I know I haven’t written in awhile but I’ve been a busy girl. So let’s start about one year ago…
I’m finishing up my last quarter of college and like some kids (hopefully I’m not the only one), I don’t know what to do with my life…still. I’m about to have an English degree officially next month and my butt can’t live on campus anymore. One month until the end of the line and I have no job, no place to live, and no money saved because I’m very irresponsible to say the least. I’m staining the only pillow I have crying myself to sleep, stress eating the free crappy food from the cafeteria, and living vicariously through actors and actresses by binge watching Netflix to numb my problems away. I talk to my family and do a little research but nothing helps. I feel so lost and alone, I really don’t know what else to do anymore at this point. While the internal turmoil boiled, I’m applying for odd jobs just so I can feel like I have some form of financial security. Nothing. To buy myself some time I ask my only family in the Bay Area if I can live with them just for a couple months until I get a job and move into a place of my own. I will forever be grateful that my uncle and aunty allowed themselves to shelter my broke-lost-dog ass.
I just moved in, got a teaching/tutoring job for kids, and had training that week! Things are starting to look up and the internal turmoil goes down to a simmer. During that week I come across a career path that will forever change my life. I just finished up some online training and type into that search bar we all know too well: Google. I type something I had been typing for months now: “careers for English majors” and come across Teaching House. For those who don’t know, Teaching House is a school that teaches teachers how to teach English. But not the English Lit class you took with that weirdly cool teacher who wore high socks with velcro sandals, or the English Comp class you dreaded with that awesome professor who worshiped Marvel and Shakespeare. I’m talking about teaching English as a second language.
I do some research on their site and people are talking about traveling all over the world and teaching while gaining a phenomenal experience in another culture. I instantly fall in love with the idea. Teaching House has many locations, one of them being in San Francisco, so I call my sister for consultation. I tell her I’m going to do this program and she offers the choice to do the program in New York. At first, I don’t want to go all the way to New York, because of the whole… family vacay in the Philippines in April, moving to New York from April to May, then coming back for grad in June, then going home to Hawaii by the end of June… was a bit overwhelming and I had all two luggages worth of crap to worry about. But I came to my senses and I thought, WHY NOT NEW YORK? Why? because you’re too lazy to figure out logistics? Wimp. So my lovely sister flies down to help me organize and take care of some stuff.
I’m set to do the intensive one month program with Teaching House starting April 24-May 20 that my dad generously paid for; all three G’s of it as my graduation gift. I fly to the Philippines on the eighth to meet up with my mom who’s flying from Hawaii and my sister coming from New York. It was a birthday gift for my mom and a grad gift for me from my sister to fly us both down and enjoy the Philippines. I will definitely put up a post about that trip, but for now…
I fly from the Philippines straight to New York the day before my first day of school…mind you school started at 9:00 AM and ended at 5:00 PM and jet lag was agonizingly nauseating. I will post my NYC experience at another time guys…sorry!
I graduate with a CELTA Certification on my resume and I immediately apply to at least five or six schools in Brazil, Japan, Turkey, and China. I just couldn’t wait to get out into the world and experience what it had to offer. Japan offers me a job first so I take it. And this all happens within a weekend. I’m now set to fly to Japan by the end of August and start training a few days after that. But first, it’s time to relax and enjoy the summer back home in Hawaii. For once, I actually enjoy doing absolutely nothing from the comfort of my parents’ couch, knowing I have a job waiting for me in another country. The internal turmoil simmer had officially stopped and everything was going to be okay.
I’m now sitting in my one person apartment in Tokyo, where I pay all my bills on time with the income I earn from a company that allows me to meet amazing people to teach and teach along with. The teachers here have become some of my closest friends and they come from all over: The UK, Canada, Australia, The US, France, China, and Germany! So if you’re reading this and you feel lost and alone, worry not my friend, everything will be okay. I would not be here if it weren’t for my family and friends that never stopped supporting me through all the sweat and tears. I love you all ❤