Random by Design, Successful by Focus.

People often find my resume a bit... chaotic. One day I’m dissecting a STEM project, the next I’m lost in the melodies of a Highland lullaby. But here is the thing:

My interests may be random, but my results never are.

I don't just 'try' things; I immerse myself until the random becomes mastered I couldn’t help but wonder if being all over the place was a flaw, or if it was actually my greatest strength. I chose the latter.

MY INTERESTS MAY BE RANDOM, BUT MY RESULTS NEVER ARE

MY CHILDHOOD

I grew up in a house where silence was rare. Before the international awards and the grand stages, there was the "living room stage." My childhood was defined by the echo of karaoke nights and the audacity of a kid who would volunteer to sing at every local event. My dad even built a dedicated karaoke room when we moved—basically my first "stadium."

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I grew up in a house where silence was rare. Before the international awards and the grand stages, there was the "living room stage." My childhood was defined by the echo of karaoke nights and the audacity of a kid who would volunteer to sing at every local event. My dad even built a dedicated karaoke room when we moved—basically my first "stadium."

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I grew up in a house where silence was rare. Before the international awards and the grand stages, there was the "living room stage." My childhood was defined by the echo of karaoke nights and the audacity of a kid who would volunteer to sing at every local event. My dad even built a dedicated karaoke room when we moved—basically my first "stadium."

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By 5th grade, while others were playing tag, I was forming my first band and joining the school choir. That was the start of an 8-year journey traveling abroad, collecting international trophies, and learning that music is the ultimate universal language.

Accidental Roots

the Central Highlands

For a long time, the Central Highlands (Tây Nguyên) was just a name on a map for mea place where my mother came from, but a world I felt little connection to. That changed during my final year in the choir.

For a long time, the Central Highlands (Tây Nguyên) was just a name on a map for mea place where my mother came from, but a world I felt little connection to. That changed during my final year in the choir.

For a long time, the Central Highlands (Tây Nguyên) was just a name on a map for mea place where my mother came from, but a world I felt little connection to. That changed during my final year in the choir.

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