is only part of Huy's "uniqueness." So for this second installment of our "Meet Your Blogger" series, let's take a look at what led to the perception of him, as his friends and acquaintances blatantly and rightfully put it, as a "weirdo."

In regard to the first edition where we examined Huy's obsession with sports, we have received a lot of positive feedbacks from our readers. Most of you all agree, some could even attest, that when it comes to sports, he is geeky beyond comprehension. Some readers, however, expressed their dissatisfaction with the back-and-forth switch between third-person and first-person, which apparently confused them who actually is telling the story. RMI sincerely apologized for that. In our defense, we did include what we thought were incredibly effective transitions:
"Smooth transition to first-person..."
"Smooth transition back to third-person..." 
We thought it was smooth enough, but we respect our valued readers' opinion. Therefore, for this edition, RMI decided to conduct an interview with Huy himself to avoid any further confusion. Without further ado, here comes the transcript:

Huy in a nutshell...
RMI: Hello, Huy. How're you doing today?
Huy: Good, how are you?
RMI: Doing alright. OK, first of all, Huy, if you could use a word to describe your personality, which one would you use?
Huy: I don't know (scratches head)... Fun? Maybe?
RMI: Fun? Hmm... interesting. However, a lot of your friends complain that you are a very quiet and unfriendly guy. What's your response to that?
HuyI can be really quiet at times; but I don't know about "unfriendly." For me, at any kind of setting, I'll start out by employing a very cautious, laid-back approach. If it's my first time in a class, I will sit at the very back, observing different personalities showcasing themselves to have a rough idea of what type of person each individual is and figure out my future approach with each of them accordingly. When I do get into my comfort zone with a group of friends that I enjoy being with, I do actually talk a lot. I understand that because of my unwillingness to open up initially, I might come across as being hard to approach. But "unfriendly"? A tad too harsh...
RMI: Would it be fair to say you're a shy person?
Huy: Sometimes, yes. I'm really uncomfortable being pushed into the center of attention if I don't want to. But if I'm fully prepared, I'm not afraid at all speaking in front of a crowd. I'm also a passable actor and MC too, at least that's what I think. But you'll never see me TRYING to be at the center of attention anywhere.
RMI: A textbook introvert, aren't you? Do you think you have a lot of friends?
Huy: Not necessarily, I guess due to my so-called "unfriendliness," my Facebook friend request doesn't come in bunches. But I do have really good friends and a few really close friends; and to me that's all that matters. I'd much rather have a few close friends whom I feel comfortable opening up to than having 1000 "Facebook" friends that I never speak to in real life. Also, I don't think I've made a lot of enemies either. So...
RMI: Since you mention enemies, let's switch gears and talk about your habit of making fun of other people. Many have said they're annoyed by your jokes. What do you think?
Huy: Yes, I do enjoy embarrassing other people (laughs), but with no intention whatsoever of insulting my victims. Most of those I make fun of are people that I'm comfortable around enough that I think they won't get offended by my goofiness. Of course sometimes I get carried away and annoy them; but I'm quite certain that they know I don't mean anything so... nothing serious.
RMI: How would you describe your sense of humor?
Huy: It's not really a specific style that I adopt. I don't really learn and re-tell comedian's jokes or one-liners or stuff like that; I guess for me it's just spontaneous. When someone says something, my brain immediately triggers some funny reference to it and then delivers it to the tip of my tongue. I also think the lack of expression on my face definitely helps adding comedy to my words as well.
What's going through his mind?
RMI: Speaking of lack of expression, a lot of your friends say they've never seen you angry before. Can you explain why?
Huy: There used to be a time when I was very emotionally unstable; back then I would cry over the least significant things and get angry at people for no reason. But ever since an incident in 9th grade, I've begun to learn to control my emotions and keep them inside. That's why my facial expressions and action don't often reflect what I feel inside.
RMI: Would you mind sharing that incident with us?
Huy: I'm sorry but it's too personal.
RMI: Please...
Huy: I won't change my mind... (inhales)
RMI: Just this one time...
Huy: Don't push it. (inhales, grinds teeth)
RMI: Come on...
Huy: I already said no. (inhales, grinds teeth, stares at reporter)   
RMI: Fine... So, Huy, in all fairness, would you consider yourself "weird?"
Huy: I actually don't mind that people see me as a weirdo. I shamelessly take that as a compliment. I'm just curious about the reasons why they feel that way. I honestly don't think that refusing to "go with the flow" equals "being weird". I don't listen to most of the popular music these days, I don't wear brand-name clothes, I don't do stuff that "normal" people do. So that makes me weird? Fantastic. I think nowadays people are really pushing the line between being "weird" and being "different." Of course I gotta admit sometimes I can be really weird. But who doesn't have those moments?
RMI: Thanks, onto other miscellaneous stuff. It appears that all your playlist is full of slow, "old" music. Why is that?
Huy: Can I ask you a question back?
RMI: Sure. Fire away!
Huy: Is your mom old?
RMI: Umm... kind of, yeah. But why?
Huy: Do you listen to her?
RMI: Yeah, I guess...
Huy: Exactly! Next question please.
RMI: (pause to regroup) So... you might be aware that the majority of Vietnamese students here in the U.S. major in Business/Econ/Accounting or Science-related majors. Why did you decide to major in Journalism? It's such a random major.
Huy: Good question. I really enjoy writing, but I'd say it's mainly because of my dad.
RMI: Could you elaborate?
Huy: My dad is a very accomplished journalist. From the stories he told me about his childhood, all the struggles he went through growing up, to be a man of his stature today. There's no word that could fully describe my admiration toward him.
RMI: So your father is an inspiration to you? Is that what you're saying?
Huy: In a way, yes. But it would be incorrect to say that by majoring in Journalism, I'm trying to be like him. The truth is I want to be even more successful than him. I could have pursued other fields, but it'd be impossible for me to measure up with my dad if we don't share the same profession. I'm tired of being referred to as "my dad's son;" I'm tired of being known only through my dad. I have an identity, and I plan to let it be known. I want to break out of his shadow. It's no small task for me to be in the position my dad currently is now, let alone topping it. But I'll give it my best shot.
RMI: That's all I have. Thank you for your time and best of luck in the future.
Huy: Thank you. 
  

