When the Sun Rises in the East and Sets in the West

Hey guys! It’s been a long week, but I hope you’re all great. I thought it would be cool to take another route today and write about something completely different, just to mix things up a little. If you’re having any troubles, whether at home, with someone you love, or even yourself, keep on reading.

Recently, I found myself facing one of the most difficult things I’ve ever done. A very close friend of mine was having some family problems, and I was given the task of telling her that everything was going to be okay. It doesn’t seem like something that would be too hard to do, but I truly had no idea how to go about it or even what to say to her. I didn’t know that everything was going to be okay; it was only something that I desperately wanted, so she wouldn’t have to suffer anymore. I “googled” a gazillion different ways to comfort people, but none of them seemed to work. Everything just got worse.

I had to sit her down, and tell her face-to-face what I honestly thought about everything that was going on. I thought it would be a good idea to share with you guys and with anyone who is having any troubles what-so-ever, what I told her.

Bad things will happen. Life won’t always go the way you want it to, but no matter what happens, the sun will set. The bad days will end when the sun goes away. Then the sun will rise; and a new day will start.

Sun rise on the way to Big Bear

The world will keep moving forward, and you should too, but it’s up to you to choose whether you want to dwell on yesterday’s sunset or focus on today’s sunrise.The sun will keep rising and the sun will keep setting, but you won’t be there to see it forever. Live in the moment and don’t regret what you’ve done or what you’re going to do.

Here’s a nice song to put your mind at ease.

Stay strong guys, and keep following that sun!

[This post was taken from a different account that I wrote on. See the original post here.]

-Cynthia

Self-Expressing with Cynthia

Summer is approaching very quickly and I’m honestly having some mixed feelings about the fact that Junior year is basically over. There’s only a few months left until I’m pulling my hair out and stressing about college applications. In a year, I’ll be done with high school and starting the next chapter of my life. But however depressed and regretful I feel about the school year coming to an end, I’m still really happy that it’s summer and I can finally get a break from slaving away night after night.

Creative Common by José Garrido

Creative Common by José Garrido

Today, someone in my class asked me what I was planning to do during summer break, since it is only a couple days away. So many ideas were flowing through my mind and all these gears were twisting and turning about what I could possibly be doing over the break, but I had no idea what to tell him. I didn’t know how to get my thoughts out into words. The only thing I managed to say was “umm…I’m not really sure.” And then he gave me this look as if he was saying “Ok cool, Cynthia” before walking away. He and I both know that it wasn’t cool.

Kids my age usually know exactly what they’re going to be doing over summer break, whether it be chilling with friends, doing summer assignments, working, or even staying at home to watch Netflix all day. I mean come on, it’s summer break. We’ve been working toward this for 9 months. But I still had no idea what to say, and that’s the problem.

I find myself not knowing what to say all the time because I just don’t know how to express myself in a way that other people would like. I feel like everything I do or say won’t be enough, or won’t be what others want to hear. I hide my thoughts and myself all the time because there are people out there that are just so much better than me.


“I’m not too sure old Phoebe knew what the hell I was talking about. I mean she’s only a little child and all. But she was listening, at least. If somebody at least listens, it’s not too bad.” – The Catcher in the Rye

Why do people have a hard time expressing themselves?

For the past month, my English class and I have been reading The Catcher in the Rye, by J.D. Salinger. As a class, we posed the question above, to brainstorm and discuss during our reading process. Holden Caulfield is a troubled teenager, whom, I feel, has a very hard time expressing himself. Due to the things that he’s been through and the people that surround him, he doesn’t properly express who he is through his words or actions.

Creative Common by Jaszmurka

Creative Common by Jaszmurka

Throughout the whole story, Holden keeps saying that he wants somebody to listen to him. He wants to find someone that will have an intelligent conversation with him. But when he finally finds someone who will listen and offer an intelligent conversation, he chickens out and calls them fake.

