Author: Tiffany Mi

A simple shift in perspective, a bold step towards the unknown, a gutsy effort to brush away discomfort and venture out: this is the prologue to my ongoing journey outside of my comfort zone.  Once, before coming to the Claremont Colleges and certainly before learning about the language lunch tables offered here, I found out about

The bags under my eyes could carry a week's worth of groceries, and I was ready to call it a day. But something was still unfinished. Slowly, I craned my head around to the screen two feet away from my face. The document was empty except for a sorry-looking header and the blinking cursor. In

Two girls walked past me, absorbed in a juicy conversation. I caught the words “lip injection” and immediately came to a conclusion about them, but then I realized I had no reason to believe I knew what these girls are talking about. For the first time in a while, I was mindful

In some ways, we are words. In some ways, words are everything. But what about fiction? If what we read isn’t real, can it still be true? How does it apply to us? Made-up characters and storylines may not be true in the literal sense, but they are the brainchildren of real people