Over the weekend went to see a place and then joined M and J for some sushi at some izakaya in SoMa. Saturday went to a baby shower at the office for one of the founders and then walked over a few blocks to see K & H’s newborn adopted son.
Sunday I stopped by Sweet Mue on the way to church and bought over $20 worth of pastries. At church the band played Hopipolla during the offering which was awesome; it was a nice surprise. Went to Rosamunde afterward with some folks and went home and decompressed the whole time.
Posted 1 month, 3 weeks ago at 4:43 am. Add a comment
I quit my temp job last week and will be starting a new writing gig tomorrow at another start-up. I guess this new full-time writing job will be anchoring me to the city. Funny how things work out the same way as last year—taking a trip to celebrate my birthday along with a new gig. This year I went to Tahoe with my cousin, Joe, and a few of their friends whereas last year I was in Miami with my roommate. Tahoe was beautiful and pristine. We stayed at my cousin’s boss’ place which was a pretty sweet vacation home. It was a nice birthday spent there.
So here’s to new beginnings. Again. I’m hoping to stay and make a home in this new company and in this crazy, beautiful city.
Posted 4 months, 2 weeks ago at 1:03 am. Add a comment
Saturday we went to Tomales Bay for some excellent oysters from Hog Island. Joe shucked them on a beach nearby. It was nice to be out there eating fresh oysters on a good day by the water. When we got back to the city, I met up with D and we went out for pizza and then to a slam poetry contest for Youth Speaks. It was amazing to see the diversity of the kids who participated and how talented they all were.
Afterward we got some Bi Rite and then some Korean to finish the night off.
Sunday went to church with Stephen and we went out for some good Tonkatsu ramen at Waraku in Japan Town. I finally got to walk around the area and realized it’s becoming more of a Korea Town. We bought some macarons in Hayes Valley and brought them home for a blind taste test. Results were mixed; it all came down to preference.
We went to Tony’s for crab fest and some fresh abalone that Chris actually hunted for the day before. It was pretty good. Felt stuffed and content after a nice, delectable weekend.
Posted 7 months, 1 week ago at 1:33 am. Add a comment
Feel blessed to be here. I still can’t believe I’m here but I feel like this is exactly where I should be. It’s weird how everything fell into place but I look forward to all that’s in store for me here. I believe SF has more opportunity for me and it’s great to be with my cousin to share everyday moments with her, her husband and all their friends. It’s been a blessing to just share deeper conversations with her and laughs over drinks and dinner. I’m grateful to be here and I hope to be more of a help with chores and what not. It’s so funny that Stephen, the emcee at their wedding, is also staying here because he’s transitioning to a new job.
It’s exciting but stressful to look for a job in a new city but I have no other choice but to take it one step at a time.
I had brunch with V today and we went to Cow’s Hollow and then the Marina where he took pics of me at the GGB. It was a gorgeous day and I look forward to cherishing many more with friends and family.
Posted 8 months, 4 weeks ago at 2:14 am. 1 comment
I went to Miami earlier this month to celebrate my birthday before starting a new job. I wanted to treat myself since the last few months have been difficult for me to say the least. There is nothing like taking a leap and faith and falling flat on your face.
But I am weirdly thankful for these difficulties because my faith would never be tested. It’d be tempting and easier to not believe in anything. But the thought that there is no God is even more depressing to me. It would be as if justice and love were just concepts, feelings or ideals that were never real. I guess I most identify with Dostoevsky:
I believe like a child that suffering will be healed and made up for, that all the humiliating absurdity of human contradictions will vanish like a pitiful mirage, like the despicable fabrication of the impotent and infinitely small Euclidean mind of man, that in the world’s finale, at the moment of eternal harmony, something so precious will come to pass that it will suffice for all hearts, for the comforting of all resentments, for the atonement of all crimes of humanity, of all the blood that they’ve shed; that it will make it not only possible to forgive but to justify all that has happened.
The Brothers Karamazov, Chapter 34
There is pure madness & absurdity in this world that throw me for a loop and renders everything meaningless at times. Twelve people lost their lives yesterday in Aurora, Colorado at “The Dark Knight Rises”. Asking why that happened is akin to the questions C.S. Lewis posits: “How many hours are in a mile? Is yellow square or round? Probably half the questions we ask—half our great theological and metaphysical problems—are like that.”
