When I first met the Masters in Teaching cohort that I would be joining at USC that fall, a lingering hesitation materialized before me - one of these things doesn't belong. It was me. I had fooled myself into believing that being thrust into the situation would enable me to fully capitulate it. After all, I … Continue reading I Withdrew from Grad School
When it first happened, I blamed myself. If I hadn't been that drunk, would he have done that to me? I blamed my friends. Where were they when I needed them? Then it became it too overwhelming to think about at all anymore so I shut out the thoughts, as best as I could, and refused to let … Continue reading You Are Not to Blame
Like the Hannah Montana of Orange County, I truly get the best of both worlds. On my drive home from work, I can stop for a delicious cup of chè ba màu or a perfectly glazed Krispy Kreme donut, both of which I’m always craving. I celebrate Lunar New Year with my family and July … Continue reading I’m Proud to Be Vietnamese American
There were a total of three personal statements required for the USC Masters in Teaching program, and an optional section. Being the writer that I am, I filled all four sections to the word limit - lo and behold, I got in! I'd like to share with you one that I wrote THE NIGHT BEFORE … Continue reading My USC Personal Statement
One day after my 22nd birthday, I stood under grotesque lights, center stage, gasping for air. The final kumbaya… four years of all-nighters, internships, and social networking culminating into a grand graduation called adulthood. I envisioned the future I desired to be a part of and made clear, methodological steps to get there. I had … Continue reading Six Months, Six Lessons
I let go of the relationships that brought no positivity to my life; albeit, it was difficult to admit to it.
How I finally found the words to express myself.