Yesterday I went to my tutor class in English conversation. It was my second class at the cram school and the first time I met my teacher Tim. Tim is the same age as I am (29). He was born in Mississippi and grew up in LA. His ancestors were from China, however, his Chinese is not good. In reality, I think he has an interesting accent in English, but it is much better than my accent. Besides, he looks more Japanese to me.
As usual, the first conversation class focused on our backgrounds. He mentioned his major in business, and I said my major is medicine. He is curious about the reason why I want to go to the graduate school in a different field far from medicine. Haha, I ask that to myself everyday. Tim thought doctor must be an enchanting job with challenges and satisfactory income. Indeed, there are a lot of tasks and stable earnings. However, the prospects of being a doctor in Taiwan seem to be gloomy. The national health insurance system should be corrected fundamentally. What pathetic is, under the pressure of elections, few politician is able to make the change. Closer to home, I stated to Tim that some of my classmates chose not to be a doctor and now study for PhD in the US and Japan. "You are weird!!" he responded.
It's a little bit strange to have a teacher who is at your age. Especially I think Tim and I are not likely to be friends outside the classroom. But it is not a problem to me. Making friends is never an easy job to me. And Tim is right. I am weird. My friends are weird. We are weird.
The weather is persistently hot here, but I am too lazy to go swimming. I can hear that my love handle warn me of my fat deposition. Okay, I will try to ride my scooter to the swimming pool tomorrow.
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