The Beau Rivage & Some Childhood Areas in Mississippi

Captured Dec 2014

Beau Rivage Casino & Resort in Biloxi

Pass High School, could have been our School

Pass Christian

Pass Christian, Ms.

Gulfport Beach

Beach Walk

Some Christmas Paintings

Thanksgiving With The Trans 2015

Promise

Promise yourself to live every day to the max; To dream big and see every glass as half full; To set high expectations for yourself and for those around you; To get things done rather than talking about them; To say you'll rather than complaining why you can't; To lead by example rather than through control; To win with integrity rather than at all costs; To make work fun rather than a chore; To face challenges head-on rather than surrending your dreams to fear; To raise your hand rather than pointing fingers; and to learn from mistakes rather than covering them up. During your journey, promise yourself to do your best and nothing less; To make people feel good about themselves and proud of their accomplishments; And to be as excited about the success of others as you are about your own. If you promise yourself anything less, you'll be letting yourself down. After all, a promise is a promise. 

Frank Sonnenberg

Cork Tile Paintings.

Working Out Today At The Pool

15 Facts About Theresa

14 Facts About Me!

14 FACTS About Me!

You learn something new everyday.

1) For those who don't know, I have a twin sister (Martha). I am older by 3 minutes. We were taken out early, because my mom could not handle the weight. So we were both each 4 lbs, born a month or a few months early.

2) I was born in Gulfport, Mississippi. My house was 2 minutes away from the beach, along the gulf coast. I lived in Mississippi for 10 years, about half my life now.

3) Growing up, my family owned a store, named "Lucky Food Market". So in elementary, I was known as the girl who owned the family store or as a the only Asian twins in school.

4) I moved to Texas, because of hurricane Katrina in 2005. The hurricane destroyed my home, store, and my school. So my dad decided it was best to move to avoid another hurricane by the coast.

5) When I am upset, stressed, sad or whatever, I always think of me being at the beach just sitting there, staring out into the never ending water and the sunset. My most favorite childhood memory would always be there. It's the best memory that relaxes me.

6) I LOVE dressing up!! I love wearing dresses and heels. Especially for wedding occasions.

7) I believe my best feature is my lips. I get my full lips from my mommy♥

8 ) I always smell my blankets , pillows, and my stuffed koala before I sleep. Something about my natural scent soothes me.

9) I have an older brother, who is about to be 30 years old this November. His name is Andrew smile emoticon

10) I like to be fit. I enjoy competitive swimming at my school. Swimming was one of the few things I looked forward to going to school. When I am not running, I enjoy recreational running.

11) I have a beauty mark by my nose that is fairly faint (or some people may call it a mole).

12) I enjoy math. The subject itself is challenging and I enjoy conquering them and becoming an engineer sounds perfect to me. I like taking on challenges no matter if you fail or pass, you always learn from it, like math!

13) My Vietnamese name is Thy, which is pronounced just the letter "T". (my sister's Vietnamese name is Vy, so most adults just call us TV getting our attention. lol"

14) As a little kid, me and my sister were very troublesome!!! When we were around 5-6 we got our hair cut at a hair salon in New Orleans, we hated the women there (I don't know why) and we would get their red lipstick on display and write all over their windows with lipstick and also I´m sure we did worse everywhere else we went. (Like picking out someone´s contacts and tearing them up not knowing what they even were or writing in permanent marker across my cousin's phone)

My Number One Fear

Unfortunately these past few days going home from school, I have seen several car accidents. The first accident I saw was right before the exit split towards Denton/Waco. It was minor but it was still an accident. The bumper of the back of a car had just fallen off. I just hope it was minor enough that no one was not seriously hurt.

