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Resurrecting my Diary-X, one entry at a time, and finally starting over.

About

Gender: Female
Background: Chinese-American

Favorite(s):
Movies: Romantic comedies, any big heist movie, and so much more

Television: Coffee Prince, Dexter, CSI: Crime Scene Investigation, Weeds, Six Feet Under, Sex And The City, Good Eats, Kitchen Confidential, House, Heroes, Inside the Actors Studio

Music: A little bit of everything

Food: Pasta, Korean, Naeng Myun, Pho, Chow Fun, Fried Rice, Ramen, Pineapple Cake, Sushi, Goldfish Crackers (Parmesan), Sun-Dried Tomatoes, Gummy Candy (Haribo Bears), Avocados, Dark Chocolate, Mangoes, Cherries, Grapefruit

Color(s): Black, Green, White, Midnight Blue, Blood Red

Likes:
Long showers, water, affection, night time, the city, new stationary, dreaming, adrenaline, fast cars, jeans, sneakers, sleeping, talking aimlessly on the phone for hours until the wee hours of the morning, piercings, tattoos, fuzzy handcuffs

Dislikes:
Being a procrastinator (but is one anyway), things that smell bad/off, the pain of high-heeled dress shoes, requirements, closed-minded people


A bit about me. My name is Ziru. I don’t have a middle name. If I did, my name would look more like Zi Ru, but my parents decided to combine it into a name that most people have trouble pronouncing and spelling on the first few tries. Annoying? Sometimes. Frustrating? Yes.

Apparently (according to Google), I am located in Uganda and have my own island.

I am a full-blooded Chinese female born in the US of A. I speak some Cantonese. And I speak some Spanish (thank you middle school, high school, and college Spanish classes). People have mistaken me for many other backgrounds, including Filipina, Vietnamese, Japanese, Korean, and African. Where that last one came from, well, you got me there.

Honestly, I don’t know how to describe myself. It has been said that you cannot describe yourself through how you feel, how you look, where you come from, what you like and like to do, or anything along those lines. Then how would you answer the question, “Who am I?” Simply put, I suppose you could just declare, “I am who I am.” Then again, that isn’t a valid definition.

[Written sometime in 2004. Needs some updating.]

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