2005-02-26 - 10:28 p.m.
there's something different about me and my friends. we stand out from the crowd as not local. it's the way we dress (no fashionable fob jeans or pointy toed boots) and it's the way we wear our hair (no permed bobs a la j-pop stars, or super straight blondeness a la seoul pop stars).
this attracted much attention at the barber shop. mindy ended up infatuated with her hairdresser (who was sorta cute, had much taiwanese style to him, but not my type). we sat in salmon place and ate lai meen for dinner, afterwards heading to starbucks for our usual post-hang out chats.
somehow we manage to wander onto the topic of marriage. would our parents tolerate it if we married someone who wasn't chinese?
the general consensus was, not really. a great match would be an overseas born Hong Konger (not mainland or taiwanese).
it's kinda like bend it like beckham...
"white, no. black, definitely not. muslim, NUH-UH."
it's so funny how we can all draw similarities with that movie and our own lives (in terms of marriage/dating, anyways).
