I dance with my classmates in ballet class, acutely aware of my largeness compared to their petite figures. I listen as my friend tells me her thighs are too big, and I silently wonder if mine are too big as well.
I don’t see the Citgo sign as the bus drives into Boston because my attention is on the man sitting next to me. The bus ride to Boston, once seeming days long, feels short this time.
I was never much of a believer in New Year’s Resolutions. They’re not common in my culture – in China, we traditionally get new clothes for the new year – so I didn’t learn about them until I moved back to the U.S. for high school. From there I watched my peers make them and fail at them, and I
Over the past few months I’ve slowly come to realize that I’ve never truly put myself as a priority. I grew up trying to prove my worth to my parents. I’m not quite sure why; my parents, despite their faults, have always been fairly supportive of me and given me the freedom to make my own choices. Perhaps their own
June Goodbye, MIT. My friends take me out for my 21st birthday, and it is unexpectedly fun. I realize I can enjoy drinking when I’m around friends that I love and trust. I reinforce my taste for drinks where I can’t taste the alcohol. I learn that kahlua and I are not friends. I graduate. My dad is surprised that
I think we all have moments when people say things and we don’t know how to respond, but their words are remembered and we can almost taste our responses on our lips but they get caught in our throats. Here is a small collection of mine. “Why can’t you just get it?” My dad, trying to teach me math concepts
I actually got really lucky in this aspect. For most of what I remember of my lifetime, I’ve always gotten to see people like myself on the screen. When I was really little, I had Mulan, a badass Chinese woman depicted in classic Disney animation and voiced by two badass Asian actresses, Ming-Na Wen and Lea Salonga. By the time
For a long time, Valentine’s Day was my least favorite holidays. It’s kind of funny – I love holidays. I love having excuses to shower people with gifts and show my friends my love and appreciation for them, and it’s why I like to go all out for Christmas. But Valentine’s Day? Valentine’s Day was a day where corporations took
Within less than a week, I participated in my first two protests. On Saturday, January 21, 2017, my roommate, Michelle, and I marched in the New York City Women’s March, with a couple of our friends and another couple hundred thousand people. We went at 4pm, when unregistered marchers were supposed to show up, and even though it was near
Writing has always been cathartic for me. I’ve always believed in the power of getting words down on paper and letting the emotions out. Blogging and sharing my thoughts helped me with my anxieties, and I hoped that my anxiety-induced writing would put another voice on the table in regards to the MIT experience. I took a long hiatus. Today,