okay maybe i lied. i'm not as asian as far as the typical asian stereotype goes. but asian enough i guess.

maybe i'm still reeling from the 'Resubmission' shocker but i can't will my fingers nor my mind to get on with the assignment. despite efforts to switch my mobile to silent and keep it away from sight, other stimulants continue to jostle for my attention.
i've been on twitter, instagram, youtube... i've binged on prawn crackers(the squarish type you pick out from the bag of mixed nuts) and chin chow aka grass jelly drink(another asian treat). i've made dinner plans for next week, and after-dinner drinks plans.. i've cropped my FMF t-shirt with the help of my trusty scissors, altered the hem of an over sized men's shirt so that i won't come off looking trashy in it tomorrow... i've had a chat over tea with my mom about the general lack of inclusionary practices here in Singapore(we've yet to sign the CRPD which is ridiculous considering we're a first world country) and now i'm back here. ranting.

alas, i shall give up and give in to the sweet aroma of dinner brewing in the kitchen.

adieu.