Dumplings for breakfast and matzo-ball soup for dinner was not uncommon growing up–although I gravitate towards the Chinese food.
People are always asking what I am, and I love the ambiguity. What’s more ordinary than being ordinary?
I live in Arizona, and a lot of people think I’m Hispanic at first. Arizona isn’t exactly the most progressive state. My mom actually made me print out my birth certificate to keep in my car, in case I get pulled over (due to recent legislation passed).
I go to Arizona State University, where I skip class more often than I attend. We drink a lot here; I turn bright red when I drink.