Rants and Rambles

So long, Marlins... At last, the long days of high school have culminated to an end. June was filled with graduation events that barely left me a couple of weeks, sometimes days, to catch my breath before another wave of events engulfed me. The years of devouring Disney Channel TV shows had imprinted on my mind a concrete notion of a perfect graduation night (or valedictory as my school calls it): girls with stunning dresses, shiny stilettos, glittery lipstick and boys with smoothly-ironed tuxedos throwing caps under a peach-tinted sunset, while a marching band plays on a vast green stadium. Never had I known my valedictory would take place on a pouring night at a small church, way off on the other side of the city. Rather than putting on a dress like most of my female classmates, I wore a jade áo dài, the traditional Vietnamese attire for women. Underneath the navy graduation gown, only the hind flap and white pants indicated the áo dài, but I was immensely pleased with my outfit. On...