how Chinese I am

Last night I was waiting for Katelynn at an MRT station in Yonghe. Having nothing better to do, I started pounding my arms and legs with my fists to get my chi flowing. It wasn't until about 2 minutes into this exercise that I realized exactly how Chinese I've become. Here are some more examples:

• More often than not, my breakfast, lunch, snacks and dinner come from 7/11
• 7/11 has taken the place of Tim Horton's in my life
• I check my blind spots when walking
• I like to challenge myself to see exactly how much I can carry on my bike before I: a) fall over, b) can no longer see infront of me or c) look even more Chinese than the grandmothers who do the same
• I find myself staring at foreigners
  
• I find myself staring at everyone... unaware that once they catch me, the polite thing to do is look away
• I now prefer squat toilets
• I have the biggest collection of plastic bags that you've ever seen
• I no longer notice the smell of tea eggs when I enter 7/11... in fact I enter 7/11 in order to buy tea eggs
• I think everything is "cute"
• I shower at night
• I eat dumplings like it's my job
• I collect 7/11 stickers and exchange them for free stuff
• I eat a LOT of fish
• I'll eat anything... even if it still has eyes
• Rice is the staple food in my diet
  

Thankfully, I've still held on to most of my Canadian/Western-isms and proudly, I'm still committed to using "eh" with as much vivacity as before. I'll be sure to update if it ever gets to the point where I use an umbrella in the sun or buy "whitening" creams because they enhance my pale beauty.