Thursday, December 30, 2010
Friday, December 24, 2010
Christmas和物是人非
但越来越明显地感到大家的凝聚力大有减弱 时常出现冷场 致使我有时必须强迫自己乱挑话题(俗称操话) 而对话内容的真实感和信息量也大大减少 实在是令人惋惜的一件事
半年前就决定要与某人断绝往来 不说一句多余的不必要的话 却在前一天意外得知mutual friends们仍然邀请了他 心里不禁咯噔一声 时刻提醒自己要摆出自然的有尊严的模样 果然相见都不敢对视 虽说对此人的厌恶已经远远超出对那段感情的留恋 但又总情不自禁地回想起一些开心的往事 洗澡时倒是相通了一件事 认为自己不该为这一些个flashback感到愧疚丢脸 他们不代表现今的任何情感 但有件事我不能永远一直否认下去 即:美好的确曾经存在 现今的任何事实和负面情绪都无法否认这段历史的存在 更无法消除心中存留的对某些往事的美好感受 而这一切都牢牢地锁在时间里 对现在或将来的发展无任何影响 想清楚了这点 离彻底释然也就更近一步了
一样的圣诞 却是物是人非 所幸我的生活中也已加入了不少新的元素
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
说谎、沉默和喋喋不休
然后，倘若我们一年四季都喋喋不休，而且喋喋不休的无不真实，那么真实的价值势必荡然无存。
-且听风吟 p119
Friday, December 17, 2010
空虚态
从中国时间12/13回到家开始 貌似就没做过些什么正经事儿 连看土豆上的电视剧都觉得索然无味 去看了电影"赵氏孤儿"也看得毫无感触差点睡着... 倒是把暑假遗留下来没看完的1Q84第二本解决了 今天又去书店买了一堆小说之类的闲书 好像看书最解闷最填补空虚了
妈妈说我是没精神寄托 换言之就是没恋爱么..>.< 她这么跟我讲的时候我完全没当回事儿.可是后来想想 从去美国读大学开始 每次回来好像都是带有某些"精神寄托"的..这其中的某人我现在是完全不想提起...但似乎过去的自己 回家除了跟亲人团聚 还有约会/喝酒/high到爆的盼头 可这一次好像什么都没有了 连喝酒party的欲望都所剩无几 完完全全地变成宅女 在家看视频看小说... 昨天晚上躺在床上想人生的意义 想还有不到15天又要回去了 想:哪天没事儿干了 我是不是会空虚到死?! 唉...怎么就变成这么无趣又无激情的人了呢....
Saturday, December 11, 2010
解放!
but anyways, 再过24hr多点我就在家大吃大喝大睡啦!
5点考完数学,去plex吃过饭就去镇上的cinemax看Black Swan了
Natalie Portman 演技一流 芭蕾也跳很beautiful(我这个门外汉是看不出专业不专业啦) 黑天鹅造型很惊艳!!
不过没有我想象得那么thrilling啦.所谓的psychological thriller貌似没把我suck进去 比trailor不恐怖多了 有点brutal倒是真的
里面有句话倒是讲得蛮好的 大致是"eventually, it is yourself that stands in the way."
感觉每个人都是多面的 但是因为习惯也好周边环境影响也好 人们总是倾向于只表现出自己的某一面(或者有risk averse的成份吧 要smooth out各种behavior) Black Swan大概想讲述的也是一个认识自我发现自我的故事吧 虽然剧中的Nina为此付出的巨大的代价
那么我呢?还应该这样一层不变地生活下去么?因为害怕改变,在意他人的眼光,而不愿付出任何努力去尝试发掘新的自我么?要如何才能找到平衡点呢,如何在沿着轨迹行驶时还能有新的突破呢?又或者在到达某一点后,就不该施于任何外力,任凭自己匀速直线行驶下去吗?
Monday, December 6, 2010
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Saturday, December 4, 2010
BarCap verbal test
IB呀...你连我的resume都没见着 就开始这么折腾我了呀..
Numerical test wasn't too bad, but verbal was definitely very time consuming, given that I am not a fast reader. Even if you are a super fast reader, I don't think it'd help too much. The materials are way too complicatedly written that you can't grasp the idea with just a glimpse. I think the best tip is to stay calm and don't panic.
手还抖呢...
