Wednesday, Sept. 03, 2003 9:57 p.m. So a pair of very long time friends from way back during my first year of college is finally getting hitched after 14 years of dating. I was so thrilled that I squealed with happiness when I found out. They have asked me to be a bridesmaid and I happily accepted. It's always an honor when asked. However, this will mark my third time as one. No matter. I'd do it a fourth or fifth time if given the honor. Anyway, my mom just called so I annouced the news to her. This is our conversation: Mom: "They're going to buy your dress, right?" I don't get her. Why can't she be happy for other people? I tell her some good news and she has to turn it around and make it seem like a bad thing. I hate that! So then she changes the subject. Mom: "Is the groom the Vietnamese one you went to college with?" I also wanted to tell her, "How would you like it if someone found out you were Taiwanese and they said, "Oh...you know those Taiwanese folks, they think they're better than everyone else...flashing their riches and always talking shit about others. And man, do they talk loud in public sounding like chickens." Sometimes I don't know how it is that I am her daughter. We're so different. Sometimes I feel like I'm the adult and she's the child and that I have to educate her and remind her that times are different and people are different. COMMENTS |