Sounds is evil...

Five pages in, three more topics to go. Go me. I hope to finish before 4 but really, is that even possible now? And considering I will be waking up early (coffee is my friend and I'm determined not to slip in an extra 2 more hours of sleep than I intended to sleep this time), I will not be happy tomorrow. Or today.

God, I HATE Sounds. When this essay is finished, and I'm free of this idiotic class forever, I will cheer. If I have more energy than to just hope into bed.

Gah, 20 minutes before 3 AM! I will finish the groove section before 3 if it kills me. If it kills me. *determined*

Kimeru is making me happier. I was listening to a bit of Feel My Soul for a while there and realized it's too loud for me. It was totally decentralizing me so I switched over to endless pain which has got to be Kimeru's smoothest song ever. No evil bumps while listening to this one. Okay, lost a few minutes by extra procrastination but I will finish the next section by 3 AM.

Hopefully.

Stem ginger...

A before I go to sleep musing...

I ran across stem ginger in a fanfic recently and I had no idea what it was. I mean, I know what ginger was and I kinda thought it maybe kinda was the same thing as this stem ginger, but apparently not.

Now, I have to wonder. Am I clueless about stem ginger because it's like a British thing and I'm just being my ignorant American self? Or is it because it's a "white" people's thing and I'm just being my ignorant Chinese self?

I hate it when this happens. I mean, I like to think I'm more or less completely Americanized but there are just some things that just cannot be substituted -- like growing up in a white home where stuff like this may or may not be commonplace. What I know of other people's cultures, mostly from books, TV and movies. Not exactly the best basis but I've never run across stem ginger before (not even on the Food Network) so I'm fairly confident it isn't something commonplace. But at the same time, I'm unsure enough to totally write it off. I really hate these sort of thoughts -- it makes me think of how far I elapse every single time. I try not to think people in terms of race because it's really mean thing to do, but sometimes, I can't help but go back to thinking "Me Chinese so I think differently than You White." Ugh, it makes me sick just writing that but sometimes, it's very true. And that makes me want to cry... We'll never get anywhere if people like me keeping thinking like that! Most of the time I think I'm good at pushing it out of my thoughts but sometimes... :\

Ah....all this talk of stem ginger, makes me really want to try some. It looks really yummy -- crystallized sugar ginger -- how could that not be good?