There were times in our lives where despair seem to take the toll to our normality. Today is one such time. Back in high school, a teacher taught me how to make a resume. She asked one simple question, but in a typical elusive but straightforward American euphemism "those job interviewers would want to know one thing: what makes you 'you'". The answer's a tricky, precisely because of how the question was phrased. If what makes me 'me' is a trick, then what is 'me' or more to the point, who is 'me'? I just feel that as of today, the list of criteria that goes with answering that question has gotten longer. There was no typical academic achievements, grades, recommendation letters, medals, ribbons of valors, and certificates to refer to. 'Me' is not defined in numbers, arbitrary labels of bad, good, excellent, or daily accounts of personal diaries. The term 'me' is concerned with the today and the present. Nothing pre-existing or pre-adjusted condition must be taken into account, because after all, if we were born yesterday, it's just a matter how we interpret yesterday today.