My sister looks really sassy.
Jessie looks very cutesy.
Shannon looks very stumped.

And I look like the perfect image of a rice-stuffing, yellow-skinned, tiny-eyed, twist-worshipping asian.

That I still am though.

It pains me to say this (not really). Okay not really I am mad proud of it. I fucking love rice. I could just white rice and be crazy satisfied. Even if the rice is shitty I'll still end up eating it plainly. My god I'm asian.