Nguyễn Quỳnh My
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looks like a journal, and too many abbreviations... the tense is debatable
anyway, pretty creative..
Luck w/u all
anyway, pretty creative..
Luck w/u all
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nguyen quynh my đã viết:looks like a journal, and too many abbreviations... the tense is debatable
anyway, pretty creative..
Luck w/u all
Lê Quỳnh Anh đã viết:William Blake said, “As the doors of perception were to be cleansed, everything would appear to men as it is truly infinite.” The awareness of the longest way in life was my first “door of perception.”
I am half way the world from my father now. But his last words to me at the airport still swim in my head, “Leave but don’t leave me!” Even Pink Floyd couldn’t be better!
I guess you just change and hover a bit with this essay from 'Why Bates?' to 'Why Reed?' right? Sorry if I have offended you.Trang Nguyen đã viết:Guys, it's 3 am and I'm totally high. This esay is a bit on crack. Tell me what u think.
WHY REED
“You go girl”: The girl in the mirror opposite me glows like a child when she argues about immigrant rights or inner city education. I love public speaking, for the pure joy of it. At Reed, I would gladly roll up my sleeves with the school’s national-awarded debaters to confront some perky eyes, raid the air with words, and especially to be silenced by sharper tongues.
Geek: Such a simple desire sets the basis for my career choice as an international business lawyer for foreign companies in my country. Standing at an East-West crossroad, Vietnam is caught in a puzzle of infant free markets, morphing identity and tangling international laws. I want to graduate from Reed as an economist and an international-policy expert, proving how pure Communism is like calculating infinity and attesting that foreign policy is such a zero-sum game.
Hommie: Vietnam is on the other side of the world, thus college is home. Only here can I plow through the vast library network, research in top-notch facilities, explore American democratic enterprise and then set off to Japan to learn about the only first-world economy in the Asiatic rim. Reed is it. Glancing at the mirror, I see a jaw-dropping, all-for-it version of the same girl, glowing at the possibilities ahead. Still intrigued, but now spunky like New Orleans’ jazz and crisp like the Midwestern air, she wants to bring it over to your place for the next wild time.