How to Live a Hollywood Movie-esque Life

Have you ever packed up your life to move to a new part of the world?

I just did.

I’ve finally started to evaluate this decision. One of the first questions I asked myself was: shouldn’t I have seen this place, at the very least, before moving here?

How to Live a Hollywood Movie-esque LifeOn the plane, the girl beside me is an aspiring interaction designer from Washington and we holler across the row for two hours. We discuss work, and she wants to show me around her hometown in China.

The flight attendants keep feeding me fruit, and after the first round of mouldy wet grapes, I inspect each object before stabbing into my mouth. If I have to puke because someone didn’t wash their hands, it will be for swallowing an exotic pastry from the Hong Kong street market, not a grape from California.

Stepping off the plane to Hong Kong with this girl, the first thing I notice is the Chinese written on the signs, then the music playing in the elevator. I want to say it’s Chinese muzak with Chinese lyrics, but I don’t remember exactly.

It feels different, that’s all.

I do learn this in my first 10 minutes arriving to Hong Kong: everything is a freaking hike. You are either hiking up or across buildings and you are always going the wrong way.

How to Live a Hollywood Movie-esque Life
There’s only one kind of milk at the supermarket (and soy, which I don’t believe counts). The thirty tofus in the fridge are extra value or slimming or celebrity endorsed, like every other product in Asia.

I pick high calcium milk and granola for breakfast. “You can’t drink milk cold here,” my aunt says.

My water bottle is perpetually empty but she doesn’t let me order water at the restaurant. When we see each other in the first days, I am forbidden to eat sushi or talk to Chinese strangers as my organs could be ripped out in both scenarios.

The thinnest layer of grime settles on my arms each time I go out and my skin gets angrier each day. I start listening to my chill rock playlist on the metro, skipping the Chopin because it’s never loud enough, just like I did back home. Stolen Dance (guitar sheet music) is my favourite these days; Spotify tries to slip in some Cantonese pop in my playlist but I don’t want Hong Kong culture in my safe space.

On Day 3, I decide that I’m done. If I have to live in a city where drops from the sky could be mucus from air conditioners and I have to speak a language where I can’t be sarcastic, I get to keep the pieces of me that I’m comfortable with.

I buy a bowl for my milk and cereal.

How to Live a Hollywood Movie-esque LifeAs someone who rebels against negativity, I am thrilled that the latest trending movie I’ve yet to see is about not giving a crap about what others say: Theory of Everything, based on a memoir by Stephen Hawking’s wife. You should see it because I loved it.

There are so many things in Stephen Hawking’s life that depend on luck and circumstance. Like, after Hawking fell ill, what if his nurse treated him poorly and his condition deteriorated? I’ve seen that happen. Or, what if the piano teacher began abusing the children out of jealousy? But he is so kind. Everyone is flawed in the most perfect way and events unfold as if Hawking’s life were pre-written.

It kills me. What if I didn’t meet the piano teacher who needed an eye surgery and made me cry? Then I wouldn’t have realized how teachers should be teaching.

Hong Kong is so different– there is no other word for it, from someone from Canada. What if I’d moved to London instead? I’m not sure Hong Kong is a place made for Grace.

There are a million what ifs and it kills me. What if I didn’t find a home? Hiking up that steep hill to my new home for the second time, I wanted to stomp on my keys. But I chose this story of mine to continue in Hong Kong.

How to Live a Hollywood Movie-esque LifeWe are more powerful than we think.

What if you played jazz music? Then you probably couldn’t play classical as fluently. The little choices add up to steer your story in this direction that you have to trust is the right one, which may not seem ideal, but it will turn out to be the best one for you at this moment. You will look back and events will unfold naturally, like Hawking’s story did.

Your choices affect the loved ones around you, and this power is also a responsibility.

You can’t live a story that you’re 100% happy with, but your story is probably one that someone else would die to live.

Grace

My editor named this article for me and I love it. We are all living hollywood-worthy lives. Thanks, Amy.

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  • Reply Robin September 4, 2015 at 11:12 pm

    Grace! You are so brave! Enjoy the adventure and keep writing!

    • Reply Grace Lam September 4, 2015 at 11:32 pm

      Thank you Robin! Adventures in Asia should continue for 6 months. But I don’t want this to end!

  • Reply carol September 5, 2015 at 1:25 am

    Kudos to you!!!! I moved away from a comfort zone to where I am really a minority.
    But I love when people ask where I grew up. HAWAII No Ka Oi!

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