I love being in China don’t get me wrong. The food is fantastic, there’s always something to do, teen life here is a thousand times better than in America, and everyone’s been nice to me (I think, hard to tell when you know minimal Chinese). It just bothers me that even here in China I’m being compared to my sister and how she’d do so well here and blah blah blah. It’s like she does well everywhere she goes and I just get by. It doesn’t matter that she doesn’t care about China at all and that she would rather just forget all about the country if she could. Doesn’t matter that I’ve spent the majority of my life studying the country, culture, and language because it all comes down to in the end is how much better my sister would be here than me. I’m trying the food like I said I would, I’m trying the different things they want to do, but all that matters is that I’m not like my sister and how she likes seafood and how she’s girly. I’m still not good enough. Not even here in China. And it fricken sucks having that feeling.
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