Vincent Chan
UCLA Class of 2014
When I was in my first year of high school, I had received a horrible grade in my class since I sat all the way in the back and could not see the white board from where I was sitting.
During middle school, I had particip
I do what I do because I cannot do what I want to do in the future if I don’t do what I do now.
Clubbing? Fun! Traveling? Fun! Just chilling? Always fun! But… studying which I do now? Not that fun…
So why do I lock myself in a library and my room to re
I once was a big fish in a little sea and I don’t know how to swim away. I grew up in a very small town where four cars inching along behind a tractor were considered “traffic jams”. Only a few months ago, local grocery store owners and Subway worker
I do what I do because I want to be a champion. I want to be the best golf player in the world and I am willing to do everything I can to achieve such dream. I have left my country, my family, my friends, my girlfriend, and came all across the world
In high school, I almost killed someone. I was waiting outside for my class to start when I decided to casually kick a big rock. The rock went flying over the edge of a wall and came within inches of hitting a girl in the face. I took a deep breath a
It was 30 minutes before my glorious battle for me to learn from and show off my basketball skills to the best of the best. My heart was bumping like it was going to explode. My eleven-year-old heart could not contain my burst of excitement. This exc
I will always be broken. When I was fourteen years old, my parents gave me the opportunity to go to a private boarding school in England, where I was born. I have never really been a home person, at least not in America, and I was ecstatic and seized
It intrigues me that everyone in the world is capable of asking the same question before their time is up. Why is it that everyone asks this same question? Why is it that everyone ponders this same idea? Why is it that this feeling is so inherent in
Success has never been handed to someone; it has always been a byproduct of an unyielding sense of personal drive to become better… So you ask why I (Brett Hundley) do what I do.
It’s the feeling of failing and being able to get up and try again, to f
Every moment of each day there is always something for me to worry about. Whether it is those midterms coming up next week, or that boy whose heart I have to break or that boy I want to pursue, or that very troubled friend going through so much, or t
My name is Reckon. Like the word old Westerners used. Ever since I can remember, whenever people have asked for my name, it’s always followed by a “Really?” or “How do you spell that?” By now I’ve gotten used to it but it’s annoyed me to the point th
Why do you do what you do? Every person makes countless numbers of decisions to do certain things on a daily basis, it can be as simple as making cereal for breakfast to as complex and life changing as finding a spouse you will spend the rest of your
By 2500, all of mankind will be in space. To be honest, I am not certain if that is the case, however, what I do know is that due to increasingly rapid technological advances; the space age is going to come sooner than we think.
Ever since I was a chi
Train Hard, Play harder. My college experience so far has had a great impact in my life and has changed me as an individual. My life long dream of playing professional baseball continues to drive me every single day of my life and the college experie
If one were to witness the sounds of a girl moaning from the pleasures of sexual intercourse, he would probably dismiss those sounds as noise. However, I believe those sounds have a unique role in certain musical creations and should be understood as
If one were to witness the sounds of a girl moaning from the pleasures of sexual intercourse, he would probably dismiss those sounds as noise. However, I believe those sounds have a unique role in certain musical creations and should be understood as
I still remember begging my parents for it. I was only six years old but I knew that it was something I wanted. The piano is such a beautiful instrument; it can produce so many complex sounds and make an audience feel a certain emotion. My parents we
LEXUS: Luxury EXported to the United States. Stemming from this acronym, a close friend and I made up a little saying a few years back that we hope to live by when we are older: “Live in Luxury.” For us, luxury is more than just being incredibly we
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