Sometimes, I forget things. I forget to take the keys out of
the keyhole when unlocking the front door and I forget to write down my
password for online banking. Once in a while, I even forget my recipe for katsu-don.
Does the flour come before or after the eggs?
Sometimes, I forget to write; luckily, someone reminded me
this time.
Though, honestly, I don’t think I remember how to write. Somewhere along the past
seven months, I seem to have lost several socks, a pencil, and my writing voice.
And what a hell of a past seven months it’s been!
In short, I accepted a job offer at a financial firm and
have been busy learning to analyze risk metrics and read programming scripts.
But while understanding derivative products and memorizing basic computer commands
has been an awesome challenge thus far, I find myself thinking less and less about
other things – like writing! So, before I forget, let me jot down a few thoughts
and memories. At the very least, maybe this will help me get over my lost
socks.
Things to Remember
Following graduation from my university last summer, I
scribbled my goals and values on a few pieces of scrap paper:
“Don’t ever feel sorry for yourself and always hold yourself
accountable…and be an athlete!” – Wise words from my lacrosse coach.
“Never forget the spirit that you started with.” – A
reminder from a friend in Japan, whose artworks
has always inspired me for that very same reason.
Remember family and friends, especially those far away.
Be optimistic.
Travels to Come
Between my friends and I, I think we spend so much of our
20s trying to figure out life that it can become a fleeting decade if we let
it. And since the length of a minute is a bit difficult to stretch, I might as
try to make the most out of what time’s available. So, in addition to gorging on cheesecake, here are some trips I must absolutely take!
Pakistan – An old
roommate and I promised to travel there sometime in the next five years, as
another old roommate will likely be getting married. Depending on the
situation, we’ll either have to save him or the girl.
Nepal, Bhutan, India,
Sri Lanka – If we’re in the area, might as well, right?
San Diego Comi-Con
– To be clear, I do not own any homemade Batman costumes, but part of me thinks
it’d be really cool to share an experience with about fifty other Ironman suits
(which, to be clear, I do not own one).
Bora Bora – In
another life, I’d like to think that I am enjoying the crystal clear waters of
these French Polynesian islands, shamelessly sipping on a strawberry daiquiri and
writing poetry. Well, at least I can start with one of these things…
Pour mon amie*
Mon amie,
Nous avons voyagé dans de nombreux mondes
Et chaque fois,
Nous avons vu les choses différemment.
Mon amie,
Ce que tu manges, ce n’est pas ce que je mange
Ce que tu portes, ce n’est pas ce que je porte
Et mon amie,
Ta religion, ce n’est pas ce que je crois
Ta couleur de la peau, ce n’est pas la même que la mienne
Mais mon amie,
Quand tu ris, c’est comme mon sourire
Et quand tu pleures, c’est comme mes larmes
Ça, mon amie,
Ça c’est pourquoi nous avons voyagé dans de nombreux mondes.
*I wrote this poem for a French class a couple years back.
Only, it wasn’t my French class. It was for a friend who is my favorite person
in the world.
But that’s a story for another time.