Friday, December 3, 2010
失控的胖子
哈哈哈哈 太有趣了
附歌词:
我总觉得自己是个胖子
很想变瘦的死胖子
每天还是一直都在吃
就是因为身边有个瘦子
大吃大喝却不会胖
她的名字就是徐熙娣
她约我吃
我就去吃
明明就正在减肥
炸鸡肉圆
火锅甜点
为何她不肥我却变肥
我曾经想过要跟她断交
因为她的食量太大
再下去我一定会爆炸
每次吃完饭后过十分钟
她竟然问还要不要吃
我真想要呼她巴掌
你有完没完
这死瘦子
但也没人逼我吃
自己失控 还怪别人
承认吧
你根本就爱吃
我总觉得自己是个胖子
很想变瘦的死胖子
每天还是一直都在吃
总是骗自己能吃就是福
还不是要找个藉口
一有空就疯狂地大吃
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Thursday, December 2, 2010
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Monday, November 29, 2010
Sunday, November 28, 2010
静心
感恩节过的真是开心阿
吃好喝好shop好,还有大头好!
其实真正玩的也就是一天半,另外时间都在procrastinate+担忧paper+写paper中度过
唉..浪费了无数的时间在看土豆上!
是不是SB韩剧台剧看多了再回去看日剧就会觉得好看的?
second virgin很纠结 但是很喜欢拍摄角度 配音 还是女主角的衣服妆容包包和她的Van Cleef & Arpel!
在台湾mont blanc是电视剧最大赞助商 估计在日本就是VCA了
啊!Second Virgin女主角中村的戒指是在是太好看啦
感叹结束!
reading week真的不能再procrastinate了
毅力!
最大的敌人是谁? 懒惰!
洗澡
写paper
Can't wait!Thursday, September 30, 2010
Friday, September 3, 2010
make sure to...
make sure to hide the brush strokes.
-Betty Drapper, MAD MEN
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Entrepreneur's Credo
I do not choose to be a common man,
It is my right to be uncommon … if I can,
I seek opportunity … not security.
I do not wish to be a kept citizen.
Humbled and dulled by having the
State look after me.
I want to take the calculated risk;
To dream and to build.
To fail and to succeed.
I refuse to barter incentive for a dole;
I prefer the challenges of life
To the guaranteed existence;
The thrill of fulfillment
To the stale calm of Utopia.
I will not trade freedom for beneficence
Nor my dignity for a handout
I will never cower before any master
Nor bend to any threat.
It is my heritage to stand erect.
Proud and unafraid;
To think and act for myself,
To enjoy the benefit of my creations
And to face the world boldly and say:
This, with God’s help, I have done
All this is what it means
To be an Entrepreneur.
(Excerpt from Common Sense, written in 1776 by Thomas Paine)
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
Friday, May 21, 2010
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Thursday, May 13, 2010
dear john
I like how she says "dear john" with the "n" sound.
Same house as in Notebook.
Plot, kinda cliche... war+letter+love..
Amanda Seyfried's eyes are clear and beautiful.
Nice song at the end.
Can't wait to watch Letters to Juliet!
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
the hangover + iron man 2
iron man 2
a nice continuation, but not too much surprise
整体还是延续了上部的人物性格和tony的搞笑风格
Scarlett Johansson真是太hot了!爱死她了!!
不过看完整部,最大的感觉还是
这是一部patriotic movie吗?
出现的美国国旗/士兵blablabla的会不会太多了点?
情节方面..究竟技术是tony老爸发明的,还是强了别人的还deport别人?我没看明白.但似乎片中发展到后来那个Russian guy自然而然就变bad guy了...虽然拿人不人道的标准去衡量的确是这样..不过整部片,美国人爱当老大哥/爱耍酷/爱逞英雄的气焰是高到不能再高了,他们真以为自己是救世主,世界没了自己就要毁灭了是么?
看完大家都很high,我也其实挺high的.这样的爱国主义片真算是高明了
(画外音"红星闪闪 放光芒...")
the hangover
强烈推荐!
跟两个friend在家里看的,完全笑疯了 :D
情节我就不透露了 十分有趣就是了
算是很轻松很美式很搞笑又不低俗的片子吧
得一忠告:
Don't get fucked up in Vegas!
考试考完了 日子过得可真滋润
正在考试的同志们 辛苦了!
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
重温Olivia
重见Olivia.
大概还是高中的时候某段时间超喜欢她的声音.
只知道她是新加坡人.
今天看到她演唱driving这首歌的时候才确定就是她!
节目里她还唱了"我愿意为你,我愿意为你..." 超级好听!
