Laziness + Busyness

Reading other people's blog makes me feel ashamed at my own laziness and excuse of being busy. So here is a small update of how I am doing in Chi-town.

I went to a gay bar last Friday with my classmates, and... I was chatted up by a woman. She walked up to me and asked, "do you need water or a make-out?" I was dumbstruck, first because I couldn't hear her very well and thought she asked me if I needed make-up, second because she then proceeded to put her hands on me. She danced behind me with her hands slithering, all the while, up and down. I felt really weird and tried to push her hands off, but then thought to myself, this is an expereince. I can't say I didn't enjoy it, but at the same time I can't say I enjoyed it either. It was more of a expereince that I decided to live through. I must admit she was a pretty good dancer, but for the record, I don't enjoy having a woman touching me up and down like she did. It is not even that she was a woman, I think I wouldn't enjoy being touched like that at a bar period. But it was an eye opening expereince. (Her girlfriend was patiently dancing behind her the whole time!)

I have always mentioned that I felt blessed in this world, and last Thursday I felt it again. I lost my cellphone somewhere and I called up various places, and in the end a bus driver kept my cell phone for me. He had it on his bus the whole day in case I would call or would get on the bus again. I felt so touched by his kindness and honesty. It makes me feel that I should be even kinder to people around me so I can accumulate a sphere of kindness around myself.

My original Christmas plans had been to go to Mexico and bathe in the sun, but unfortunately my other half is not able to fly over, so instead I may be flying back to Taiwan. I am not sure of the plans yet, but if so I would love to meet up with everyone.

Life at school has been hectic and challenging. I am learning about how little I know and how much more I need to learn in this world. But the good thing is that I feel support and encouragement all the time from people around me. My classmates aren't as competitive as I imagined and one of my classmate in particular, Jessica, is very helpful.

Being in graduate school is making me see a little more of real life as a journalist. The busyness; the constant search for stories, professionals to speak with; the frustration when no one replies; but also the satisfaction arising out of a finished article.

I think I enjoy this profession. I love talking to people and learning from them. Every day is a new day where I am absorbing some sort of information.

I hope after this year I will find a job somewhere writing and persuing my dreams:)