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Residential life
I lived on campus at university for four years, three at UCLA and one at York. Though at times I felt a little old, I never regretted it and I’m really glad that I had the foresight to do so. After all, apartment life is plentiful after graduating, but dorm life is limited to those few years. Or should I say, residential life? The Office of Residential life was always very picky about what words they used to describe things: residence hall, rather than dormitory; learning center, rather than computer lab; dining halls or boutique eateries, rather than cafeterias or restaurants. It’s true enough, the words you use do carry a certain connotation, so residential life it is. Sounds more homey, doesn’t it? Exactly the point.
So anyway, I loved the residential life experience mainly because of its openness. Where else can you keep your door open whenever you’re in, say hi to your neighbors for no good reason without getting weird looks, and hang out in the hallways and lounges for fun? Everyone is free to be wherever they want, whenever they want and they’re not judged for it. Imagine laying around in the hallway of an apartment complex. It just feels wrong. Yet doing so in the middle of the night in the res halls was perfectly normal (and could even make you some new friends).
People feel safer and are more trusting in an environment where everyone is the same. We’re all just students, barely adults, all new to the place and finding our way in life. It’s great to have the freedom to sleep whenever we want, eat (nearly) whatever we want whenever we want, and socialize however we want. It also helps that we have food available to us from about 7 AM to 2 AM every day! We don’t have to worry about cooking our own food and a delicious meal is but a card swipe away. That also makes it much more conducive for people to socialize over shared food. I really do think there is no better uniter than a good meal. In fact, I do most of my socializing with some sort of nourishment, whether it’s a meal, dessert run, or just a drink.
Besides all of that, being in college in general is just great. Thousands of students of (generally) similar caliber are alongside you, everyone learning amazing things in their respective majors. Most have no idea what they’re going to accomplish in their lives and have a world of possibilities ahead of them. For many, it’s the first time they’ve lived away from home and get to experience the freedom to schedule their lives however they like. There’s a great energy in the air in residential halls, which are bustling with life anywhere from 8 AM to 2 AM. And there certainly is no other place like it on earth. Especially none quite like UCLA on-campus living!
Broken and fragile
Not very durable, are they?
I am now on my third charger for the same laptop! Yikes.
Markets and bazaars
To continue my story about shopping (and sandals)…
Since my trip to Chatuchak, the big weekend market, didn’t yield anything to show for all my troubles, I decided to go to the Bangkok Night Bazaar for a second go at getting some Thai memorabilia. I instantly liked the place better – even though it had a smaller selection, it had more of the things I like. I managed to find some adorable little elephant keychains that would be perfect gift items. I came across a stall with the type of lamps that I’ve always wanted to get once I have my own place – it was a pity I couldn’t purchase them yet! I treated myself to a purple stone ring and a pair of earrings and I even got Panda a leather wallet (which I felt he needed as a symbol of professionalism).
I had heard that there was a fish spa at this market, so I asked around until I found one. It was pricier than the girl at the hostel had told me, so I decided to keep looking. (Plus it was decorated with way too much pink – I don’t think I could have sat in there for very long.) I eventually got directed to the right place and happily stuck my feet in for a 15 minutes. The fish quickly came along and began to gently nibble at my feet and ankles. Since the skin around ankles is very thin, it tickled a lot when they targeted that area, so I was chuckling to myself quite often. After a few minutes, I got more used to it and no longer had to wiggle my feet to shoo the fish away for a moment or take my feet out entirely to recover. I was tempted to go for another 15 minutes, but decided that for the first time, that was plenty. My feet felt softer and refreshed afterward, though I’m not sure if it was because of the fish or just soaking my feet in water. I’m pretty sure the dead skin that the fish got rid of for me was a major factor though. Too bad there aren’t fish spas where I live! They’re supposed to be good for people with skin conditions, like eczema and psoriasis, and though I don’t think I have those, I do have strange skin conditions sometimes.
Now as for Hong Kong, there was quite the variety of markets available! I spent an entire day going from the Bird Market to the Flower Market to the Goldfish Market to the Ladies’ Market to the Jade Market and finally to the Night Market. It was a little tricky to find the Bird Market, but when I got there, I felt like I was walking into my childhood. The gates were of a traditional Chinese design, the bird cages were the bamboo types that my grandfather uses, and there were some Chinese men sitting around enjoying the chirps of the birds.
Right next to that was the Flower Market, true to its name with a lot of flowers and plants in general. Actually, a lot of what they sold were just plants, but hey “Plant Market” hardly sounds as appealing, right? This place was a treasure trove, with brilliantly-colored flowers, plants shaped to look like little green creatures, bouquets bursting with all kinds of species, huge lily flowers, and even lotus flowers, complete with buds! My favorite were the vases that eat flies. I’ve always wanted a Venus flytrap, so any “carnivorous” plant will do! Oh, and I also liked the kitty who was sitting in one of the shops. 😛
A bit of a walk away was the Goldfish Market, which was more of an amazing animal market. It was mostly aquarium type animals, but I did find some adorable little kittens and even this crazy HUGE beetle that was about the size of a child’s fist. It was still true to its name though, with a huge variety of goldfish for sale, often put out in rows and rows of plastic bags, ready to be taken off the rack. Some were the normal goldfish you think of, but many were these cute globe-shaped ones, so plump they were practically spherical. I also came across some unassuming shells that turned out to be hermit crabs! I’d totally spend my weekends on this street if I lived in Hong Kong. I wish I could have gotten new pets, but alas, international travel with live animals is either a big no-no or is at least extremely troublesome.
