I'm Asian. I'm I'm nerdy, a g33k, and I dislike people who think that pointing out errors in prescriptivist grammar constitutes a valid argument.
I think that there is something incredibly cool about writing in weird ways on paper, and I always relish it when my mechanical pencil has a nice, wonderful, smooth edge. You know, when you wear it down so that it's perfect, and sharp, but just wanting you to write? It makes a tingle in my fingers.
I write. I play the piano. I'm in law school, sadly, which has a lot of un-fun writing and very little amounts of piano.
I love the sound rain makes against white paper in a sketchbook. I love the taste of orange tic tacs. A part of me still refuses to believe that I can't be a rock star. If I were a dog, I would be a Pomeranian, because those little motherfuckers are tiny with a really sharp bite.
If I were a candy, I would have a dark chocolate outside and a pink marshmallow strawberry fluff inside, and I would be drizzled with liquor.
I enjoy the perversity of tagging things nobody will ever have in common. For example, entire sentences.
What I want most right now is a 24 hour sci-fi style food generator that can satisfy my late night cravings for eclectic food, pillows that never go flat or uncomfortably hot, and a free online library that acts like a public library, only with ebooks and no late fees.
I am quicksilvery, chess crazy, and masticating