Saotome Michi
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Omg YES just one more college left and I am DONE with this tour YES. And then I can go home and laze around in my room and in my BED and eat non-sweet and non-sickening food (oh dear lord, I am so sick of burgers and french fries and italian and sandwiches and caesar salads and mexican and bad chinese food) 

I cannot tell you how much I miss Shanghai right now. I swear, as soon as I get off that 14 hour plane ride from NYC to Shanghai, I am going to any cheap local chinese joint in the shady streets and ordering some kind of noodles or dumplings or whatever and then I am swallowing it ALL DOWN, because damnit I love you USA, but your food is horrible and it is not suitable for someone like me who is used to eating rice and un-sweet vegetables and un-sweet lean meat and tofu and watery vegetable/chicken/egg soup at least once a day. 

And yes, I know that there are other options for dining, especially in NYC, but most of those options are craaaaaaaaaaaazy expensive (including good quality Asian food, which is what my family needs right now). 

Oh god, Chinese food I can just see you there….

And it’s not just the food. I just miss Shanghai. In general. And one of the most horrible thing about college tours is when you introduce yourself and you’re the student from SHANGHAI, which just makes everyone’s head swivel around to you (on the plus side you always win the ‘Who came from the farthest away’ competition) and it’s just kind of awkward. One of my pet peeves is when people get confused when they find out that I was born in NYC and am a US citizen. They usually ask, “But then why’d you say you’re from Shanghai, when you’re a US citizen?” 

Well I don’t know, maybe it’s because I’ve been living for the past 8-9 years of my life in SHANGHAI. Sure I lived for the first 6 years of my life in NYC (with one year in Tokyo)  but honestly that doesn’t mean much when you just have a really bad memory. I can barely remember anything about my childhood, so which do you think has been more crucial in my development as a person? 

Yeah. Shanghai. 

Passports do not strictly define your nationality people. 

(Apologies for this big giant rant, I just had to get it out of my system so bad and oh god it’s 1 in the morning what am I doing on the computer)

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