Next up was the Ladies’ Market! At first I was afraid I’d miss it, but once I got to the street bordering one end of it, I discovered how silly that idea was. There was NO mistaking the dense market that suddenly appeared. I happy began my shopping spree, getting dresses and flip flops for myself, a tie for Panda, cuff links for the men at C&S, and compact mirrors for the ladies at C&S. I did a decent job bargaining (or at least I felt like I did) and I found some great stuff, so I was very happy by the end of it! Just for kicks, I dropped by the Jade Market and Night Market, but by then I was back to just window shopping. I did go by this one area that sold adult toys and such, which was completely random. I also managed to get a Lonpos set for only 10 HKD!!! After waiting a year and a half, it was completely worth it. The only other set I had found previously was around $100, so this was a fabulous deal.
All in all a great shopping experience! 🙂 My wallet even agrees, albeit reluctantly. ;-P
Gusty day
Indoors, with the windows open and suddenly the wind picks up. Clouds loom overhead, cooling the air. Doors rattle with the passing gusts and an eerie feeling settles. Outside, the tree shakes its branches, letting down a shower of leaves. Only the strong ones hold on as the dying ones drift to the ground, creating a loud rustling noise. It’s too dark to not turn on the lights, but too bright with them. The air thickens with the gloom of a potential storm, heavy with unseen particles. Everything feels ominous.
On the drive home, an ambulance approaches from the right at an intersection, howling to get vehicles out of its way. Stopped at the intersection, you wait for it to make its turn towards the buildings behind you. The ones you just left. As firetrucks honk their way from the opposite end, turning in the same direction as the ambulance, you wonder if they will go near where you just had been. Did the weather bring along with it trouble? A foreboding sense creeps up on you as you drive off towards home. Away from danger, away from trouble, you hope.
At the next intersection, leaves swirl in furious spirals in front of you as you wait for the red light to change. All the excess from nearby trees has been brought down to clutter the curbside. With each car that passes, another puff of dust is left in its wake, blurring your vision. You watch as the palms sway vigorously, so high up. One has even thrashed down a frond that lies forlornly in the road, being run over by the traffic passing by. For a moment you wonder if the apocalypse could start like this – just a dreary, troublesome day… much like when the Santa Ana winds blow and bring with them strange behavior.
Unexpectedly, you feel your car move. Did someone just bump into you? You check in your mirrors and find nothing wrong. All the cars are a safe distance away. The car moves again. This time you recognize it – the gentle rocking from a surge of wind. You didn’t realize the rushing air had reached down low to shake your car. After all, it was just the treetops that were affected, right? But no, the undeniable push of the winds tells you otherwise and you wonder if this is how it feels to be in your car during an earthquake.
What an odd day.
Life advice (& still jobless)
Just yesterday morning I got the news: Thank you for applying, but we have chosen another candidate for the position. Or something to that effect. It feels like so long ago! I had a lot of my hope banking on this job, so it was certainly a let-down that I didn’t get it, after getting so far. I had three wonderful people give me great recommendations and even a fourth one who put in some good words. In the end, it might have come down to exactly what I had feared… not enough professional experience in event planning and scheduling.
I had the passion, I had the drive, I had the excitement and enthusiasm! I just didn’t have the years of experience to back me up. I’m still waiting to hear back regarding feedback on how I was as a candidate so I can improve myself for the next try. I really wish I had gotten this one though – it was perfect for what I want out of life now. At least it didn’t hit me as hard as I thought it would. It helped that I had just heard of some new, exciting opportunities, so now I’m applying for those. Just gotta keep plowing forward!
Ironic then, that last night I listened to a speaker sharing advice on how to live our professional lives and today I listened to a speaker doing much the same. I was oddly inspired, yet weary. Sometimes you know what you should do, but it’s just not the right time emotionally. I felt like that last night, as the pangs of a job not earned hit my subconscious. I didn’t think it was affecting me much, but apparently it was. Let me tell you, it is the most bizarre feeling, to be inspired and discontent at the same time. It’s hard to reconcile. Well, I took those lessons and pondered them on my way home, as I questioned many things in my life. Then today I was feeling much more receptive to the advice presented. I just need time to recover from everything I put into the potential job.
Let’s move on to the pointers that the two speakers gave, starting with Jordan Belfort:
~”motion creates emotion” – Put your body physically a certain way and you will start to feel that way. Stand tall and confident and you will feel more confident. Hang your head and look at the ground and you will begin to feel sad. Move how you want to feel and you can create that emotion through body language.
