If I was made in Japan, I'd be more efficient

I have once been told by two people who at the time were close to me that I'm Chinese-looking. Which means I have a Chinese face. Because two is like, so many people, I accepted this fact without question (though with some amount of disappointment because you'd usually imagine "Chinese face" as something along the lines of this).

Today, the umpteenth million person asked me where I came from. And today the umpteeth million person assumed the kind of surprised expression that I knew preceded the five words I don't know how many times I've heard. "I thought you were Japanese".

Yes. Japanese.

Anyway, I don't know what I look like. I don't really care.

It's funny what people assume from the exterior. Except you have a pretty slim chance of actually being right. Seriously though, we can never tell anymore.

I remember browsing profiles on a study-forum and came across a pretty girl. When I say pretty I mean if you're into that kind of thing. Bleached, waist-length white-blond hair. Heavy make-up. Skinny jeans (keeping in mind that it was '04 and she was way ahead of the trend). Chloé accessories. Frequents the Lifestyle & Fashion threads. So of course I assumed floozy. I assumed wrong. Apparently a friend of mine knew her through a friend of a friend and so on and so forth - at the time she had just graduated from NSG with an UAI of 99.60.

I admire that.

On the opposite end of the scale I've often expected large brains from some ultra nerdy looking people who turned out had lower averages than me.

Admittedly I didn't think Jez was too bright initially. Then I realised I was wrong. Then "certainly possible but not certain for a fact" happened and I figured my first impressions might not have been that far off.

It was lucky that I showed up for work this morning because I had completely forgotten that we had GSK training. In fact, I was the one who booked it for today.

Training was on Zantac, Cartia and Becoderm. Old news!

After lectures Jez and I went to Umi's for sushi and their gob-smackingly delicious green salad. It was gob-smackingly delicious.

Wow, it was like I just pulled sentences out of my arse tonight. This post doesn't make any chronological sense at all.