Becca: No opinion is as honest as an Asian parent’s.
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Becca: There’s so many people trying to sneak into Canada.
Me: Are you serious?
Becca: I saw a clip of these protests at the border, let me find it.
Becca: Oh my god, wait MY BAD LOL. It was for a different protest. Shit, I’ve become one of those aunties that spreads misinformation on WeChat.
Becca: (looks at photo) …what IS that?
Me: That’s us uncorking wine in matching shirts.
Becca: There’s also some guy laughing to himself right beside me. I’m trying to avoid eye contact because I don’t want to get stabbed.
Becca: If you died, I don’t know what I’d do.
Me: I don’t know what I’d do either.
Becca: You’d be dead.
Becca: Yeah and you guys had to come save me because he was going to sing a song on his guitar.
Becca: Look at that corgi. It’s like twerking as it’s walking.
Becca: Honestly, life is just about finding people who you wanna yell, “pizza’s here” to.
Becca: So we’re just poor and fucked up?
Me: Yeh.
(watching the Raptors lose)
Becca: Why? Why are we like this?