Welcome back to the second part of our Thoughts of Taipei series. Just as Hebe's song <热情>(Passion) suggests, I believe that you should always continue moving forward, never giving up. The optimism and energy of this song gets me every time, and perfectly echoes my thoughts of this idea of Passion. Don't forget to stay tuned for more of our Blog series! Two more to go!
-INFINITE POSSIBILITIES 13.11.14
-WHAT'S NEXT 17.11.14
-A SECRET HOLLOW 19.11.14
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But it's safe to say, this hasn't been just any old exchange experience. This trip has absolutely surpassed any previous expectations I had for the trip and for myself-never would I in a million years have thought that I would have the courage to do some of the things I did, the persistence to do others, and on top of it all, the passion to pull it all off. I think before it was in there somewhere, just growing and growing, but tunnelling deeper and deeper inside me without actually showing itself. No one I knew really had an interest in Chinese music, nor in sharing it with me, so for a really long time I just thought that keeping it to myself and doing things independently would be the best way for me. But in meeting people who were getting to know me and I them for the very first time, it was a great opportunity to bounce ideas of them in order to understand both them and myself better. Honestly, when I was in the midst of it all, I didn't give it much thought as I was too caught up in every moment to reflect on all of it. But a few days ago I was just reading through a few cards and letters that my friends had sent me before they left/or I left Taipei. And I suddenly realised that they all had one thing in common-noting my passion for music. I had never really considered myself as passionate about my music before as no one had ever called me that before. The most I'd ever gotten was 'crazy', 'obsessed', 'fangirl' and 'addicted', names which I've always hated and didn't wish to be associated with. However people continued calling me that anyway, and I just let them because hey, what are you going to do about it right? There was no way I would be able to easily explain to these people who knew nothing about the Chinese music industry, and really, although being friends and acquaintances for years, knew nothing about me what cognitions were going on in my brain, the depth to which I understand things, and how much effort I've put into all of this. And honestly, I was probably very close to the point of accepting these terms as all I was really set out to be. Until I met the wonderful people that I did in Taiwan! Some understood my music, others didn't so much-but what they all gave me was a listening ear-which was all I wanted all along. So when I read their messages or thought back to the things that they've said to me in the past, I was really touched about how much these people appreciated not my obsession, but my passion for music, and how in some way or another, had felt proud to have me as a friend, felt proud of my accomplishments and of me as an individual.