很激动
不过怎么这么好的歌手到现在才被引进台湾...
Monday, April 12, 2010
Manning & Napier面试记
挺想写篇面试记的,结果拖到现在.
原因也不全在拖延症,更多在于懒惰+自我放纵.
现在回想起来,每做完一件大事儿,就会堕落个好多天.
还自以为是地找理由,说是要好好放松休息下.
面试完后也是如此,整个周末,虽然参加了其他很多活动,但是除此之外,也是浑浑噩噩地过了一个周末,导致今天(周一)3pm才起床,翘了两节课...
至于面试,
大体还是在我的预想之内的.
manning是家rochester-based的investment management公司,
之前就猜想到,它不会像纽约那些疯狂的投行一样高压面试弄到各个崩溃流泪.
不过妈妈还是有告诫我不要掉以轻心,于是我也是谨慎地准备着了.
其实在邮箱里看到manning打头的邮件时,我也都没期望什么,当又是什么拒信一类的礼节性邮件,因为之前boston一家公司就来过这么一套.
点开的时候都不敢相信里面的interview字眼.
当下当然是无比激动的,超想打电话给妈妈.可惜他们深更半夜的....没打
等到北京时间天亮后,我已经完全换了一种心情了.
在欣喜地发了几条短信之后,兴奋很快转为了焦虑.
极其复杂的情绪转变...而大部分都是欲望在作怪.
在投出无数封简历石沉大海后,我几乎连"给我一个面试"的希望都放弃了.
当这个unexpected的面试出现,在心情平复之后,我竟然不知所措起来.
此刻才意识到,我那所谓"给我一个面试"的期望是多么immature和vague.
"机会总会降临在有准备的人身上"这句话在那一刻深深地struck了我.
我感到无助,懊悔....感到无法把握人生...惧怕失去这一次的机会.....
这样的心态,甚至让我无法静下心来好好准备面试.
面试前一天,特别想跟妈妈skype.
其实也就是跟她多说几句话,缓解下发虚的心情吧.
Iowa来的电话也激励了我,教会了我很多面试技巧.
当然,我也清除地明白,不论有多少鼓励/帮助,这将是一场一个人的战斗,一切都只能靠我自己去克服.
也算是尽全力准备了如何应对各种behavioral questions.
至于technical questions,也只能够差不多回忆下学过的micro, macro,和accounting的内容.
stock market方面,我知道在如此短的时间内我是无法抱任何佛脚了.于是基本就是放弃了这块.心想,若是面试因此而失败,也算是给自己一个"无准备"的教训了.
面试当天,因为是搭别人车去,心里难免要紧张怕迟到,因为别人没那个incentive么..
(所以身在美国,没驾照/没车还真是见难搞的事儿阿)
不过还是提前5分钟赶到了.
公司在3层楼的建筑里,里面是挺老式的风格,一切都还蛮温馨/蛮让人放松的.
receptionist也挺和蔼,于是我就坐着等Julie(我的面试者之一)了.
刚好有技术工在修空调,倒是刚好distract我,以防胡思乱想变紧张.
大约5-10分钟,Julie过来了.握手介绍后,她领我下楼到一个会议室去.
Julie之前在学校的career fair上见过,这次再见面,她更显得有亲和力了.
虽然别人出发点可能仅仅是出于礼貌,不过还是让我觉得挺comfortable的.
接着就碰到了会议室里等着我的另外两个面试者(当然这些都是预料之中的).
握手问好.(发现他们的handshake都很firm+坚定,我将来得好好注意了)
先是Julie简单介绍了下这个summer position的responsibilities一类,
接着就开始问我问题了.
他们人手有一份我的简历和一份问题.
我因为更新了简历,就又发给他们一人一份.
然后就是我说一句,他们在问题纸上记下点什么.
问题大多都是behavorial questions.
现在记得的大致有:
1. why did you choose u of r?
2. what is your weakest/strongest asset?
3. what kind of impression would you want to leave with manning?
4. what is your future career goal?
5. tell us one thing that you were above and beyond what was asked for.
6. tell us one experience of you that you worked under critics.
另外有些不记得了.大部分是围绕resume的有关个人经历的问题,我自然也由个人经历绕回到自己具有的个人能力,从而告诉对方我是有能力胜任这分工作的.
最开始稍微有些结巴.不过整个气氛挺轻松的,我也可以说是发挥地越来越好的.
总体来说,我还是挺满意的.因为大部分的问题都事先想到过,做过准备,也都把自己想说的都表达了.
