Apparently, I'm a lot of mix

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My sister did the ancestry DNA test. Yes, the expensive one. The one that costs like a whole lot of cash, which I absolutely do not have. 

But here's the thing, we're sisters. We share 50% DNA. So technically her results are also 50% my results. That's just science. I am tumpang-ing this result, and nobody can stop me. 



So anyway... 

Apparently, we're 40%+ Vietnamese and Chinese, which is okay, makes sense lah based on how we look. 
No, no, wait, how I LOOK. My sister tu lain cerita. But me? The number of times random people came up and started talking to me in Mandarin, like full confidence, full speed, and I just stood there smiling like a bloody idiot while my brain was trying to decide whether to respond in Klingon or pretend I was invisible.

Then also 20%+ South Asian and Indian, which my dad has literally been telling us our whole lives, but somehow seeing it in a graph hits different. Like, okay, abah, you were right, sorry for not listening. 
And then ada lagi some other ethnicities thrown in there, which frankly, I've decided not to question. 

We're just. A lot of things. 
Oh ohh, and the test also tells you your health risks, cancer risk, IQ, skills; semua ada. Which is cool. Or horrifying. Depends on the day, honestly. 

Do I want to do my own test? Yes obviously.

Will I? Not until RM1.4k magically appears from under my sofa. I'll keep you updated on that.

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