I think I really connect to Holden in the fact that we both want someone to listen to us. Not listen to what we’re saying, but listen to our inner cry for help, the cry that voices our distress and our need to be understood.

My problem in not being able to express myself comes from the fear of not being understood for my words and thoughts. In my English class, I don’t usually participate in discussions because I really like listening to other ideas that are presented and discussed. I just feel like taking in the information from other people, since there are so many smart people in my class. I always feel like I won’t be appreciated for what I contribute in debates and discussions. In the story, Holden says, “I listened, and I heard something, but it wasn’t much.” I feel like that’s what so many people will think after they hear me speak.


Every once in a while I’ll get my ideas out to the class, but I mostly keep it within my group, and I think that is mainly because I’m comfortable with my group. I’m going to leech off my post about Seth Godin and recreating life for a bit. In that post, I put a picture of a group of people from my English class that I am definitely comfortable with. With them, I find myself able to communicate my feelings and thoughts so well that it doesn’t even seem like me. They’re only a fraction of the 37 students in my class, and I really regret not being able to bond with the rest of my classmates they way I’ve bonded with those 8 people. Not only do they listen to my ideas and thoughts, I feel as if they really understand me. They give me the best atmosphere to show who I am and express myself 100%.

Self-expression is never an easy feat, but with the right help from the right people, anyone can get there. If everyone were to support and just try to understand each other, there would be no problems with self-expression. Natural self-expression is the best expression, and to naturally express yourself, you need to feel comfortable and that sense of approval from those closest to you.

Scholarship Writing with Cynthia

“I am so proud of you for going and trying to win this scholarship. Your parents would be so happy.” -Grandma

To be honest, writing isn’t really of my strongest subjects, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t one of my favorites. It’d be nice to actually excel at something I really enjoy, but not everyone is good at everything. Scholarship writing definitely isn’t something that I would start on my own. At the beginning of the month, my English teacher posted a link to our class’ Facebook page about a scholarship offered by Chipotle. Ten winners will get $20,000 and their stories on the cups and bags at Chipotle. The prompt? Write an original and amazing essay about a time when food created a memory in 1700 characters or less.

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I knew the character count would be a set back, since I tend to ramble on and on about unrelated things in my writing. I wasn’t going to do it, until I went back to my grandma’s house and was inspired about the perfect story to write. 1700 hundred characters? It was going to be a problem, but I thought I had it in me.

The very next day I went back to my English teacher, Mr. Ziebarth, and asked him for his help. A scholarship winning piece wasn’t going to write itself, and I definitely needed guidance. I had a great idea, I just wasn’t sure how to get it out in words.

I grew up with my grandma. Her house was the only house I bothered familiarizing myself with, because that’s where I always ended up when the moon came out. She was my backbone, my support, for as long as I could remember. This story had to be about her. Luckily, I already had something up my sleeve to start with. Back in November, Mr. Z assigned us an essay, defining a word that we were familiar with. My word, Sriracha. Growing up with Grandma was like growing up in Vietnam, without the cheap motorcycles and squatting, and for some reason, she really liked Sriracha. Grandma always said that the preservatives in Sriracha are much better than the pesticides in “fresh” chilis. Sriracha was the HOLY GRAIL at my grandma’s house. Naturally, I had to write something about my grandma and Sriracha, since both were such a huge part in my life.

When I told her about the scholarship that I was writing for, the smile on her face was all I needed to see to know that I was doing would be somewhat beneficial. Even if I didn’t win, Grandma’s smile would be enough because she’s definitely worth more than $20,000, and her happiness is what matters to me.

The whole writing process was more than difficult. I wanted to give up at one point because I had no idea how to get my thoughts out or fix what thoughts I already had. It wasn’t easy keeping within the character count or finding creative ways to express what I wanted to say, but I got it done, and I’m honestly proud of myself for getting it done.

Thanks to Mr. Z for helping me write my essay for the scholarship! Your comments and guidance worked wonders!

