In college, I used to envy my Ivy-bound friends because they would receive care packages in the mail from their anxious California parents, whereas my mom would just show up at my dorm when she missed me.
Well, I am now further away than the 110-North can take her, or any domestic flight for that matter, so my care packages have to cross an entire ocean! I was so excited to receive my first, legitimate care package, though the shipping cost was equivalent to a week’s salary in China. Whomp whomp. As they say, good things come to those who wait =)

Pupu Panda! I bought him at the Beijing Zoo when I studied abroad in 2008, so it really wasn’t right to be living abroad in China without him.

Letters from my family. I haven’t opened them yet, because letters to me are like Pringles to junk food addicts - once I pop, I just can’t stop.
… Okay, going to open them right now.


