The time of Chicago

Before I went to Chicago in 2012, I was not a very confident person. Though I had been working in a theater group for three years, and had some experience in the art field. However, I knew I was holding something back and didn’t do my best to pursue my dream. Luckily, I had a close friend who was an actress, and she encouraged me to go to Chicago to take some short-term classes. I took her advice and managed the trip. I signed up for a comedy school and became a student in the comedy club, “The Second City.”

Staying in Chicago was quite inspiring. I didn’t realize that I could live abroad and write scripts in English. All of my classmates in the Second city were Americans, which meant I had to work twice as hard to keep up with them. I felt like I was a fish out of water, but sometimes you just have to leave your comfort zone.

I wouldn’t say I was the greatest writer of the class. Obviously, I’ve never grown up in the States, and there are just some cultural barriers you can never cross. Even though, I still enjoyed my class very much.

After the trip, back in Taiwan, my writing skills somehow improved. But the most important thing I learned is, keep writing and never be afraid of being myself. 

Zaz-Prends garde à ta langue

Mind your tongue

Ouch, ouch, how naive you can be

of all these untrusworthy people
Who promise the moon for you,
Letting them your power
So they can manipulate you,
Your precious freedom
And even sometimes your moolah.

It's crazy, you think you're safe
You laugh at the world
That you hold in contempt.
way too clever
To fall in this trap
You are deluding yourself
And it plays what follows (?)

Blinded by the gold coming out of his mouth,
You are drinking deliciously by the ladleful
Don't you see squinting this fool who is splashing you
With his seductive ways and telling you his lies

Hey damn rascal, mind your tongue
I am the cat that will eat it
At this game you will not win
Sooner or later, one gets punished

No, no don't fall in the trap
Of this rowdy character and his spells
From wanting too much to hear what pleases you
he had flattered your ego well
But now he's going to hurt you

Hum, hum look at him chuckling
He's getting a feel of the situation, divide to reign better
In his priest disguise
He proclames the true intention,
Controls you through your fears
You will become his dog

Blinded by the gold coming out of his mouth,
You are drinking deliciously by the ladleful
Don't you see squinting this fool who is splashing you
With his seductive ways and telling you his lies

My favorite spot in the city