From: Alyssa Nguyen [alyssa@vnisoft.com]
Sent:
Saturday, August 14, 1999 06:33
To: Undisclosed Recipients
Subject: “When will my reflection show
who I am inside?”
Hey everybody,
Some of
you have asked "Who is Alyssa?" without getting much of an answer, or if
you do get an answer, it's somewhat cryptic; nobody at school seems to know, yet
the online information clearly says "Bolsa Grande High School class of '99."
There's no mention in the yearbook or any other school documents from the past
four years. Some of the information you have seems to coincide pretty well with
what you know about another person, but you can't really be sure... or can
you?
Well,
here's an answer, one which I know now is long overdue; if I had been more
honest with myself earlier, all of you probably would've received this letter,
or at least the information contained within it, a lot
sooner.
The "short
answer" is plain and simple. Who is Alyssa? I am. Who are you?
j/k
The "long
answer," as you can probably imagine, is a little bit more involved. One
explanation I've given which seemed to work quite well is that Alyssa is someone
who only exists online; she's someone I would much rather be in the real world
as well. I know at this point many of you are going to tell me that I shouldn't
try to be something I'm not, and to just simply "be myself." In the past, it
hasn't been easy for me to "be myself" without being teased by others for being
a "wimp" or a "sissy" or simply put, "acting like a girl." I suppose this might
be part of why as people say, I'm quiet and keep myself hidden from others.
Hiding my "true self" I guess. I don't think I've been able to really be myself
in a social situation without feeling really awkward about it... (by "social
situation," I mean at a party or something rather than in class, at an MUN
conference, or other places where it's necessary to have a somewhat
"professional" image) The song "Reflection" sums up that aspect of it pretty
well, I think. (You can go ahead and skip the lyrics if you want... I have more
below it)
Look at me
You may think you
see
who I really am
but you'll never
know me
Ev'ry day
it's as if I play
a part
Now I see
if I wear a
mask
I can fool the world
but I
cannot fool my heart
Who is that girl I see
staring straight back at me?
When will my
reflection show
who I am
inside?
I am now
in a
world where I have to
hide my heart
and what I believe in
But somehow
I will
show the world
What's inside my heart
and be loved for who I am
Who is
that girl I see
staring straight back
at me?
Why is my reflection
someone I don't know?
Must I pretend that
I'm
someone else for all time?
When will my reflection show
who I am inside?
There's a heart
that must
be free to fly
that burns
with a need
to know the reason why
Why must we all
conceal
What we think
How we feel?
Must there be a secret me
I'm
forced to hide?
I won't pretend that I'm
someone else
for all time
When will my reflection
show
who I am inside?
When will my
reflection show
who I am
inside?
I've felt
that I've only really had the chance to be myself online, where it doesn't
really matter what you look or sound like and people don't really care either.
All that's visible is what you have to say, and people don't have preconceived
notions based on appearances. Many barriers are broken down online, but there
are a few drawbacks as well. For one thing, the pickup lines I sometimes get on
ICQ or IRC are a bit on the annoying side; some guys seem to think that just
because they live in the same state I do and/or share the same ethnic background
that I should talk to them. Fast, global communications comes at a price, it
seems, and the world doesn't seem to have a shortage of idiots. As Albert
Einstein supposedly said, "Only two things are infinite, the universe and human
stupidity, and I'm not sure about the former."
The
Internet is not totally free of misconceptions though; Jerry Springer seems
to be what a lot of people think of when a topic like this comes up.
Although I've never seen his show myself, I'm told it's pretty bad; I'm guessing
that I'm nothing like the people featured on his show. Those people I guess are
portrayed as being freaks; I just want to be able to live a "normal" life and
not be bothered by it. Another misconception seems to be that people who
identify as being transsexual are also homosexual. I don't know how else to say
it, but that's just plain wrong. I identify myself with the female gender; being
attracted to males wouldn't make me homosexual, but being attracted to females
would. Easy enough to understand?
I see this
more offline than online, but two terms that are sometimes confused are
"transvestite" and "transsexual." Simply put, a transvestite is someone who
feels a need to wear clothing appropriate for the opposite sex (your so-called
"cross dresser"), whereas transsexuals need to *be* the opposite sex. That is,
clothing often isn't as important to the transsexual as it is to the
transvestite. Then again, some people would say these terms are antiquated or
not "politically correct".... So sue me. On second thought, don't. I lack the
funds. =P
A question
that comes up at this point I guess is why I decided to join the Navy. The
answer to this is going to be somewhat brief, because I'm getting really tired
right now and I want to go to sleep. =P First and foremost, it's not some stupid
attempt to prove my "masculinity" to the world; I have better things to do with
my time. My primary motivation believe it or not is money. The program I signed
up for gets me $40,000 towards college, and all the training I'll get in the
Navy can count as up to 72 semester hours of college credit. There will be
many opportunities for me to get all the credits required for a bachelor's
degree too; if all goes well, I'll at least have one after my 5 years in the
Navy. The amount of money I'll be paid isn't spectacular (around $1000/mo
starting off), but you also have to consider that housing, food, and various
other expenses are already taken care of. I hope to be a millionaire through
investing by the time I get out too. ;)
If you
have any questions, anything you want me to clarify, or if you otherwise want to
communicate with me, you can e-mail me within the next 36 hours or so. I leave
for boot camp on Tuesday, but I'll be gone Monday afternoon. Oh, and please, by
all means, feel free forward this message to Van, Jane, and anybody else I may
have missed or may have been unable to reach because they don't have e-mail. But
only to people I know, please. =P
Votre
Amie,
[real
name] Nguyen aka Alyssa Nguyen
P.S. For
those of you who are taking/have taken French, the "e" in "Amie" is *not* a
typo, if that's not already obvious. ;) Also, do any of you know any Vietnamese
female names, and their meanings? As much as I like the name Alyssa, I'd like to
have a Vietnamese name as well. =\ I don't want a particularly common name
either... there seem to be enough people named "My Le Nguyen" out there ;)
(Sorry My Le!)
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Revised: 11 July 2000 13:27 -0700.