-Cynthia

Simple Changes with Cynthia

“Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself.”
-Leo Tolstoy

I think the thing that I’ve always been afraid of is change, whether it be big change, little change, or any kind of change. I like knowing how things are, and how things are going to be. New things usually don’t sit well with me. There’s just something about not knowing what’s going to happen that really gets to me.

This weekend, my mom totally got me to leave my shell. She convinced me to change things up a bit. Instead of just getting my regular trim, mom encouraged me to cut my hair a little shorter. 8 whole inches.

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I think the last time my hair was this short was 1st grade. It’s definitely been a long time. My long hair was probably one of the things on my body that I was the most proud of. I took pride in being able to have long hair yet still keeping it clean and healthy. No split ends. No dryness. Nothing bad. My hair was the one thing I felt like I did right. And now, it’s gone.

It’s gone, but I’m happy. I feel free, and I feel good. I was always scared to cut my hair, because it takes a long time to grow, but this feels great. I’m honestly so proud of myself for deciding to make this change.

Creative Common by Martin Smith

Creative Common by Martin Smith

Change actually feels amazing, and this simple change was exactly what I needed. Nothing too big, but nothing too small either. It is going to take some time for my hair to grow back, but it’s going to be time that I’ll enjoy.

My mom told me that change isn’t going to define who I am; how I deal with change defines who I am. And I think I’m going to handle this pretty well.

So to whoever is reading this, I really want you to go out and take that risk. Do whatever it is that you were scared to. It’ll feel great. Make that change. Maybe it’ll be worth it, maybe it won’t. At least you’ll know, and at least you won’t be scared of it anymore.

-Cynthia

Going the Extra Yard? to Yard House

Hey readers! I think the greatest thing about traveling, besides adventuring new places, is hands down the food you get to try. A while back, my sister took me to Los Angeles for a concert, which was believe it or not, my very first time being to LA. I’ve been all around the world, to different states and countries, and I think it’s amazing how I had never been somewhere only an hour away from home. It wasn’t a very far travel, but it was definitely memorable. My sisters told me to pick somewhere to eat, and me being me, I couldn’t make up my mind. It was my first time in that area, and I had no idea what would be good or not.

After walking around part of Olympic Boulevard for quite some time, I finally managed to make a decision: Yard House. Granted, my sisters weren’t too happy with me because we had walked past Yard House a dozen times, but they said I was sure to enjoy the food there. Oh boy were they right. The menu was huge! It was clearly broken down into sections that were easily distinguishable. Our server was happy to give us recommendations on their best dishes and what deals we would be able to get if we ordered certain dishes. The food was absolutely amazing. All the dishes were completely unique and tasty. My favorite dish was definitely the Spicy Tuna Roll. It was almost exactly like a regular spic tuna roll, except it wasn’t really a roll. It was a large patty shaped roll laid on top of a edamame and cucumber salad. It tasted exactly like a roll you could find at any other sushi restaurant, but better!

Porcini Crusted Halibut (top left), Penne with Chicken (bottom left), and Spicy Tuna Roll (right)

Not only was the food amazing, the service was amazing too. Our waitress treated us very well and came back every 10 minutes to refill our drinks, even if the cups weren’t completely empty yet! She gave us plenty of time to place our order and wasn’t pushy about it at all. She made sure that we were comfortable at our table and frequently came back to make sure that the heater was working properly. Everything about my first time to LA was incredible, food being the most. I would go back to Yard House any time, because it is just that great! I suggest going there soon! If LA is too far, I hear that the Yard House’s in Costa Mesa and Irvine are just as great. Check it out!

[This post was taken from a different account that I wrote on. See the original post here.]

-Cynthia

Can’t Dreams Be Goals Too?

Hey guys! Today I’m going to talk about something different again, but it will totally be worth it. I went to this amazing “feel-good” convention hosted by college students and professors. What exactly is a “feel-good convention?” Keep reading to find out more!

