

What White Rice Does to AsiansWhat white rice does to Asians.What White Rice Does to Asians
Sulu took a bite of the clump of food left in the bottom of his bowl. He fought back a moan of happiness as he dropped his chop sticks to the floor, and almost toppled backward off of the bench he was sitting at in the dinning hall. He glanced down at the bowl and smiled to himself. It had taken a few months but after at least twenty long hours with Mr. Scott they had finally fixed the replicators inability to produce sticky white rice. Leaning back forward, he picked up his chop sticks and began to practically inhale the rice.
Sulu was still hungry but he had to get back up to the bridge to
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"Sometimes I'd stay up all night
wishing to God that I was the one who died.
Sometimes it's not enough time.
But I didn't know I'd love you so much
I didn't know I'd love you so much
I didn't know I'd love you so much
but I do."
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Christopher Pike: This is Captain Christopher Pike. To whom am I speaking?
Nero: Hi, Christopher. I'm Nero.
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Would proudly live in district 9 with the non-humans
~Live long and prosper.
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Christopher Pike: This is Captain Christopher Pike. To whom am I speaking?
Nero: Hi, Christopher. I'm Nero.
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Christopher Pike: This is Captain Christopher Pike. To whom am I speaking?
Nero: Hi, Christopher. I'm Nero.
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~Rachel-chan~
I am nobody. Nobody is perfect. Therefore I am perfect.
=~Don't want your hand this time, I'll save myself~=
*~\I would rather be hated for who I am than be loved for who I am not./~*
RULES:
1- You can hug the person who hugged you!
2- You -MUST- hug 6 other people, at least!
3- You should hug them in public! Paste it on their user page!
4- Random hugs are perfectly okay! (and sweet)
5- You should most definitely get started hugging right away!
Send This To All Your Friends, And Me If I Am 1.
If You Get 7 Back You Are Loved!
1-3 you're a bad friend
4-6 you're an ok friend
7-9 you're a good friend
10-& Up you're a great friend
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Send this rose to everyone you care about!
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Girl: *smacks me*
Me: *incredulous* Did you just hit me!? You fucking bitch!
Girl: *sneers* Yeah, whatcha gonna do about it, c**t?
Me: *tackles* I'M GONNA RIP YOU'RE FUCKING HEART OUT, THAT'S WHAT!!!
~Sadly, A True Story
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