so last weekend was chinese lunar new year and in traditional fashion, I celebrated with my family - the little family I have here, anyway. and we had really spicy food, because we’re asian and we can handle it. oh no wait, that’s a lie - they’re asian and they handled it. I, on the other hand, died.

picture me sitting there sweat all over my face, sniffling, tearing up and laughing because I didn’t know what else to do. how is that enjoyable?! and the entire time my cousin kept telling me how you spend lunar new year is an indication of the rest of your year. hint taken - I will invest in handkerchiefs asap.

seriously, how do people handle spice? slash can you?

on another note, I am still drowning/suffocating in heaps of school work. how is it already going into the fourth week since winter break? I love that time flies by but I’d really love more than 24 hours in a day, please tell me I’m not alone on that one.

and since I have no time, I am off tumblr & going to go do work sit around listening The Weeknd on repeat.