I saw Pitch Perfect last night and it was so, so funny. It makes me wish that we had acapella groups at university. And I have decided that it doesn't matter what a boy looks like as long as he can sing because honestly, those boys weren't lookers but they could sing my panties off. Not literally, obviously.

And racism is rampant in our fair country, I am afraid. I hope you heard the inflection in my voice when I said the word 'fair'. I would like to mention that when our small group went to lunch at St. Clair that people were staring/making faces rather rudely. What is UP with people staring at a large group of Asians who are sitting down to have lunch? For fuck's sake - we were all talking in English so I don't know what your bloody problem is. It has gotten to the point where I am almost ashamed to hang out in a large group in public with other fellow Asians, simply because I can literally (yes, literally) see the racism dripping off our fellow diners. What, should we be chowing down fried rice in a fish and chip shop? Well, fyi... you can lick the grease off my fingers after I'm done serving you your sweet and sour pork, you hypocritical bastards.


Also, daylight saving and I are not the best of friends. I am feeling rather zombie-esque today.