It's my airplane day...well actually it's almost over. 20 years ago today I arrived in America from Korea... and so began my journey to white washed aznness. I think it's pretty cool my parents kept the date in mind and we've celebrated it every year since.
Normally we'd go out to dinner or she'd cook me my favorite food but this year I guess they forgot and ended up cooking one of my least favorite meals (roast beef) and wrote me a "card" on my own stationery. LOL. It's the last minute thought that counts I guess.
I ended up eating a salad and Brandon refuses to say happy Airplane Day because he doesn't "believe" in it.
lulz.