From scorching Singapore to a Buffalo blizzard
I was ready to give up after my first day at UB.
I landed in Buffalo in the middle of a January snowstorm and just 33 hours earlier, I boarded a plane in 80-degree weather.
I’m multiracial, multiethnic, multicultural and I’ve lived in two countries in different hemispheres. I am no stranger to adaptation and transition.
Still, nothing could have prepared me for that snowstorm.