it’s amusing how i always try to laugh things off in situations where i get caught tongue tied, when there really isn’t anything in all seriousness to laugh about. then again it’s amusing how i try to laugh off everything of which i have no utter interest in dealing with. last lunar new year, my great grandaunt, pushing her mid eighties i’m sure, popped that dreaded when-will-i-attend-your-wedding-dinner question. i decided that telling the truth about my no marriage no kids plan wasn’t worth the trouble explaining so breezily i replied in my awkward cantonese that at a mere twenty-two, it was way too early, not to mention i was (and still very much am) single. and there was nothing ever, that prepared me for her retort, or pretty much something to that effect, that no, it wasn’t too early because she was nearing her end.
right there and then, i had nothing to say. absolutely nothing at all.
next time someone asks me about marriage plans, i’m telling him/her i’m lesbian.
