I've always loved Chinese culture.
Maybe it's because of my love for Chinese food or the fact that I spend over a year learning Mandarin (I know, what was I thinking?!), in order to my best friend who also is actually born and raised in China.
Recently, my passion for Chinese culture took a downturn, and never for the better. After an entertaining conversation having a friend whose parents are both Chinese, I was struck by her eagerness to locate a husband. Merely 24-years-old, she explained that they had no time to waste with regards to finding love. The message society in addition to state-run media feeds the minds of those young women is simple: Marry, ideally by 25, or you're in stock.
Worse yet, you'll be called “sheng nu (蔈