Yesterday, my older sister took me to her school, CSULB, and told me that there was going to be this “super awesome” show that I had to see. One of her professors gave her two tickets to the convention, and she really wanted to take me so I could get an idea of what college life would be like. Professors and students talked about how to deal with stress and how to stay on the right track in life. It was everything I expected it to be, but by the end, it wasn’t like anything I had ever experienced.

When we walked in, there were tables set up everywhere covered with self-help books, brochures about coping with stress, and pamphlets about what we can do to stay happy. There was about 200 people in the room walking around, trying to look at all the tables. Many of them looked like college students, but I saw lots of older people too.

Men in black suits ushered us through a small door where tons of chairs were set up in rows. As we all getting seated, a voice over the loud speaker said that the convention would start in five minutes. The whole thing lasted only an hour and a half, with several different guest speakers who talked about their experiences during college. It didn’t seem that special, but then the last speaker turned the whole thing around.

She walked onto the stage and started by asking the audience who has a dream. Only a couple people in the front raised their hands which made her give us the stink eye. After a minute of staring, every one else raised their hands and then she told us to put our hands down. The men in black suits came back and handed a white piece of paper and pen to everyone in the room. She told us to write down every dream and goal we had for five minutes.

Then, she told us to make a mark next to all the ones that we thought were dreams, and only dreams. Most of mine turned out to be dreams, leaving only a handful as goals. The lady then asked us what the difference between a dream and a goal is. A man raised his hand and said that dreams only require your imagination, while goals require hard work. She said that what he said was correct, but that there’s more to it. Dreams aren’t only your imagination. It can be anything from what you’re thinking about to your deepest wants. The woman said that she wanted all of us to walk out of the room and turn every single one of the dreams we wrote down into goals and to accomplish as many of them as we can, because our feelings are worth it, and we are worth it. She told us to feel good abut ourselves, because life is too short to feel otherwise.

I hope all of you can change your dreams into goals. It will be fun, doing things you’ve always wanted to do but never thought you would. Stay strong readers, and make those dreams goals that were accomplished.

[This post was taken from a different account that I wrote on. See the original post here.]

-Cynthia

Seth Godin on Recreating Life

Winter Break is already next week and I couldn’t be any more excited. The holidays are meant for spending time with loved ones and spreading joy and listening to Christmas music until your head hurts. However, I recently found myself listening to a podcast-conversation between Krista Tippet and Seth Godin called “The Art of Noticing, and Then Creating.” I didn’t think much of it at first, but about ten minutes into the podcast, I started to realize that Godin’s ideas related to my own goals and everything I want to accomplish. I’m currently enrolled in an AP English class at my high school and listening to this podcast-conversation provided me with so many different opportunities to apply his experience to my own education.

Seth Godin, a now successful author, public speaker, and marketer, talks about how it is important to create off of what we see. We must create things that will matter to other people. This podcast was the first time I had heard of Godin, but everything he said made it seem like he was much more than the everyday businessman. He had so many good ideas about how we could improve and recreate the world we are living in today that it made me feel like it was a shame to only find out about him now.


He isn’t a typical businessman. Five minutes into the conversation, Godin says, “what the habit I developed was that that’s not ‘a no,’ that’s a ‘no for now.’ That’s not a ‘this will never work.’ That’s a ‘this didn’t work.’ But I learned something about what might work for next time.” He encourages listeners into believing that just because something doesn’t work this time, it doesn’t mean that it won’t work next time either. It’s like falling down ten times and getting up eleven. The most important thing is that you keep trying.

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Essays that were peer edited.

In my English class, just like any other English class, we write essays. Every week, we bring in new copies to be peer edited. My group members always have something new to say about my essays, giving feedback and ideas that I’m sure will make it better. I come back every time with a new and improved essay, yet they still have more to say about it. Sometimes, it makes I feel like everything I do will never be good enough, even if I do exactly what they say. Godin’s take on failures made me realize that a failure isn’t really a failure if you can learn something from it. Every criticism my group gives me is a chance to improve my writing and learn from past mistakes. My writing didn’t work this time, but I now I know what might work for next time.