~”act as if” – Whatever your goal is, start acting as if you have already attained it. You will begin to open doors to lead you towards that very goal. (This could work well in line with the advice that tells you to start taking on duties of those above you when you want to get a promotion/raise. Just start working like you already have that job!)
~”where focus goes, energy flows” – The things you focus on, you will pick out more readily than everything else. So focus on what you want to get and don’t expend resources on the rest. We’re great at filtering out things to find what we want, but if we’re preoccupied with our weaknesses or problems, that’s all we’ll see.
~”change the way you look at things and the things you look at will change” – Similar to above. When you focus on the good and what you want, you will go towards it. When you shift focus down to the things holding you back, you will plummet.
~”build a new pattern” – From our youth, we develop patterns. Patterns of thought, patterns of behavior, patterns of expectations. Don’t let those inhibit you. Break old patterns and start adjusting them bit by bit. Next thing you know, it’ll be second nature!
~”mistakes are resources” – Every time you make a mistake, it’s a chance to learn. Failure is in the eye of the beholder. Take each stumble as a lesson so you don’t run into the same issue again. Successful entrepreneurs especially know this; they’ve all failed and learned!
~”model after someone successful” – Find someone (or “someones”) doing what you want to accomplish and find a formula of their actions that work for you. Take what they do best, what has led them to success, and learn from it.
~”Mother Nature has equipped you with everything you need” – You just need to harness that natural talent!
And today’s speaker was Ms. Amy Lukken from Interface, with similar wisdom:
~People tend to focus on the negative, like when you get a report card with As and Bs and one D. All parents will immediately see the D and question it. We’re always working to improve our weaknesses (but what about our strengths?). Around the time we’re 3-9, our natural talents start to emerge. We can and should take those and find ways to develop them and apply them to future jobs.
~She showed us a t-shirt that said: Failure is NOT an option. Good idea, but the most prominent words were “failure” and “not.” Walking around seeing them all day doesn’t give the right impression. (As I like to say, double negative wording is detrimental to the positive meaning they hide. Just word things positively!)
~Discover your passion and aim for that. You shouldn’t get stuck in a job you hate just because it is stable, pays well, etc. Oftentimes there are ways to incorporate what you’re good at and your passions into many types of roles. (Take me, for example – I’m good at proofreading, so I could be an editor in many organizations.)
Now I’ll take their words, trying to remember it all as I move forward.
Roadside notables
A story of shopping and sandals
When I was in Thailand and Hong Kong, there were plenty of places to shop where price tags don’t exist and everything is done through bargaining. In places like these, initial prices are never to be trusted and it’s wise to walk around to get a feel for the products available first. After all, things tend to be the same from shop to shop and if you find the lowest asking price, you have a good starting point to hack from. You never know how much they’re trying to earn off of you, but you can bet that their quoted price is at least two to three times as expensive as it needs to be, if not more. My mom can usually get things for about 20-40% what the vendors try to sell for. I’m happy when I can get half (even when I know I’m still being ripped off).
In Bangkok, I spent some time at the Chatuchak Weekend Market as well as the Night Bazaar, searching for fun little trinkets that I could give as gifts to friends. I was also on the hunt for a bikini and a pair of flip flops for myself. I’d been told to check out the weekend market, if only for its pure massiveness, so I found a buddy at the hostel and we headed out for a day in the heat. At first, we weren’t sure which section we were in and wandered around the antiques area, crossed over to the food (where I had to stop to feed myself!), and finally ended up in the heart of it all, where the clothes and shoes and knickknacks are sold.
None of the swimsuits impressed me that much and the lady selling the best stall’s worth was extremely unfriendly, so I decided against giving her business. I found a stall with very cheap flip flops at 59 Baht and chose a pair that wasn’t half bad. I really wanted it for just 50 Baht, but they weren’t budging and my friend was impatient to move on, so I took them. To be environmentally friendly, I decided to not take a bag and just hold them on the way back. And I swore that that 9 Baht would matter down the line, but of course he didn’t believe me! We headed out not long after, leaving behind the football field of place with little to show.
On the ride back, I fell asleep and woke up to find us in front of the hostel again. I quickly got out after paying and we went inside to say hi to the lady running the place. Right as I was about to step over the threshold, I realized I was holding one flip flop. One. Alas, I watched as the taxi went out of view, carrying with it the other half of my now useless shoe. My shopping partner chortled at me, tickled by the absurdity of the loss. It was the only thing either of us bought in the ENTIRE market! -____- Those cursed sandals!
And you know what? Before I left Bangkok, I realized that I was exactly 9 Baht short of paying for the airport express. I knew it’d come back to kick me in the butt. I had no ATM card (the new one was sent to my home address since I didn’t think I’d need it in the few weeks I had left – boy was I wrong). My credit cards wouldn’t let me take a cash advance (I never set up a PIN number to use in ATM machines). So, I had to borrow from my poor roommate who I had barely known for two days. Bless her kind soul. She helped me get from Thailand to Hong Kong!
More on my shopping experiences at the Night Bazaar and the Hong Kong markets in a future entry…