Sunday, December 16, 2012

Meet your Blogger: A Sports Geek and Borderline Weirdo (Part 1)


For those who have not read the blog description, the words that you've been reading were typed by some guy by the name of Huy, currently a third-year Journalism student at a small college in Central Pennsylvania. Before he began his college life in the States, he spent the first 18 years of his life in his home country, Vietnam. As a result, he is fluent in Vietnamese and almost fluent in English. To say that the guy has a below-average appearance would be too nice, which you can easily attest when looking at his profile picture. He is the definition of an introvert, which, for him, is admittedly an euphemism and excuse for being a weirdo. He enjoys a lot of different hobbies, including sleeping, writing, playing video games, and devouring seafood. But the trait that defines his unique weird personality is that he is a hardcore sports geek.

(Smooth transition to first-person...)

I. My (Short-Lived) Sports Career


Me pumped-up before a middle-school intramural game
I've been an avid sports fan since the very first days of my life. Unlike most other kids whose cars and action figures often top their lists of favorite toys, the mini soccer ball that my dad gave me for my third birthday had been my best friend for my entire childhood. Growing up, I played a number of different sports, including soccer, ping-pong and badminton, but mostly soccer. You might be wondering why baseball, football or basketball are not on this list, right? That's because in Vietnam, where I grew up, soccer is pretty much the religion.

When I was in elementary school, I used to play soccer literally every day, as soon as I came back from school. Back then, having a soccer ball to play with was a luxury for broke little kids like me, so pretty much everything we struck with our feet that didn't end up breaking our toes was converted to a soccer "ball;" be it a can of soda, a small carton box, or a flat tennis ball. It didn't really matter, as long as I could play soccer. I didn't receive any organized training in soccer; but because I played a lot, my skill was usually superior to peers of my age. I was even recruited to the U-12 team of a regional professional soccer club, only to see my mom turning down the offer because she was never fond of the idea of me playing sports (#AsianParents).