What was really heartbreaking about the victims was the death of the aspiring sports journalist who had already narrowly escaped a shooting in Toronto. She wrote about her experience here, where she described getting this uneasy feeling that made her leave the food court, just a couple minutes before the shooting occurred:
I was shown how fragile life was on Saturday. I saw the terror on bystanders’ faces. I saw the victims of a senseless crime. I saw lives change. I was reminded that we don’t know when or where our time on Earth will end. When or where we will breathe our last breath. For one man, it was in the middle of a busy food court on a Saturday evening.
I say all the time that every moment we have to live our life is a blessing. So often I have found myself taking it for granted. Every hug from a family member. Every laugh we share with friends. Even the times of solitude are all blessings. Every second of every day is a gift. After Saturday evening, I know I truly understand how blessed I am for each second I am given.
Although what I’m going through is not anywhere nearly tragic, it’s still painful nonetheless. A breakup is common, but it’s also more difficult to deal with when you’ve followed your heart, gut instinct, faith, etc. I felt as if I lost a compass that has always guided me before. Now I’m completely clueless.
One of my old friends who I saw at a wedding recently shared that she went through a similar experience where she felt so convicted about something—and could haven’t been more wrong about it. So even the strongest Christian I know who’s also this brilliant Princeton grad, etc. can get it wrong. She told me that it took her a long time to get over it and there’s nothing you could do about the pain but just to go through it, and how the process really molded her faith to be stronger. Ultimately our hope is not in getting what we want, even the good things, but in God alone.
Honestly it can be a joyless process but to quote C.S. Lewis again, “there’s nothing we can with suffering but suffer it”. And that “sorrow…turns out not to be a state but a process.”
I’m still in that process. We broke up over one of the most common issues couples fight about. Initially I thought we’re so unique, but strip everything away and I realize we fight about what everyone else does.
I think we tend to think we’re all unique and special. I came across this post and found it inspiring but damn, our stories are the same. It made me realize again how ’special’ we believe ourselves to be but we’re not. Our pride and ambition makes us all the same.
C.S. Lewis talks about giving up ourselves and our ambitions to find our real selves, instead of the ones shaped by the values of our society or generation:
He invented-as an author invents characters in a novel-all the different men
that you and I were intended to be. In that sense our real selves are all
waiting for us in Him. It is no good trying to “be myself” without Him.
The more I resist Him and try to live on my own, the more I become
dominated by my own heredity and upbringing and surroundings and
natural desires. In fact what I so proudly call “Myself” becomes merely the
meeting place for trains of events which I never started and which I cannot
stop. What I call “My wishes” become merely the desires thrown up by my
physical organism or pumped into me by other men’s thoughts or even
suggested to me by devils.
I am not, in my natural state, nearly so much of a person as I like to believe:
most of what I call “me” can be very easily explained. It is when I turn to Christ,
when I give myself up toHis Personality, that I first begin to have a real personality
of my own…[G]ive up yourself and you will find your real true self.”
Christ descended into greatness.
So I am starting over. New job, new gym membership, new age. Lord only knows where I’m going to go on from here.
Posted 1 year, 4 months ago at 2:57 pm. Add a comment
So busy I haven’t blogged for the whole month of January but it’s still kind of a new year if we’re going by the lunar calendar. Coincidentally it’s the year of the dragon and guess who’s a dragon?
I’m surprised at how caught up I am in the Linsanity craze. I’m happy for Jeremy Lin and how well he is doing in the NBA, having been gone so unnoticed for so long. But besides his skills on the court, it is the very fact that he is Asian American and Christian that resonates with me, since I can identify with so many of his values, beliefs and life experiences.
Being that basketball has become a part of pop culture, Lin makes Asian Americans feel less invisible and more visible, more mainstream than minority, more American than Asian, exotic or foreign. It bothers me that Asian Americans are the most bullied ethnic group in the U.S. If it was normal to see Asians in pop culture, maybe, just maybe it could make a dent in bullying and racism committed by ignorant folks.
I only avidly watch sports when it comes to the championships, whether it’d be the Superbowl or the World Cup. I often don’t have time to and I often think of sports as frivolous and recreational. I never understood how a sports celebrity’s astronomical salary can ever be justified.
But then from a Metrodad post, I realize that sports is the arena where we can witness all life events in a span of 2 – 3 hours; it’s not just about amazing skills but it’s a story about triumph, defeat, redemption, and victory. Pierre quotes from George Sheehan:
Sports is where an entire life can be compressed into a few hours, where the emotions of a lifetime can be felt on an acre or two of ground, where a person can suffer and die and rise again on six miles of trails through a New York City park. Sport is a theater where sinner can turn saint and a common man becomes an uncommon hero, where the past and the future can fuse with the present. Sports is singularly able to give us peak experiences where we feel completely one with the world and transcend all conflicts as we finally become our own potential.