Nothing will come out perfect on the first try and having peer editors like the ones in my group sure is a big help to achieving that perfect essay. The semester is almost over, and I still get a little offended every time my group says something about my writing. It isn’t a bad thing though, negative feedback is still feedback.

Later into their conversation, Godin starts to talk about art and what his definition of art is. To Godin, art isn’t just something that professionals can do, art is something that is created by anyone who want has a mission; art is created by anyone who can make an impact. However, art isn’t just something that can be done by oneself,“we can also have art that’s done by groups of people in a community where they count on each other to create something bigger than themselves.” I think that the most beautiful art is the art that’s created with friends and family; art that’s created with your community. Art created in groups, for me, have much more meaning and depth, since multiple people dedicated their time and effort into creating something worth while. In my English class, we split ourselves up into groups and chose something that interested us to focus on as a year long project. My friends and I chose to explore Orange County and report on the hottest places and events that we found.

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The header of our group blog.

Each and every one of us have our very own job, something that we specialize in. Andrew, Bree, Hannah, Naomi, Sebastian, and I (my group members) all dedicate lots of time to our blog. I like to think we’re like Yelp for Orange County. Without the five other group members, I doubt I would be able to run the blog on my own, or even come up with the idea of running that kind of blog. We count on each other to stay on top of the schedule, post when we need to, and provide sufficient details of every place or event we go to. We all came together to start something really cool, that can help other people, and I think it’s pretty neat. It’s probably the first group project that I’m actually really proud of, and I can see myself using our blog for future purposes too!

Going into the podcast, I had no idea that it would be possible to connect the majority of his ideas to my schoolwork. Most of Godin’s podcast-conversation with Tippet was new to me. However, I think what hit me the most was something that I already knew, but kind of pushed aside. About half an hour into the conversation, Godin tells Tippet:

“The thing we don’t have enough of is we don’t have enough connection — we’re lonely… And if people can offer us connection and meaning and a place where we can be our best selves…it helps you make a better difference to the community that you’ve chosen to live in.”

It’s kind of one of those “no duh” situations, like “no duh you would work better with people that you’re confortable with.” It’s sort of a given. I’m sure many people know what he’s talking about when he says that making a difference is easier when you’re around people who give you the chance to do your best. I knew exactly what he was talking about, but prior to him saying it, it wasn’t something that people had straight out told me before. The idea of working with people I’m comfortable with was just something that I had kept at the back of my head.

Sometimes I’ll have one or two friends in a class, sometimes I’ll have more, sometimes I won’t have any. Bonding with my classmates isn’t something that I have much experience with. After listening to the podcast, I came to the conclusion that I should start gaining experience with making friends in my classes.

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Eight other students from my English class that dressed up for Halloween.

I don’t exactly look my best in this picture, but it’s still okay! For the twenty seconds that it took us to gather, pose, and check to see if the picture turned out nicely, I actually felt comfortable with this group of people. The environment and the vibe that my English class provides make me feel at home and at peace. I never realized how important it was to be comfortable with the people that are around you. I think I can easily give back to my community when there’s that feeling of security. The people that are close to you, physically and mentally, give you the chance to BE and DO your best.

When the podcast ended, I really thought that listening to the whole thing was completely worth it. Seth Godin provided so many different ideas about art and creating and giving. You can listen to the audio here or read the text here. The podcast-conversation is lengthy, but it truly is worth the time.

How Does an Individual Stand Out in a Community?

“…there was nothing that made her feel as if she belonged to [society]. Every gesture, every word, and even the silence of those with whom she came in contact, implied, and often expressed, that she was banished, and as much alone as if she had inhabited another sphere, or communicated with the common nature by other organs than the rest of human kind” – The Scarlet Letter

My whole life I have heard people say that I should be myself, that I should never let anyone or anything decide who I am or who I want to be. I always heard people say that the people and things around us shouldn’t have the effect that they have on us and that society is messed up for making people think that they don’t fit in. The one thing that doesn’t make sense is that each and every single individual make up the society, and we have the power to change what “society” thinks about each and every single one of us. So when are we going to start changing?