之后是另外两个分管不同部门的supervisor,分别介绍他们部门的职务.
因为之前也差不多了解了这两个部门的分管,也没太confused,也及时提了问和作了互动.这大概能证明我反应还不慢吧...
大体上,对这次面试,我是挺高兴的.我不愿去想,到底从客观上来看,我的应答水准到底如何.但是仅从我已准备的和我已经历的来说,我觉得是发挥到最好了.当然,我心里很清除的是,这样的低要求只能用于第一次,将来就不能这么随随便便的.其实最后的时候,他们有问我是否follow the market,这个问题不是在问题纸上是他们即时想出来的.我只能说"honostly, I tried to follow. But..." 希望在下一次不会重复这样的情况.
虽然outcome还不错,但是还需大量的努力.
要保持:好心态,幽默感,笑容.
要努力:专业的面试技巧培训,tons of study for the financial markets.
Friday, April 9, 2010
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Carrie Bradshaw: Icons of the decade
Carrie Bradshaw: Icons of the decade
How Sex and the City's Carrie Bradshaw did as much to shift the culture around certain women's issues as real-life female groundbreakers
- Naomi Wolf
She's not a brass-knuckled political figure, a Birkenstock-wearing Amazon or a breaker of corporate glass ceilings; she's just a sassy single girl in New York City. So why am I so sure that Carrie Bradshaw – the charming, ever-hopeful star of the longrunning HBO series and hit film, all based on Candace Bushnell's New York Observer column – is an icon and did as much to shift the culture around certain women's issues as real-life feminist groundbreakers?
I have written before about how radical it was that the narrative of Sex and the City centred not around a couple – let alone the traditional formula of hero-plus-beautiful-secondary-love-interest. Rather, the core of the tale was always the life-sustaining friendship among four women, as the men in their lives came and went. This break from narrative norms was remarkable not just because Bushnell was insisting that four women – no longer in their first youth – were renewably compelling on their own terms; it was also radical because, in a very un-PC but admirable flouting of feminist norms, Bushnell was brave enough to lay bare the secret – that for many women the search for love is the same urgent, central, archetypal quest story that for men is played out in war narratives and adventure tales. Bushnell was gutsy enough to disclose that even we serious, accomplished, feminist women spend a lot of time, when we are alone with our female friends, telling stories centred on the men with whom we are romantically entangled, exploring the quality of the love and attraction, the romance and the sex. And we are often just that graphic and hopeful and vulnerable and slutty as those four characters.
This was so startlingly un-sayable that when women watched Sex and the City, it was like seeing a secret set of their own dramas spring into art. Now they are the stalest of cliches, but when, in the first 1998 episode, in the midst of all that big hair and weird brown lipstick, you hear Carrie first describe the allure and disappointment of "toxic bachelors", when Samantha first says frankly that she likes to have sex without emotion, to "fuck like a man", it was bitingly fresh for women to speak these aphorisms out loud, in public, and in fabulous heels.
But there are other reasons that the characters of Sex and the City endured as icons throughout the first decade of the 21st century, and other reasons that Carrie will continue to resonate. She was a writer who arrived in the big city to test her mettle and realise her voice. Male writers have structured stories around exactly this character from F Scott Fitzgerald to JD Salinger to Philip Roth; but Carrie showed audiences week after week that a lively female consciousness was as interesting as female sexuality or motherhood or martyrdom – the tradition role model options.
Carrie is a writer, and her adventures aren't just love escapades as they would be for a Fanny, or even an Elizabeth Bennet: they are material filtered though one woman's distinctive point of view and crafted into text in her unique voice. After the shallow or deeper sagas of hot sex or social slights, of hungover breakfasts with the girls or Cosmopolitans and hookups at night, every episode saw the letters unscrolling – often forming quite existential questions – across Carrie's computer screen. Teenage girls watching each episode were taking in a clear message. Not only can I dress up and flirt, seduce and consume, overcome challenges, yield to temptations, take risks, fail, try again – I can think about it all, and what I think will matter.
It may seem ironic that the first female thinker in pop culture (not in books – books have had them since Doris Lessing) came to us with corkscrew curls and wacky cloth flowers in her hair, teetering on Manolos worn over Japanese-schoolgirl socks. But really, can you name a TV show or film prior to this that centred around a woman reflecting about her life and the world? Carrie, for better or worse, was our first pop-culture philosopher.
