First day of spring quarter was DOPE

I officially have ten weeks left as a college freshman. WHAT????? I have a compulsive tendency to waste a lot of time wondering about all the other alternate universes I canceled out by making a certain decision, whether it's an alternate universe where I had gone to another college or taken Chem31A in the fall… Continue reading First day of spring quarter was DOPE

I’m Asian American, and I’m wondering why politicians don’t think I exist

I was eight when my parents first became citizens of the United States. I remember watching my mom rummage through her closet, tossing handfuls of shirts over her shoulders as she curated an outfit to take her Oath of Allegiance in. I remember running my go-gurt covered fingers over the shiny leather cover of my dad’s new American passport, marveling at the multicolored seal overlaid on his photo.

On Growing Up As an Unskinny Asian

Originally published on Growing up as an Asian American, I knew I would never have the long legs or double lidded blue eyes of the models that graced the TV screens and magazines I saw. Hell, I might not even have the tan skin if my melanin continued to refuse to cooperate. I recognized… Continue reading On Growing Up As an Unskinny Asian

Name Shame Games

For me, my legal name Ting Wei Chang has always been associated with dreaded AP exams, awkward first day of school roll calls, and long lines at airport immigration. It’s never been a name I’ve liked or used unless out of complete necessity. Even though Juliana doesn’t appear anywhere on any of my legal records,… Continue reading Name Shame Games