The toughest question for me is "Where are you from?"
Here in Italy, I don't know if I should say I am from Korea or the States. Korea is where my parents live; it is where I was born. The States is where I live; it is where I have spent my last 8 years.
The recurring pattern goes like this. I say that I am from the States. They ask me where my family lives. I say they live in Korea. They ask if I am from Korea. I say I have lived in the States for the last 8 years. They ask how I moved to a different country at such a young age. Then, the conversation goes on for 15 minutes or so. This is exactly what happened when I went to my family's friend's house for dinner yesterday.
Sometimes, I wish that people do not make me choose and identify a country I am from. Culturally, I am Korean. Socially, I am American. These two identies coexist in my mind. Yet, I do not like to consider myself as Korean-American. I just consider myself as myself.
So where am I from? I don't know. I hope that I will experience so many different cultures that I have a myriad of options to consider from.