Half Mexican/half AlbanianMexican on my mother's side, Albanian on my father's side. I hate being a halfie because it makes me wonder if people look at me and think, "What the hell is she?" Sometimes people assume ignorant crap, one time a former co worker said to me, "You know what, Elizabeth, I'm trying to learn Spanish so I can talk to you." I do not even speak Spanish. He said that as if he couldn't have just talked to me in English, the only language I know. It also ****** me off when at work sometimes Mexican customers talk to me in Spanish and most of them already know English. One time at a class called Office Procedures, the teacher went around the room identifying everyone's ethnicity/heritage/race, whatever you want to call it. I was the very last person, she pointed at me and said, "And what ethnicity are you?" She made me feel like a freak when she said that. I have never identified more with either side, I have just always identified with myself. If you're wondering I have olive skin, hazel eyes, and naturally dark brown hair. Truth is, I could pass for any number of ethnicities.
Spice99857 22-25, F 29 Responses 0 Jan 22, 2008