I watched Joy Luck Club tonight. The last time I saw it was a long, long time ago. haha. But it made me think about the different bi-cultural dynamics, a lot of which I am experiencing now.

I do not know how my parents put up with me sometimes, particularly my mom. Especially coming back from Korea, and me kinda going bizerk at times with all the culture shock. Except a mother's love for her children, which is why she can see past all my junk and sin, or rather love me in it all.

It's pretty amazing.

I have a thought about taking in knowledge. It seems like if it is not processed and taken in and transformed into some type of deeper understand or action, it seems null. Going to a different country, seeing all the people there but yet being ignorant to who they are and a different perspective on the world. It just seems... to not amount to much.

Knowledge must translate to some type of understanding, or it just seems like empty words to me. But with the plethora of knowledge in the world-- it seems too much too at times, and understanding sometimes seems to come years later and in bits.