Features, Writing

I Have One Of Australia’s Most Common Surnames, But No-One Can Pronounce It

Nuh-goo-yen.

Nig-uh-dee-yen.

Nuh-gai-en.

Those are just a few of the ways I’ve heard my surname mangled by well-meaning Australian friends and strangers.

I’ll admit it’s only recently that I’ve begun to pronounce it correctly to non-Vietnamese people – for a long time, I didn’t want to inconvenience or confuse anyone. When they asked what my name was, I said New-en – it was less complicated for them, even if it made me uneasy.

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Daily Life

It’s pointless to beg for ‘closure’ after a heartbreak

This time last year, I had my heart broken. Crushed. Obliterated. It was an acute pain like none I’d ever experienced before – it honestly felt I was like dying.

For months afterwards, I begged for answers. My ex and I would spend hours on the phone, talking in circles, and we would both leave the conversation feeling the same way: defeated, frustrated. Until the next conversation, and then it would start all over again.

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Features

A Hiccup In Your Happiness

It always hurts the same way, like a new pain each time. The light goes out and you feel like you’re dying and you lie awake and become familiar with the stains and scratches on the ceiling, as if they are hieroglyphics with messages hidden in them just for you, or puzzles that are solved by staring at them for hours and hours and hours on end.

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Features, Writing

What Donald Trump means to a young Asian-Australian

We are living in a strange and frightening time where bigotry is legitimised and given the ultimate position of power. In the weeks since Trump was elected I have seen my friends, who are also people of colour (POC), vocalise their fears on social media; I have held friends as they cried, wondering aloud why the world hates people like us. I have felt the fear myself as I hear reports of violence in Australia against people of colour, of Trump supporters at universities yelling at minorities. I have felt despair grip me and have worried for anyone who is ‘outside’ of the white mainstream, especially my Muslim friends.

But there is hope in this time of abject terror, and it comes in the form of unity.

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In this day and age, why do we insist that “sex” still has to be penetrative?

During a drunken conversation with a friend recently, she asked how many people I had slept with. I opened my mouth, about to divulge, when she chimed in again: “I mean full sex only. Other stuff doesn’t count.”

“Wait a second,” I said. “What about same-sex couples? Does that not count?”

“Well, of course THAT counts,” she scoffed. “But for heterosexuals, it’s just P in V. Everything else is sexual activity, not sex.”

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