Being Happa Here: a NEW blogger has Joined

Being a minority is one thing, but being two parts is another.  I'm a new voice, a racial enigma understood by few and accepted by many.  I am also somewhat of an exception: I'm a black girl who can't dance, and a Japanese girl who doesn't like sushi.  Among my friends, I stick out.  And that is saying something because of the wide racial diversity of the people I choose to be around.  Today, being mixed is normal. It's not all different. I didn't like it at first. In elementary school, I would pretend to not be mixed. People didn't understand.  In high school, I began to see more of me. More biracials.  They understood. They just got it. Now, I love telling people I'm of mixed race.  From two different worlds colliding to form one fusion of diverse beauty that  is me.  I love teriyaki chicken and hip hop music.