Ever since high school, I would keep my timetable busy because it made me feel a. Accomplished and b. I didnt waste time. Lunch usually was 20 min actual eating, 40 min studying, or on other days it could be 40 mins thinking about choreography and debating. My form 6 (year 12) Saturdays looked like this: 9-12 french class in Jordan, 1:30-2:30 dance class in Yau Ma Tei, and then I'd go back to Taipo to tutor a form 4 family friend Englsih from 4-5. Occasionally going to universitiy fairs. Mind you my parents never drove in Hong Kong so basically I did that all by myself. I'm not gonna throw in the yoga and jogs but you get the gist. This was maintained for a year before I went to form 7 (year 13). And by this time I have mastered the art of "standing and studying" on the mtr as well "walking and studying", in which I'll try now finally to get to my point...
Ever since I started the school year 2013-2014, I had a few goals for myself: a. Establish a reputation at Island School whether it's within the Special Needs department or with the debate team b. Get into grad school, so studying for my test, writing my essay and getting all the references and documents c. Save up money for grad sch. And to do that I used up a whole lot of time and energy and saw myself saying more and more to my students, let's "walk and talk" (about a debate or public speech that we've just talked about for the past hour and 45 mins after school, so we can catch the bus). Today getting off my part time editorial work, I bought Mcdonalds from Queens Road Central and "walked and ate" by the time I got to the pier I finished a whole meal. Did it feel great? Physically, no, Mcdonalds itself is bad enough for dinner but eating and walking is worse. But mentally it felt great.Because it felt like I ticked off dinner and walking to the pier at the same time, giving me the time to blog this epiphany on the bus home.
I used to often wonder "Do I just the talk about not giving into the money world of Hong Kong, how I love literature and would do anything to teach lit or be a published author? All the shit I talk about pursuing my dream? Or not settling for a certain type of guy? That I don't walk the walk?"
Today I just realized i have metaphorically and literally "Talked the talk and walked the walk" I talk about and believe in my dreams. And I will "walk and study", "walk and talk about debates" and "walk and eat my dinner."
Life is like a walk in the park, everyone knows that clichè. But I guess I'm that person who walks and does, I multitask till i suceed. And I love being that tenacious person. Do random people blog their epiphanies on the hour long bus ride home at 8:30? Skimming the upper deck probably not. There are either people dozing off or people playing candy crush. Sometimes I wonder if they feel like zombies but sometimes I wonder am i just wired differently? Don't get me wrong, I watch Jimmy Kimmel and Ellen Degeneres quite religiously and shamefully on youtube during some rides, but when I hit a moment of truth, I am desperate to write it down.
I just want to say, I love what I'm doing, even though no one really reads my blogs. I'm glad I have achieved my goals and on top of that found myself two and a half summer jobs, the editorial which I am very delighted to get back into, teaching the summer English camps with ESF and some private tutoring. I will keep being the tenacious talk-and-walk-and-talker that I am wired to be quite proudly, yet cautiously of my health.
Don't get me wrong, I think it's normal to doze off or candy crush on the bus, but I just hope the story behind them are more than office jobs they dread everyday for moments of vanity.
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