What about other firsts from Sex and the City that made a big difference in women's lives, and probably, by extension, men's lives too? Let's just take a look at Samantha. The history of English – and one might say western – culture, when it comes to female sexuality, is the history of sluts getting punished for their lust.
From the teenage non-virgins stoned to death in the Bible, to Hester Prynne and Madame Bovary, sluts always, but always, get some terrible disfiguring disease – or die. They are always object lessons to women reading or watching that they can't get away with it – if it is sexual autonomy and self-expression. Erica Jong will always be a personal heroine of mine because her alter ego, Isadora Wing in Fear of Flying, broke that convention so decisively. But again, books are not enough. In TV or film, do you get to be a slut without comeuppance? Never. Yet there is Samantha, bawdy as the Wife of Bath, always cheerfully horny and materialistic, utterly without Calvinic redeeming qualities, living at last with her devoted younger boy toy in LA in the Sex and the City movie – finally leaving him because she is just not cut out to mix her driving, unmediated sexual energy with commitment. Did not thousands of young women eager to explore their sexuality, but scared of being labeled sluts by their peers, breathe a sigh of relief or even liberation watching Samantha down another tequila, unrepentantly ogle the sex god at the end of the bar, and get richer and more beautiful with age, with no STDs or furies pursuing her? Charlotte and Miranda are fine, as they go – stereotypes of the good girl and the restless corporate achiever. But Carrie, and then Samantha? A revolution.
Oddly enough, as I was getting ready to write this, I stepped into a restaurant in New York – and in brushed a woman in big sunglasses and crazy boots, who warmly greeted the staff in a manner so familiar to me I smiled instinctively. I thought it must be a friend of mine. Well, I wasn't completely wrong. Actually, it was Sarah Jessica Parker, a stranger. Yet every woman in the room reacted with a similar happy, gut familiarity.
Why? Not because of the actor – because of the character.
Because we had all heard Carrie's stories from our own girlfriends, and recognised in her something of our best selves. Hey girlfriend!
80 degrees + a porn
when Rochester gets too hot
innocent no more
解释下,porn是学校公映的,annual event.
没有情节没有镜头, all about sex... and it was gross!
新玩意儿 Haiku
http://www.toyomasu.com/haiku/#howtowritehaiku
大概格式是第一句第三句5个音节,第二句7个音节
要包含和季节有关的词语
其中要有一个小转折(cut)
我也试了下 挺有趣
My dear friend Miss Owl
Why are you staring at me?
Because I am you
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Saturday, March 27, 2010
谷歌
是不是只有所谓的providing uncensored information is an important asset for search engines?
还是考虑到了stakeholders', instead of stockholders', benefit?
还是原本就在中国市场赚不了多少,想乘机炒作一把,提高在其他市场的知名度和声誉?
有机会/有能力做个reseach就好了
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
不敢想象
有天google.com.hk被封
有天连gmail也上不去
...
而这样的大概率事件
是不得不要为其做好心里准备的
要知道
Picasa早就成了有字儿没图儿的页面
Blogger也早已沦入"该页无法显示"的境地
还有什么比这更糟糕的么?
HARUKI MURAKAMI
http://www.nytimes.com/2007/07/08/books/review/Murakami-t.html?_r=2&ex=1186027200&en=3284166571714755&ei=5070
By HARUKI MURAKAMI
Published: July 8, 2007
I never had any intention of becoming a novelist — at least not until I turned 29. This is absolutely true.
I read a lot from the time I was a little kid, and I got so deeply into the worlds of the novels I was reading that it would be a lie if I said I never felt like writing anything. But I never believed I had the talent to write fiction. In my teens I loved writers like Dostoyevsky, Kafka and Balzac, but I never imagined I could write anything that would measure up to the works they left us. And so, at an early age, I simply gave up any hope of writing fiction. I would continue to read books as a hobby, I decided, and look elsewhere for a way to make a living.
The professional area I settled on was music. I worked hard, saved my money, borrowed a lot from friends and relatives, and shortly after leaving the university I opened a little jazz club in Tokyo. We served coffee in the daytime and drinks at night. We also served a few simple dishes. We had records playing constantly, and young musicians performing live jazz on weekends. I kept this up for seven years. Why? For one simple reason: It enabled me to listen to jazz from morning to night.