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I always ask myself how I am going to stand out apart from the rest of my friends, classmates, and family. I ask myself how I’m going to make a difference one day and what difference it’s going to be. I know that I can’t just pretend to live life to its fullest and I know that I don’t want to be just another face in the crowd. I want to be somebody. I want to be myself. I want to stand out from my community.

In The Scarlet Letter, written by Nathaniel Hawthorne, Hester Prynne definitely stands out in her community. Because of the sin that she committed, she is shamed and outcasted. Although Hester may not stand out in the way that most people would want to, she is set apart from that Puritan community, which punishes people who sin openly, but not those who sin in private. Hester does something that goes against what her community believes in, but in the end, she owns up to her sin and does not think of it as a sin any longer. She cherishes Pearl and believes that it was meant to be.

In the essay Walking the Path between Worlds by Lori Arviso Alvord, she talks about leaving her home to get an education and becoming a doctor. She says “Today Navajo children are still standing on the playgrounds where I stood, facing the critical decision I would face after I graduated from high school: to leave the rez, or to stay and cleave to traditional ways…I chose to leave and get an education, following the path of the books I loved so much.” Alvord chose to stand out in her community by doing something that was not precedented in her homeland. It was seen as bad luck to leave the four mountains surrounding her home, but she left for an education and became the first Navajo woman surgeon. Although she went through many struggles and had a hard time away from home, she succeeded and was able to help more people by leaving what was custom to her people.

Standing out in a community, a community which encourages you to be yourself and to share your true personality to make the world a better place yet does the exact opposite by identifying and categorizing people by , is not an easy task. So many people are caught up with trying to fit into society and pleasing other people, that they lose who they are on the inside. They’re busy keeping on this mask, that hides their true identity, and pretending to be something that they aren’t.

In Walt Disney Feature Animation’s 1998 version of Mulan, Fa Mulan sings about not being the person her parents want her to be. She looks at her reflection, and realizes that that’s not the person that is inside of her. Mulan’s “community” has inflicted on her so many different traditions and customs of matchmaking and marrying into another family for good fortune, that Mulan doesn’t identify herself with. She feels the need to be different from her surroundings and what her family wants her to be. Mulan is one of the few courageous enough to fight against social norms and fight to be herself. She fights to stand out in her community, and be unique.

Mulan (1998)

In his essay Small Changes, Malcolm Gladwell writes “By Thursday, the protestors numbered three hundred, including three white women.” At the beginning of the week, four Black men sat at the counter of a diner and were refused service. By the end of the week, hundreds of Blacks and a few white women were protesting the same diner and thousands of Blacks miles away were protesting at local diners as well. Those four Black men stood up and fought for themselves, unlike what other Blacks were doing at the time. Because of them, something new was started, and it changed the community for the better.

Seattle Community Chinese Girls Drill Team

Seattle Community Chinese Girls Drill Team

How do these girls stand out? How do they stand out when society looks at them and thinks of them as all the same, when society looks at them and labels them as the same? From this angle, they surely do all look the same, and to other people, they’ll look the same from any angle, but can they be the same on the inside? It’s what’s inside that counts, isn’t it? They all gather together to do something that they love, not because they look the same or because they want people to think that they look the same. They get together to celebrate something that they all cherish, but they are all different.

Midtown Manhattan, New York (Times Square)

Midtown Manhattan, New York (Times Square)

At first glance, none of these people stand out. They seem like ordinary people who have somewhere to be and are trying to get there. Every single person in this photo has a story, a unique one. They all are special and they all stand out to someone; a mom, a dad, a spouse, a child, a friend, etc.

Standing out as an individual from a community is not a simple, but if everyone tries together, things will indeed become much easier. If everyone were truly to be themselves, there would be no need to judge and criticize one another on each others’ characters. We could all be our own person, and still be a community.