I'm pretty much a full time homebudy.
Since I got back to Taiwan about 2 months ago, I started to translate for a Taiwanese company which does voice over and titles for movies and TV shows. The job is pretty nice and easy except once a while I get myself in trouble by stepping into politically correct issues.
It seems that sometimes the clients don't even watch the clips when they go through the translation. They would get mad at me when they saw some purposely done typos. I had to explain that if only they click the movie, they will see how these start to make sense.
Anyways, I shall be grateful for any money making thing I've got, especially this kind of gigs I can always do wherever I am. In a few days, I will step into the voice-over part. By then, I'll update you more thoughts.
Other than translating, I've been also busy running around teaching group and private students. Teaching is really fulfilling. Even though I am not using my full knowledge, I still feel so inspirational because of nurturing young minds. I hope they will all do excellently, but most importantly, I want them to make friends with music forever.
I thought I would be making sesame after coming back. It's actually pretty descent. What happens if I get comfortable here?
Besides work, my single parented son, Mr. Tako Lee, has been a great companion. Watching him grow has been amazing. He starts to get huge and I have to stop him doing his kitten stuff because it starts to hurt people. So far, he's been cooperative. It will be really hard if I ever have to give him away. Luckily, my parents are growing on Tako. They started from the unknown dis-likeness. Now they go feed and play with him without me asking.
Being away from home for too long makes me miss this house so much. I've been doing some living improvement, and teaching my parents who I am all over again. Last night before my dad went to bed, he told me, "don't do any hood-rat things when we are not at home". It sounded so silly. Right, I can't wait to make a mess only now.
A few days ago, my dad asked me what I want for dinner. I gave him a name of a restaurant. He told me that my mom doesn't like it. When I asked him why, he told me, "your mom says it's a CHINESE restaurant". I said, "It's just food, dad. You ate in Japanese restaurants all the time. Why wouldn't you dislike Japanese food. You are missing out the goodies from Chinese cuisine. But, I am not gonna push you if you don't want to try something you've never had."
That's it. The stupid political stand point even makes people decide what not to eat. Don't we all live hard enough?
So, Otaku 3.0 will probably move back to Taipei one of these days. I will be a relocating homebudy.
TBC