I had my first encounter with jazz in 1964 when I was 15. Art Blakey and the Jazz Messengers performed in Kobe in January that year, and I got a ticket for a birthday present. This was the first time I really listened to jazz, and it bowled me over. I was thunderstruck. The band was just great: Wayne Shorter on tenor sax, Freddie Hubbard on trumpet, Curtis Fuller on trombone and Art Blakey in the lead with his solid, imaginative drumming. I think it was one of the strongest units in jazz history. I had never heard such amazing music, and I was hooked.
A year ago in Boston I had dinner with the Panamanian jazz pianist Danilo Pérez, and when I told him this story, he pulled out his cellphone and asked me, “Would you like to talk to Wayne, Haruki?” “Of course,” I said, practically at a loss for words. He called Wayne Shorter in Florida and handed me the phone. Basically what I said to him was that I had never heard such amazing music before or since. Life is so strange, you never know what’s going to happen. Here I was, 42 years later, writing novels, living in Boston and talking to Wayne Shorter on a cellphone. I never could have imagined it.
When I turned 29, all of a sudden out of nowhere I got this feeling that I wanted to write a novel — that I could do it. I couldn’t write anything that measured up to Dostoyevsky or Balzac, of course, but I told myself it didn’t matter. I didn’t have to become a literary giant. Still, I had no idea how to go about writing a novel or what to write about. I had absolutely no experience, after all, and no ready-made style at my disposal. I didn’t know anyone who could teach me how to do it, or even friends I could talk with about literature. My only thought at that point was how wonderful it would be if I could write like playing an instrument.
I had practiced the piano as a kid, and I could read enough music to pick out a simple melody, but I didn’t have the kind of technique it takes to become a professional musician. Inside my head, though, I did often feel as though something like my own music was swirling around in a rich, strong surge. I wondered if it might be possible for me to transfer that music into writing. That was how my style got started.
Whether in music or in fiction, the most basic thing is rhythm. Your style needs to have good, natural, steady rhythm, or people won’t keep reading your work. I learned the importance of rhythm from music — and mainly from jazz. Next comes melody — which, in literature, means the appropriate arrangement of the words to match the rhythm. If the way the words fit the rhythm is smooth and beautiful, you can’t ask for anything more. Next is harmony — the internal mental sounds that support the words. Then comes the part I like best: free improvisation. Through some special channel, the story comes welling out freely from inside. All I have to do is get into the flow. Finally comes what may be the most important thing: that high you experience upon completing a work — upon ending your “performance” and feeling you have succeeded in reaching a place that is new and meaningful. And if all goes well, you get to share that sense of elevation with your readers (your audience). That is a marvelous culmination that can be achieved in no other way.
Practically everything I know about writing, then, I learned from music. It may sound paradoxical to say so, but if I had not been so obsessed with music, I might not have become a novelist. Even now, almost 30 years later, I continue to learn a great deal about writing from good music. My style is as deeply influenced by Charlie Parker’s repeated freewheeling riffs, say, as by F. Scott Fitzgerald’s elegantly flowing prose. And I still take the quality of continual self-renewal in Miles Davis’s music as a literary model.
One of my all-time favorite jazz pianists is Thelonious Monk. Once, when someone asked him how he managed to get a certain special sound out of the piano, Monk pointed to the keyboard and said: “It can’t be any new note. When you look at the keyboard, all the notes are there already. But if you mean a note enough, it will sound different. You got to pick the notes you really mean!”
I often recall these words when I am writing, and I think to myself, “It’s true. There aren’t any new words. Our job is to give new meanings and special overtones to absolutely ordinary words.” I find the thought reassuring. It means that vast, unknown stretches still lie before us, fertile territories just waiting for us to cultivate them.
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I came to understand why his novels are so amazing, and how he made the words flow.
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Paris Je T'aime?
that's what it sings at the end of the movie.
Maybe I should go to Paris someday.
Yes, someday.
to be in the "meme histoire."
Mais, maintenant, j'aime Paris? Paris m'aime?
巴黎 好像是一样藏在箱底的宝物
一直都不敢去把它拿出来 仔细瞅瞅
而事实上 我的确不知道它是什么
想要save it to the very moment
当我能流利说法语了 当我对culture francais不再那么陌生了
当我对它的期待不再是La Tour Eiffel, Le Louvre, L'Arc de Triomphe....
《Paris Je T'aime》 改变了我的想法
Yes, I should go.
To be in the same story.
那样 我才能真正了解巴黎 爱上巴黎
Oui, on va au Paris!
Monday, March 15, 2010
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Monday, March 8, 2010
Saturday, March 6, 2010
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Thursday, February 25, 2010
gmail最牛!
