Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Not "The Asian Girl" Anymore
Sunday, someone was describing me to the missionaries. They said, "The friendly girl with black hair, she was wearing a black dress. . ." Throughout my entire life it usually goes like this, "You know, the Asian girl." And the other replies, "Oh yeah, her name is Valerie."
I've kinda gotten lazy. Being Asian usually made me different and unique automatically, I really didn't have to try. In the Bay area, my Asianess doesn't make me stand out as much, so I've got to step it up a notch. I was thinking of dying my hair bright pink, or wearing rainbow tights with all of my outfits. Whatever. It's too much work. I think I'll just be me. Now, I kinda know how it feels to be a white person living in Utah. I look like everyone else. Sigh.