MIA, Food Coma, BRB

I've been MIA lately.  Last Friday I positively fainted from exhaustion, so tired was I.  I couldn't even bring myself to go to class after collapsing straight onto my bed.  This week is the last week of classes and it's not much better.  I skipped two classes this morning, missing a quiz on Taiwan, and then I barely got myself to go to my 12:00pm class.  Afterwards, I did something I very much needed--I went to the USC Bookstore and got a bunch of quill nubs for calligraphy and a 100-page pack of parchment paper.  I'm one of those people who relishes simple things like recreating things that are basically obsolete, like writing letters.  I actually have a penpal, a legit non-creepy one (I've checked her out to make sure). 

Tomorrow I have to buckle down on work and really focus, even though I'm going to Game 5 of the Lakers vs. Hornets Playoffs Series...so much homework! I'm definitely bringing my textbook to Staples Center. 

Today I ate a Stouffer's Mac n Cheese.  It looked appetizing while I was starving in CVS, so I splurged (again, second time today) and got it.  I should have taken a picture.  Too much cheese, not enough mac, and next time I'm going to chop up a bunch of turkey weiners, fry 'em up a bit, and toss them in there.  It was so unsatisfying, but I feel like it was because I was expecting too much from a microwaveable mac n' cheese meal. 

Later I got $3.04 worth of Madagascar Vanilla, Double Chocolate Cookie Dough, and NSA Strawberry Cheesecake frozen yogurt from the nearby Yogurtland. 

A few hours later, I ate a huge handful of baby carrots wrapped in deli turkey with a little bit of Sriracha chili sauce. 

Should I turn this into my food blog? Must take pictures next time. 

Feeling the Race

Lately I've been watching a bunch of shows and movies that keep making me more and more aware of how not white I am, and it sucks. 

Sure, Lord of the Rings: Return of the King won 10+ Oscar Awards, but could that movie get any more lily-white? What happens to those fans like me, who has the yellow-tone, darker skin, but who wants to be like the epic elves that salute the new king of Gondor at the finale of the film? Do I get to be one of the "fair" elves in my dreams, too? I mean, Tolkien must have been thinking something when he made it cooler to be a dark-haired elf than a light-haired one.  And what's with making their eyes all blue, huh? What exactly are you trying to say, Tolkien. 

It's difficult sometimes, to be a geek but feel like these worlds exclude you because you don't have dark blue eyes or pink undertones in your fair skin.  Where you feel like you're telling the world, "No, in this world, Caucasian isn't the default race," but every movie seems to tell you differently.  I don't want to feel like I'm not allowed to be a part of this just because I'm not white, but the ugly truth of the matter is that it does make me feel that way.  Why don't I get access to the really juicy stuff, and not have to be happy with Slumdog Millionaire, The Life of Pi, and kung fu movies?! I don't even like any of that!

Can I just pretend that a Chinese girl can be an elf, too?