我在写邮件 写完忘记attach了就点了send
结果!gmail居然给我说你在email里写了"I have attached",你确定要发送吗?
真是谢天谢地!否则我这封重要邮件就这么莫名其妙地发出了...
其实gmail本来还有个功能,就是在邮件刚发出的1-2秒,上面有个框会显示邮件正在发送中,后面还有个undo键,可以在last moment取消.但是刚次试了下,好像没有了...囧
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Sunday, February 21, 2010
一个cleavage引发的惨案
顺便清理电脑屏幕和键盘
突然 爸爸讲话很诡异地停顿了好一会儿
抬头看屏幕
惊现cleavage!!!
赶快抬正屏幕
父女俩人 虽面不红 心在跳
父：你在干嘛？
女：阿 我在清理屏幕
---------------------------- --- --- ---->（乌鸦飞过）
Friday, February 19, 2010
Career Fair有感
穿着寒假妈妈买的全套正装 信心满满!
虽然前一晚临时抱了充足的佛脚 面对HR 还是会轻微口吃心虚不知道自己到底好在哪里
可能我确实没什么好的.
虽说是递出了几份resume 怎么都觉得自己的表现太简单太形式化了 完全不impressive
要怎么办才好呢?
自然不是临时抱佛脚就能解决的
发现自己目前很大的问题在于:着眼于外表的东西 想方设法地去修饰美化 却忽略了其实毫无内容照样是绣花枕头一个
意识到自然是好的. 然而外表的修饰(像写resume/cover letter etc.)往往也总要占据掉我很多的时间/精力 一来一去就完全被它们牵着鼻子走了
惰性更是大敌!改进内在(好好读WSJ/好好看书)做起来比想起来要难的多的多,也因此总是虎头蛇尾
我真是个漏洞百出的人阿!
也想了更深远的问题
有理想是好事儿?
我似乎莫名其妙地就在心中奠定理想这辈子非做investment banker不可
可是最近因为找intern的缘故 i-banking的工作太competative 也要保持open-minded 看些别的行业 例如asset management, financial advising, 甚至是insurance, etc.
每当看到行业介绍里说 XX职业虽然xxxxxx 但是至少比你干i-banking被老板当苦力使的同学好多了 起薪也高 也不用做牛做狗没日没夜地做
朋友里面有人考actuarial test都考到第二个了 现在才知道insurance company都看你考试到什么程度来招人 我呢 到几个星期前才知道有这么回事儿...
我也动摇了 我要不要也去考呢? 我要不要也考虑当精算师呢? 我的坚持会意味着什么呢 愚蠢无知吗?
说到考试 再过个一年半载的也应该要开始考虑CFA考试的事儿了 否则我看也别想实现什么所谓的梦想了
咳 这生活真不是人活的
可是 活着不该就是这样的么?
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Monday, February 15, 2010
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Friday, February 12, 2010
学一新词儿
Mcqueen去世了 满天的 R.I.P.才让我去wiki了下什么意思
in Latin, RIP=Requiescat in pace (sing)/ Requiescant in pace (plu).
in English, it stands for Rest in peace.
记住了....
Thursday, February 11, 2010
好皮肤不用粉
今天皮肤就爆好了! 还有人问我 你擦了粉底了么? 哇哈哈 开心~
所以 睡觉才是最好的保养品噢~
雪 午夜 枯枝 回家
这样的时候最想爸爸妈妈 最觉得自己对不起他们 最觉得自己要努力!
快过年了哩
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Wish List
唉 俺也跨入为年轻发愁的行列拉.. 20阿20 你好可怕
期待即将到来的眼霜和caudalie面膜 好怕会有小鱼尾纹怕出来 好怕变老阿!!
#1
Shiseido新系列White Lucent <女人我最大>介绍似乎很好用噢~
White Lucent Brightening Protective Moisturizer
传说用了可以淡斑 使肌肤不那么暗沉噢~
可以在sephora free shipping买噢~
http://www.sephora.com/browse/product.jhtml?id=P173663&shouldPaginate=true&categoryId=5337
USD 52
#2
想拥有完美红唇?娇兰!
Rouge G de Guerlain Jewel Lipstick Compact
看到有人推荐22号的dark cherry red
USD 45 这个有点奢侈了
改天跑店里试下去
#3
还是口红... A woman can never have too many lipsticks, haha!
