Man, I’m such a power blogger at 3AM. Maybe that’s the secret.
Anyways, this sums up my thoughts tonight perfectly.
What I Think About Love
Because I think the kind of love that we let in our lives tends to change us; it defines us. And thus we become defined not only by the love that we give, but also by the love that we are willing to receive.
Hawaii makes me want to be a better person.
I’ve had some of the best experiences in my life there, and I always have the best conversations on this island. Conversations that are inspiring, motivating, and often highlight paths to self-discovery and self-enlightenment – actually, this most likely should be attributed to the people with whom I’m having these conversations.
I never really got spirituality until I lived in Hawaii. Nature kind of forces you to be a part of it, and the sky always seems to be reflective of your mood.
With a view like this, you can’t help but absorb all the good vibes and positive energy of the sun and sand, and just let the waves take over.
Nothing else matters. It’s all about the here and now.
It’s been awhile, I know. But can you believe that it’s already been a year since I’ve moved to SF?
This time a year ago, I was moving my stuff cross-country to a city I’ve never even visited, only to just barely touch down before I was sent on a month-long trip to NY and London for training for my new job.
Now, an entire year later, I’m flying back to the UK for another trip.
It’s currently 3:36AM PST, but I’m currently pre-treating my future jet lag by working 12-5am PST this week so when I fly to the UK next week for work, I’ll be ready to go! (There are really other more important reasons as to why I’m working 12-5am PST, as I really don’t recommend trying to adjust to the time zone of your destination city before you actually get there.)
My circadian rhythm is very confused. I sleep til 1pm. Coffee at 8pm. Sentences start losing verbs around 4AM.
Anyways, this month is a flurry of trying to find a new place to live by Sept. 1 (eek!), a week-long trip to Europe, and figuring out how to tackle SF: Year 2, which will include blogging more. I promise promise promise.
SF: Year 1 Summary coming soon too.
(Although you might have to remind me since I probably won’t remember any of this happened tomorrow.)
This year it’s my Golden Birthday – turning 27 on the 27th. It only happens once in a lifetime, but then again, technically, doesn’t every day only happen once in a lifetime?
A year ago today, I had no idea what the future held, but I’m pretty sure I pictured turning 27 in a much different context. Not necessarily better, but definitely different. A lot can happen in a year. A month ago, I was dreading turning 27 because I felt like I haven’t accomplished all the things that I thought I would’ve done by now.
I’m starting to realize at 27, when people ask the million-dollar question, “What do you want to do in life?”, they actually start expecting serious answers. No longer do you get the chuckle and the response, “Oh, but you still have so much time,” when you say you don’t know. That doesn’t really fly anymore.
But since today is a joyous occasion, I’m going to list all of the things that I have done in with my life thus far. And because lists are fun.
- Graduated college (five years ago!!)
- Moved to Taiwan just because
- Lived in said foreign country for two years, and living like a diva no less
- Moved to Hawaii just because
- Traveled all around the island and fell hard in love with it
- Got a real job and got started on a path to a potential career
- Stayed in touch with my close friends from high school and college
- Made lots of new friends all over the world
- Traveled to Europe
- Traveled to Japan
- Traveled back to Hawaii multiple times since I’ve left
- Eaten my way around the world
- And yet, still managed to drop 2 pant sizes (this is recent, and I’m really proud of this one!)
Today, I turn 27 in a new city that I’m starting to fall in love with, living with the best roommates, surrounded with the love of family and friends that have stood with me through all the turbulence and nomadic decisions, and most importantly, I turn 27 with renewed feelings of ambition, humility, gratefulness, and faith for the future. It’s going to be a good year.
The weather is cold here in SF. If you ask me how I’m liking the city, I will always bring up how I hate how cold it is. Summers in Nashville and Taipei, and living in paradise have spoiled me.
It’s cold enough to make you want to stay in bed, trying to keep the heat in. I don’t think our heater works. That doesn’t help.
On this chilly Sunday, I’m in a poetic kind of mood. I saw Skyfall yesterday, and it was as great as everyone says it is. When was the last time a movie quoted poetry? Anyways, I went a-hunting and found the entire thing. It’s a good one, and I’ve been in need of inspiration lately. Inspiration to keep moving, to stay active, to pursue passions, to carve my place here in this new city.