Maybe that is why, even though I was so saddened to hear about Whitney Houston’s death, I was surprised that I felt just as sad that Gary Carter died. Both were childhood heroes, but while I could enjoy or be comforted by Houston’s singing, sports stars can thrill us in a way that music can’t; Carter’s team with Strawberry and Mookie was magic. Sports, even with all its grit and violence, can just be as moving.
And that’s what Lin does; he inspires us - especially for Asian Americans. For self-loathing Asian who is truly disinterested in Lin, that’s fine. But for the rest of us who are on the Lin bandwagon, let us enjoy this moment because we still “process sports in crude and overly racial ways.“
Posted 1 year, 9 months ago at 6:33 pm. Add a comment
Completely partied out from last week. The bf’s Microsoft party at the W in Buckhead last Wednesday was nice; too bad they only had a Kinect going and not some FPS.
The following day he hosted a small dinner party at his place. I must say I was pretty impressed with his kalbi or marinated ribs. Friday we went to another small get together where a couple of people didn’t know “what” Chairman Mao was. Ignorance aside, it was a lovely evening where I gained 5 lbs from eating all the dessert.
Saturday I went to my company’s party out on Lake Lanier. The Festival of Lights thing on the way to the reception was pretty hokey and cheesy, even for a 5-yr-old. But it was a nice party and everyone won something; I ended up winning a 2 night stay at a Ritz Carlton of my choice; I’m sure it will come in handy some time.
Right after the party, my boyfriend and I booked it to a lounge in Midtown to celebrate Cathy’s birthday. We stayed for only a short while since we were so tired. Earlier in the day we also visited the Dekalb Farmer’s Market for the first time on Saturday and I have to say the bread, coffee and fresh pasta there are pretty good and cheap. (Alas, photography is prohibited there.) Ideally I’d go there often but it is kind of out of the way for me.
Sunday my friends hosted a grab bag/potluck party at their place. (There was a lot of Publix fried chicken.) I ended up getting a candle, which was perfect for my boyfriend since he loves candles more than I do.
It was a pretty fun but exhausting week. We ended up getting sick toward the weekend and we’re just about recovered now. I’m looking forward to getting this work week over with and just rest up.
Posted 1 year, 11 months ago at 12:06 am. Add a comment
Time flies. I can’t believe tomorrow is December; been so busy. I had a great Thanksgiving lunch and dinner at my dad’s last weekend. Fall as usual, has been about 5ks and seeing foliage. I went to Stone Mountain for the first time where you can see a nice skyline of Atlanta at the top as falcons circle above you.
I also ran a 5k for my boyfriend’s friend’s non-profit called Nepal House. I was surprised I won since I took a wrong turn but it was really just an informal 5k amongst a small group of friends. If you’d like to support a school for disadvantaged young girls in Nepal who would otherwise be trafficked or forced to work instead of getting an education, you can learn more about the school and donate to it here.
Posted 2 years ago at 11:19 pm. Add a comment
It was nice to visit New York again last weekend. I went to help my friend go wedding dress shopping, followed by a brunch in Brooklyn with her and her fiance’s friends. I also finally got to visit my friend’s restaurant, Ngam, where I had pad thai and these delicious fries that were fried Japanese pumpkin pieces. Afterward my other friend and I went to Laduree where she splurged on $76 for 24 macarons. After the NYT piece that declared they were the best in the city, you can only imagine how long the line was.
I also had some delicious ramen at Tabata before going to my friend’s wedding in NJ. Well I missed the ceremony due to traffic on the Turnpike. So what should have taken us 45 minutes took us 2 hours to get to the site. But it was good catching up with Tim and his wife and we got right in time for the reception.
It was nice to see everyone again and I’m happy that I’m building more friendships here. Last Sunday I almost felt like I was hanging out with my old crew, playing flag football and nerdy board games afterward. I was introduced to Puerto Rico which took so long, but at least I won. You found true friends when you can play a game like that with them.
Posted 2 years ago at 2:05 am. Add a comment
Still digesting the turkey fry and all the other food that made for a nice pre-Thanksgiving meal. So glad I’m not dealing with the snow in the Northeast right now; that is becoming more of a benefit of being in the South when people are going days without power due to a snowstorm.
Posted 2 years, 1 month ago at 10:44 pm. Add a comment