M.A.C lipstick
Morange
也都是看别人推荐的 橘色看起来很不错噢~
USD 14
只知道M.A.C eyeliner, eyeshadow, eye cream做得不错 不知道lipstick怎样哩
有待考证!
#4
kate spade kate spade
当有一天我成了OL 就一定要拥有一本她家的planner 一只她家的包包 一套她家的套装
超级upper east side的感觉
最近看spring collection广告的时候 第一眼就被model穿的橘红兮兮的flats迷倒了! model在那小红鞋里面跳来跳去的 很是晃眼哩
Kate Spade Bow
USD 198
http://www.katespade.com/product/index.jsp?productId=3948213&cp=2632454.1866712
下次记得要写已经在用的skincare review
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Sunday, February 7, 2010
réfléchir
最近因为法语课又看了遍l'auberge espanole. 讲的似乎是主人公去到巴塞罗那study abroad重新认识自己的过程. 最喜欢他刚到巴萨罗纳的时候 倒叙式的独白 说当初的自己完全没有想到将会对眼前陌生的街景那么熟悉...后面好像还有一个场景说自己是巴黎的也是巴塞罗那的...一直到最后 指着满地的照片 说这个是我那个是我另外个还是我..... 虽然还是有点不太懂里面他出现幻觉的一段 但还蛮能在故事里面联想到自己的 (reflechir这个词也蛮形象的噢 反射的思考?) 我想 艺术表现原本也是意识的流露吧 无须追究导演的本意 从中得到共鸣和对自己而言的启示才更重要吧. Xavier是完全脱胎换骨地改变了 就好像是把一个原本窥探不到内部的上着拉链的袋子完全翻过来 让反面实实在在的内容得到体现了. 来这儿也都快两年了 前段跟复旦男聊天 (就是那次那个用作自欺欺人自我安慰也好的小黑屋被彻底掀翻了) 才真正开始想这个问题 虽然也都隐约感到在外面的一层被强硬地削下来了 可是究竟里面是什么呢? 怎么总觉得是一团乱麻呢.. 哈哈!剪不断理还乱了要whatever.... 赶作业去
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Dream dress!!!!!!
omg! This dress killed me first time I saw it. And it's named CALLALILLY!
See the description:
Evocative and graceful, Vera Wang’s Callalilly gown is an exceptional example of flower as inspiration. The gown itself is a strapless modified mermaid of asymmetrically draped layers of silk organdy. Available in Ivory or White. The opening price point starts at $8,000.
I want this dress SO bad.... :O
Friday, February 5, 2010
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Sunday, January 31, 2010
其实也都不是那么糟
拾起那些淡去的友情
爱着那个爱着我的人
-3/12/09
现在其实还蛮欣喜的
那些远在iowa/hz/wh的人们 倒是真的如愿保持联系着
而那个我曾经爱的人 我相信 现在我们也像friend一样爱着对方
真的也都没那么糟噢
pppppppperiod
看来C同学和我感想差不多哩
真是一群"犯贱"的人哩
本来只是因为想逃避姐妹会的活动 想扯个谎说痛经还不舒服
谁知道遭惩罚 真胀痛起来..
咳 人那!
睡到现在 准备做功课了.. 真是颠倒的生物钟...月经调才怪哩 :(
Saturday, January 30, 2010
该死的又想家了
女主角的妈妈 也是属于正常的生老病死了
她做了一个梦 妈妈说完"如果我不在了你该怎么办" 就挥手告别 渐渐走远 好像溶解在空气里一样消失了
看完那集 我大哭了一场..[最近似乎pms 变得很emotional..]
我用力地去抚摸墙上照片里爸爸妈妈的脸 从没有这么homesick过
sick的不是因为现在见不到回不了家 是因为将来+将来的将来 我也许还要一直持续这样的状态下去
哼 蒲公英的孩子 落在哪里都生根 幼稚的我怎么信了一辈子这样的话
想着想着 于是很害怕有一天(而这一天必将到来)我的亲人 也将这样溶解在空气里 加入到新一轮大自然的循环/reincarnation...
其实 待在父母身边 平平淡淡的一生 又有什么不好?
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Sunday, January 24, 2010
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Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Thursday, January 14, 2010
special, no more
It will always be a memorable day, but the content that makes it memorable exists no more.
又有多少东西像这样vaguely存在我们的脑海里
生日何尝不是. 会更多地想起母亲分娩的痛呢还是期待礼物预备狂欢?
好像人活着活着就变一个空壳了
记忆都在 意义早丢了