我開始在歷史上排擠像我這樣背景之少數族裔的空間中佔有一席之位，但它卻變成一個我無法自由表達自己的空間，因為我不得不改變我的穿著和說話方式，且有很長一段時間我不使用西班牙語，導致有時我甚至很難與家人溝通時找到並用對詞彙。

Aprendí a poner a la audiencia primero pensando en lo que ellos quieren leer, y no en lo que yo quiero escribir.

That’s because being a bridge student is nothing to be ashamed of; if there is shame, it lies only with the institution itself.

This was an incredibly dense crash course into science journalism and seems to have successfully prepared me for a future in it.

As the months wore on, I began to dread going to work but I didn’t know how to take a break. I didn’t know that quitting was an option.

Almost teared up when one past fellow said “if you are here, you are good enough.” Recovering from academitis where it seldom felt that way.

Maybe I would thrive in a traditional newsroom. Who knows? But right now, I believe TCUS is the right place for me.

I live in a city that is almost an exact replica of the one in my childhood dreams. Ironically, the one thing that is missing is happiness.

I drifted away from Kiskeya and with it, part of myself.

I felt confused about how I could apply my writing skills as a science major. To me, science and writing seemed like two different worlds.