Alfred,Lord Tennyson : Ulysses
It little profits that an idle king1,
By this still hearth, among these barren crags,
Matched with an agèd wife, I mete and dole
Unequal laws unto a savage race,
That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me.
I cannot rest from travel: I will drink
Life to the lees: all times I have enjoyed
Greatly, have suffered greatly, both with those
That loved me, and alone; on shore, and when
Through scudding drifts the rainy Hyades2
Vexed the dim sea: I am become a name;
For always roaming with a hungry heart
Much have I seen and known; cities of men
And manners, climates, councils, governments,
Myself not least, but honoured of them all;
And drunk delight of battle with my peers,
Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy3.
I am a part of all that I have met;
Yet all experience is an arch wherethrough
Gleams that untravelled world, whose margin fades
For ever and for ever when I move.
How dull it is to pause, to make an end,
To rust unburnished, not to shine in use!
As though to breathe were life. Life piled on life
Were all too little, and of one to me
Little remains: but every hour is saved
From that eternal silence, something more,
A bringer of new things; and vile it were
For some three suns to store and hoard myself,
And this grey spirit yearning in desire
To follow knowledge like a sinking star,
Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.
This my son, mine own Telemachus,
To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle—
Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil
This labour, by slow prudence to make mild
A rugged people, and through soft degrees
Subdue them to the useful and the good.
Most blameless is he, centred in the sphere
Of common duties, decent not to fail
In offices of tenderness, and pay
Meet adoration to my household gods,
When I am gone. He works his work, I mine.
There lies the port; the vessel puffs her sail:
There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners,
Souls that have toiled, and wrought, and thought
That ever with a frolic welcome took
The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed
Free hearts, free foreheads—you and I are old;
Old age hath yet his honour and his toil;
Death closes all: but something ere the end,
Some work of noble note, may yet be done,
Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods.
The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks:
The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep
Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends,
'Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die.
It may be that the gulfs will wash us down:
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles4,
And see the great Achilles5, whom we knew
Though much is taken, much abides; and though
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
One of the most memorable things we did in Hawaii was making swings and tying them up in random places. The inspiration was from the original swing on Mt. Tantalus, which was taken down shortly after we visited it, and a plain board put up months later.My friends decided to put up our own swings in some of our favorite places on the island. This one we tied up on the Wiliwilinui Ridge hike in Hawaii Kai. It’s not a hard hike, but you do have to put some effort into it, and the reward at the top is completely worth it. There’s a really good descriptive blog post about the hike here:
But this is the story behind the swing.
And if you do look under the swing, there would be a map with X marking the spots of the other swings around the island that we put up. Unfortunately, according to the most recent Yelp posts, it seems like this swing is no longer there. We do know that the first swing at Diamond Head beach was taken shortly after we put it up, but there is one more on the North Shore, which I’m hoping is still there. At the very least, I hope our swing is decorating someone’s living room mantle at the moment, even though we had meant to share this little piece of ourselves with all those who ventured down the same path.
When you move to a different city every year, it’s really hard to make new friends, especially if you’re not in school anymore. And if you actually do make new friends, it’s even harder to be really good friends and stay in touch once you leave again.
I’m really lucky to have a group of girlfriends that will visit me no matter what city/country/continent I’m in. My college roommates from Vandy, after one very short year of living together, are one of the best things that have ever happened to me.
They visited me while I was living in Taiwan (making pit stops during honeymoons and family vacations!), and this past weekend, they flew to San Francisco for another amazing reunion. We spent the entire weekend catching up, eating, exploring SF, eating, sleepovers, eating, biking, oh and did I mention eating?
Let me tell (and show) you how much four tiny Asian girls can eat.
Friday night -
- Dinner at Akiko’s – amazing sushi
- Muka, a dessert lounge – pitcher of sangria and four desserts
- Japanese Sweets – pre-breakfast snack
- Farmer’s Market – brunch
- Polk St. Festival – street food
- Mooncakes – snack
- Dinner at Limon – peruvian food, amazing chicken and ceviche
- Bi-Rite Ice Cream – dessert