The Pressure is On
I spent a good hour just perusing other sites on here. I even subscribed to a few. Now I'm face with the dilemma of figuring out what the hell I want to write about. I know, I know, it will come to me so I'll just let it rip.
Next week will be brutal. I have to suffer through 5 finals and do well on them. I come from a family of over achievers and failure is definitely not an option. To make matters worst, I'm the youngest and the only daughter. The flower amongst 2 thorns (and yes, my brothers are all pain in the b*tt). I love them dearly. Just think of Malcomb in the Middle and throw in a younger sister (woohoo, I just discovered the "smileys").
My mother was an ex-prostitute in the seedy alleys of Saigon, a profession she didn't go in willingly. When your parents had been killed and you have younger brothers to feed, you would choose a profession a 15 year old could make the most money from. However, her story is not something out of the Miss Saigon play. No way.
My mother found a way to rise above her meager existence a year later, managed to save enough money to get on the "boat", endured rape by pirates and somehow made it to the shores of the United States. She lost a brother during the arduous journey. She and her brother were granted refugee status and became foster children.
Finding the perfect foster home was like playing Russian roulette. They lived with 4 families, before they finally found one that treated them with love, dignity and respect. At 18, she declared herself the legal guardian of her brother and worked two jobs to make ends meet. She then met my father who was a widowed owner of the jewelry store where she worked as a sales clerk. Marriage ensued and 3 children spurted out of the union. My parents now own a chain of jewelry stores and currently financing our education.
Two years ago, tragedy struck again. My uncle, the only remaining brother of my mother, died of heroine overdose.
So, given the family history, a tremendous pressure has been put on us to succeed.
Oh great, I didn't realize time flew by as I was typing away.
Enjoy your weekend lovely people  |