Sadly the next few accidents were not the case. On the way towards home near the slit to I-20 Dallas East and Abilene and there was a big semi truck and a regular truck blocking about the whole half right side of the highway. Although I was not able to see much, I did notice the first half of the truck was all smooshed in as well as the semi truck. After seeing that accident, I was stopped up by the exit on McCart only to realize there was another car incident that appeared the car somehow managed to drive into the pole. Thank goodness I was not able to see anything much, but all I can do is everyone in the car will be okay. So in total, I saw three accidents all on one trip coming home from school. 

The next day later I saw an accident that I have to say was the worst accident I have seen growing up. It was right in the middle of the intersection between McCart and Westcreek. I was driving down the road and it took over 40 minutes to go down the stretch which was only less than a mile length. As I drove closer, I noticed there was a lady police officer constructing traffic even when the traffic lights were working properly. All of the four lanes had to merge to one lane on the right. There was a firetruck blocking something but I didn't think much of it until I was finally able to drive forward. Behind the firetruck, were two badly damaged cars. Both cars had the whole front pushed in and what made me truly heartbroken was the trail of fluid that led about 2 meters long. It appeared they have covered with it with cat litter or sand. It may could have been easily car fluids they covered up and not blood. I did only get about 5 quick seconds to observe the scene. But within the few second, I couldn't help but think the worse of the accident, and it may very well have been or maybe it was a tragic accident. I will never know, but I can do is pray there are all okay that was involved in the incident.

My number one fear is losing a love one to a tragic car accident. I have a big fear of spiders, but losing someone I love will always be a bigger fear to me. Even if that meant having a mini heart attack of a hairy tarantula running towards me. I rather have that over the news of a loved one being involved of an accident. 

I wish accidents never had to happen and I'm sure everyone else acknowledge that too, but they do happen. They are inevitable and most of the time are something that is out of our control that just happens. 

I know in certain situations we can't do much, but the least we can all is be extra careful when crossing intersections, drive at a reasonable safe speed, and don't have poor judgement. And most importantly don't drink and drive! :D

¨ Think of your future, think of your date. Then, think before making a fatal mistake. Don't Drink & Drive¨

Poem- Haunting Double

Haunting Double

The faint snow falling in the back,

Frosty, crystalline, cold beauty as a gem, yet jagged as a knife.

The snowman watching shaking his head, he wouldn’t let me be.

The snowman follows me with eyes, warning me.

A sudden change of cold bitter wind, suddenly I feel the betrayal.

With one look, I see my reflection.

Nói Dôi! Haunting she seemed, yet it was her again, I tried to shoo.

I lived the day they thought I never knew - there were two.

Haunting, chilling - Christmas will never be the same.

My spitting image, shall I say.

Chills you give me, beyond the winter gust.

Oh joy it would be to have met you, yet I feel I already trust.

The snow melts, and yet it is eerie how you follow.

You mock my walks, my gestures, and queerly you look a little pale,

It is as if we are on a different frequency scale.

Abandoned, lonely, you try to reach me. With every effort, I nudge away.

Taken away you had no choice,

killed within seconds,

born without you,

you’ve gone your own way.

Poem: Her Dad- A Man

Her Dad - A Man

That grainy, colored photograph, which every time she looks gives her mixed emotions.

She closes her eyes, feels the warm sunlight, and hears the sound of the ocean.

A mother and her daughter; everyday growing sharper.

A picture of three smiling and playing in the water.

She hears soft laughter from her daughter as she wobbles around in sand.

Nothing but wavy brown curls and her soft chubby hands.

Reminiscing yet pained, she questions why he had to leave so soon, a choice taken away by fate.

Our little bundle of joy continues to love you even with the little memory, she learned not to hate.

Despite the odds, where he is not here today to help his daughter into bed,

And to answer the silly questions inside her head.

Where is he to show

How a real man should love a woman, I guess they both will never know.

With her daughter laughing in the distance, she comes back into reality - flushed back with pain Away from the happy memory of three in the sand.

Everyday the baby girl grows up mirthful and smart, even without the the one important thing in Her life, her dad - a man.

[This poem was written for one of my English classes]