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It’s always on birthdays that I seem to have the greatest reflection of my year. And, though my birthday was filled with strep throat, an allergic reaction to penicillin, and a ridiculous fever, I’m so grateful to my friends and boyfriend for taking time to make it amazing. I spent it firstly, at a mother’s day breakfast which was ridiculously hilarious because some people take quilts way too seriously, and then with a surprise from my sisters who showed up at Boiling crab which I thought would only be me and Nate, and finally avengers which blew my geeky socks off. (Thank you boyfriend for an amazing birthday=) And so I’m 21.
And now that another year has passed me I wanted to take this birthday especially to remember those that we’rent here to celebrate it with me:
To William Leung (March 21 2012)
Your incredibly vivid memory still lingers in my thoughts, and I still to this day can’t believe that you’re gone. I still remember your cheesy pick up line at robotics in LA the spring of 2009. You wrote it quickly on graph paper and tried to look all cool while I tried to not look as blushy as I was. I’ll miss the short time we had together as a “couple”. Though we spent way too much time watching movies via skype to really consider it dating. I’ll always admire that step you took to join the air force and your charisma in everything that you did. I miss you, and wish you the greatest peace wherever your beautiful soul my lay.
To Charlie (May 13, 2007)
I never expected 5 years to escape me so rapidly, and to look on my birthday and remember that you wouldn’t be sitting next to me poking your keychain on my hand persistently every 10 seconds to see how annoyed I’d get at you. You were one of the greatest influences on my life, and I wish you were here to see me now at USC, your dream school, studying with hippies and whatnot. Your laughter, that smile, that random buzz cut you had from being a badass… You were my first best friend and will always be the closest human being to have touched my heart. Some years I feel guilty celebrating my birthday without you, or celebrating my birthday at all. I will never forget the greatest sacrifice that any person has ever given up for me, and I still love you as the brother I never had. You will always be remembered as the greatest friend that ever walked into my life no matter how promptly you left it. Your light still shines so brightly, and I am still so easily reminded of your comfort and protection. I miss you so dearly, and hope you can still see me through all those clouds. I am alive and happy, and that is because of you.
And finally, to my baby: (April 20, 2012)
12 years of loving you makes this birthday the hardest without you. I will never forget how much I argued and pleaded to adopt you. The long lists of “benefits” my 10 year old mind would think of to convince mom and dad that having a dog would do for our family. And how grateful I am to have loved and be loved by you. You were with me through the greatest trials of my childhood, and the hardest loss of my teenage years. And as an adult, you were with me through the happiest years of finding my identity and growing to love myself. You were with me through everything: every boat ride, every science experiment, every tear, and every laugh. And as I celebrate this birthday I wish you were with me through this too. I have never loved and missed anyone as much as I will still love and miss you. And even when I fall apart over missing you, and wishing to hear your little paws scrambling in the back yard every time I came home, or hearing the squeaky toys at midnight while you hid it in the backyard, or seeing your ears perk up and your tail wag at light speed when you see me, or lay next to you in the grass on a sunny day, get lost in the park from too much fun, or just being near you… I know you were the greatest gift I will ever receive. And with a happy heart, I’m glad that you are at peace, finally after your battle with cancer. I love you and will always love you for everything you have been for me, everything you have taught me, and every memory I will have to remember you by for the rest of my life.
A dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more than he loves himself.
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His Heart Stopped
And mine crumbled.
I love you more than I can love anything or anyone.
From the moment I held him in my arms I knew I’d love him. Best friend, soul mate, love of my life.
He loved me as much as a furry little American Eskimo could love anything or anyone. And I loved him that much more.
In my adolescence I would pray, dear God: please let me die before lucky, so I’d never have to live a day without him. I did this every night until high school when I stopped praying. But I never stopped loving him, and I never will.
He’s been my inspiration for so many things, poems, letters, songs. All in return for his greatest pleasure of me just scooping him up in my arms and sneaking him into my room without mom finding out.
He loved me, and I love him.
12 great years. How many relationships last that long?
My dearest baby:
I love you with all my heart. Please forgive me for not being there to scoop you in my arms, to sleep with you on the hammock, to ride with you on the go kart recently. Please forgive me for having to say goodbye to you. But life is a tricky thing, and I don’t have the heart to see you suffer another day.
I love you more than I can love anything or anyone.
It feels so unreal to be here. As a freshman, I could not have foreseen how quickly my years at USC would disappear in front o me—and I could never imagine me, pledging and asking for you to vote me as your 2012/13 VSA president.
This is not to say that I never saw myself in an executive position, or leading a group of such beautifully talented people as yourselves. But that I never expected to be here. A candidate forVSApresident.
If you haven’t heard my journey in VSA by now — I’ll give you a brief synopsis. From birth until 17, I attended a school that had less than 10% of asians in my school. For at least 7 years of my life, I very well thought I was white—and for the next 10 years, I spent subduing any ethnic differences I had with my peers. I was embarrassed; embarrassed that I ate differently, spoke differently, and most importantly—-looked differently. And then; i stepped foot on the prestigious, over confident cardinal and gold walkway that was USC. And for the first time in my life, I became so proud to be a Vietnamese American. And with a push and a nudge—or rather a shove, I found myself at LA pho night next to Michelle Huynh—and fast forward 3 years, and here I am. All of my experiences and obstacles have led me to here.
So needless to say, I’m not here because I know the most about Vietnamese culture (Because I don’t), or because I’m the person in VSA that has the most leadership experience (Because I’m not). I’m here, because without a doubt in my mind I have the one thing that drives the success in my career, with my friends, and here in VSa. And that thing—-ispassion.
Passionpushed me to take on lead in VCN with Linda Huynh as a freshman. Passionpushed me to take PR solo during VCN season and dance through the most brutal ulcer of my life. Passiondrove me 7000 miles from UCSB to UCSD and to the OC and back, through programming many successful UVSA events and enduring a brutal year of heart break and heart ache; all while keeping USC VSA’s agenda in mind. Andpassionwill continue to be my motivation to take USC VSA above and beyond to reach its full potential. Passionwill take what I’ve learned collectively in the past three years to fully utilize next year’s board in seeing another great year of Vietnamese culture, friendship, and growth.
Come and be passionate with me.
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