My story

There are a lot of ways to look at an only child. I knew that since a child, fulfilling my family's aspirations was a way of being the only best and brightest, a way to carry my father's footsteps. But things changed when my father passed away. Even though I found myself only to left with emptiness and distraught, I have also realized the importance of the legacy he had left me.
There have been challenges for my mother of course, from downsizing the family to working three different jobs and raising me single handedly; my mother was putting one foot in front of the other with strength and courage. She always thought of me as an intelligent and caring child. I would say that these characteristics were once reflected in the grades and comments left by my primary school teachers. But as I gradually emerge into secondary school, I realized it was more of a struggle to come to terms with life and live amidst unspeakable terrors for fear that my life without a dad would dictate my inability to excel in school. Due to these circumstances, I began to lose interest and momentum in studying at grade 9, and eventually quit school.
It was because that I made bad company, took up smoking and was under the influence of drugs; and because I was not returning home under the age of sixteen at that time, my mother got a juvenile court to file me for beyond parental control. I was later sent into a girls' hostel. Since I was on financial aid, I decided to make use of a private school system that was provided in the hostel and prepared myself for the Cambridge O levels in hope that I could continue the path where I left off. However, I did not have the guts to keep going, and was afraid to risk letting not just my mother down but my dad's side of the family down too. The dilemma led to a decision to forgo this opportunity. My dad's side of the family on the other hand, consists of well-educated people whom they had achieved academic and career successes. Hence, it became a torment, as each step towards striving for an education was a feeling of intimidation and inferiority towards my cousins whom I'd always envied them for having the support coming from a perfect family.
The fear that has struck with me through the years caused me to leave the hostel, with an unfinished education, venturing on my own. I decided to begin my college career working as a sales representative and an administrator. Even though I had attained almost two years of experience in the working society, there is something innate that yearns to see the bigger potential in me. While I even tried to attain a private diploma only to give up in between, the consistency in failing then convinced me not to study for the time being until I was working well enough to support an education that I was mentally ready for.
I continued working, served as a youth volunteer, and even applied as a volunteer performer at Singapore's National Day Parade in 2014. I soon found joy and contentment in active volunteering and began more involved in the community.  Gradually, my search for joy changed to a longing for hope. I comforted myself with the only thing that still connected with me to my family: love. After long periods of separation with my family, covering up my fear, I got in touch with my dad's side of the family again. As I embraced the warmth and restoration of a family that I have long-neglected, I finally took the last straw of taking the Cambridge O levels as a private candidate. Even though I may have not done so well, I was fortunate that my uncle and aunt later offered me an opportunity to study in the states. 
Today, I realized that given another chance, I could correct my mistakes and open myself to doors of greater opportunities. My most important work is also to complete the first two years of Bachelor's Degree at Edmonds Community College, while at the same time working as an international marketing assistant at the college's International Student Services center. Aside from that, I was also nominated by the Center for Student Engagement and Leadership as a volunteer captain, and was given the opportunity to serve as a mentee to a mentor in the finance department. I have gained a whole lot more of experience which I am entirely grateful for, and I realized that the pain of losing my father and failing in studies was a cleansing experience that mold me into a person with dreams and goals today. 
As I learn how to throw overboard all excess baggage and keep only what is essential, I realized what's essential now is to succeed with great extent, to continue to guide and encourage my cousins and other people whom they are not as fortunate to turn their lives like how I did into an opportunity of growth. In the near future, I hope to connect with the global world while pursuing a major in entrepreneurship and to attain a certificate in International Business, hopefully in the University of Washington.