As I grew up to middle school, I was still playing soccer on a regular basis. However, the trickery that I possess from playing "street ball" growing up was no longer good enough to overshadow the fact that I never had any proper training. I still considered myself a slightly above-average player, but I was nowhere near the stand-out guy that I used to be in elementary.

It only got worse in high school. I was never a physically imposing guy to begin with, but stamina was not really a problem since I played so frequently. That was the case until  I was diagnosed with a chronic digestive disease and doctors subsequently recommended a reduction in physical activities. It didn't help that the skill level of other soccer players in high school was fairly higher than mine. Technical and physical inferiority meant that I was reduced to merely a role player in high school. As of now I'm still playing soccer in college, albeit just recreationally with the occasional pick-up game.

With that, I had no choice but to settle for watching sports on television and continue the pursuit of my love for sports by learning to analyze the action, in hope of becoming a sports journalist/analyst in the future. Progress on this front has been mostly positive so far.

(Smooth Transition to Third-Person...)

II. Huy's Daily Sports Life

The guy's a freak. Almost everything he does has something to do with sports. In the morning, except for days when he wakes up late and has to rush to class, the first thing he does is browsing sports news!? I mean who freaking does that? Then as soon as he arrives to class, he would browse his bookmarked sports analysis websites on his iPhone. If there's anything worth reading, he would just stare at the screen for the entire class. If there isn't anything worth reading, he would convince himself there is and just stare at the screen for the entire class. During baseball season if there's a Mets game at noon, he would somehow watch the game even if it means not fully paying attention in class. In his free time when no sports events interest him, he would sit and play hours of Madden, NBA, or FIFA. In the evening, while doing homework, he would either watch a Suns or Mets game, depending on whether it's basketball or baseball season, respectively. It's ridiculous how crazy this guy is... And then every Sunday during football season, oh my gosh, from 1 P.M. till the end of Sunday Night Football, the only things that could get him out of his seat are basic human needs. This guy even made a rule for himself not to do anything that would not allow him to stare at the TV or laptop screen during every Man United game until intermission, so the other day when MU was playing Sunderland, he put the game on his laptop and it was about two minutes into the game. He wanted to pee so bad but didn't want to break the rule so he decided to wait out till halftime. At one point his midsection couldn't resist the flow anymore so he brought his laptop into the toilet, put it on the sink, and watch the game while taking care of business. At least he was gifted with an impeccable peeing accuracy...

In short, this guy's crazy...  

(Smooth transition back to First-Person...)  

III. My Sports Fandom
Looking sharp in a Texans jersey, Mets hat,
and (not shown in picture) Suns underwear

Like most sport fans, I have my own favorite teams and/or athletes to root for. Fans, for the most part, pick their team based on where they reside. It's rare to see someone in a Yankees jersey wandering around in Boston and vice-versa. As much as I'd love to pick a hometown team to root for, last I checked there was not a single MLB, NBA, NFL franchise that plays their home games in Vietnam. I don't pick teams based on their winning records or appearances on ESPN like those fair-weather fans out there do, I instead pick talented but underachieving teams/players. I'm an optimistic guy by nature, and of course, I was very optimistic of their chances to succeed sooner or later. Hence, the New York Mets, Phoenix Suns, Houston Texans have become essential parts of my life. Man United is a different story, but to my defense, they hadn't truly established themselves as the powerhouse of the Premier League when I began to support them (1998).

I had not missed a single Premier League game featuring Man United from 1998 to 2010, when I left for the U.S. I couldn't follow MU quite as often here since their games are not televised and I tend to sleep in on Saturday morning, when the games are played. I have yet to miss a Mets game since 2009 when I purchased the MLB.TV package. I have only missed two Texans games since I began to root for them back in 2010. I didn't get to watch the Suns play a lot since I didn't really want to shell out $200/season for League Pass, a subscription package that allows users to watch replays of games. When I can watch live games online, though, I don't miss them.

So yeah, you get the idea. In the beautiful words of Kelly Clarkson, my life would suck without you sports...

(Part 2 will be a self-reflection of my personality, which, according to even some of my close friends, remains an enigma. Stay tuned!)