Meet Juls Lee:
I’ve been racking my brains for something terribly witty and clever to say to start my blog off with. However, in this event of nothing incredibly genius coming to mind, I am forced to go with my first and original thought:
Dear my friend,
Hello ^^ My name is Jul.
How are you?
I hope you are well, and we can be happy buddies
I like to blog. Do you like to read?
Please read my blog!
Hooray and Thank you.
…which is in essence, all I wanted to say really. Phew! Now with that awkward bit out of the way, a wee bitty bit aboot the moi.
Once upon a time, in a far away land, that land being Sarawak in the island of Borneo, I was born. See, if I said Malaysia, someone is bound to ask, “are you from K.L?” But there’s more to Malaysia than K.L thank you. There’s Sarawak. Sarawak is great. It’s got trees and stuff. Trees are awesome. They give you oxygen. And where would you be without oxygen? DEAD!!! So, hah. But I digress.
After being born, there was generally a bit of pottering about before being shipped off to Spokane, Washington for some growing upness, returning just in time to have myself put through the Malaysian high school system. All girls, no boys, lots of lesbians. It’s worse than I make it out to be. Half-way through discovering how much excess estrogen collectively squished into one place can really suck ass, and not even in a good way, I assure you, I was sent off to Catholic boarding school in Christchurch, New Zealand. Cute uniform, terrible matrons, worse food. A lot better than I make it out to be, and less sheep than everyone else assumes. Truly.
One day, I got a bit bored of a city that closes at 5pm everyday (wonderful, beautiful city, just a bit slow), and poked a map with a pin to see where I would go next. I now reside in Vancouver, Canada, which is fortunate, seeing as I could have just as easily ended up in the Pacific Ocean. That’s nae any good if ye cannae swim. (You can’t swim!??!) No, I can’t.
I am now a full-time dance student, loving what I’m doing and I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else in the world. Occasionally, I submit little posts to Ningin for fun and giggles. One day Lan asked if I would like to blog for them. The rest as they say, is… coming.
About ‘The Occidental Oriental’
Having spent exactly half my life in Asia, and the other half outside of it, I felt it was a good title that created a nice balance between East and West. Kind of like Green Tea Ice Cream and kind of not like Century Egg Pizza. Is there even such a thing? Who knows. Incidentally, if I got that challenge in Fear Factor, I would kick ass in it.
I was assured that I could pretty much blog about anything that interests me, and with a little luck, that might just be the same things that interest you too. I try not to take myself too seriously, and I don’t write from a racially guarded or politically charged perspective, nor do I write about the newest this and that or the latest breaking news. There are plenty of brilliant writers who do, luckily, which leaves me with the opportunity to write about whatever whim I might fancy for the moment, and you to kick off your shoes, hop on and enjoy the ride. Thanks for reading.