Wednesday, December 9, 2009

今天看到一句话

中国摇滚为什么起不来?原因之一,可能因为某些参与摇滚的人素质太低 其表现出来的是:只学到摇滚的愤世嫉俗与粗口色情 没有学到摇滚的包容异己,与多元角度
中国摇滚起不起来不晓得 不过最后一句话倒是真的
不仅仅是摇滚 而且是各个方面
觉得新加坡international , 充斥着英美文化的影响
其实 It's just a small island, in GRE it is insular.

今天去面 an American.
特别激动的聊着宾州的秋天。在新加坡我感觉不到时间再走。慢慢的人就老了。
不过这样也好。时间过得快。
回来的路上就碰到Matt, 他马上就回psu了。
现在下着雪吧。圣诞之后 我离开得整整一年。

今天还看见一口水战 无聊的可以去死。

It's getting annoying. You dont wanna to be related to another person over and over again.

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

周而复始

生活无趣。
忙碌的要疯了。
Yun叫我不要创新。我也没有觉得自己有什么了不起。
当你发现这个世界都很水
So stupid that you think the world is hopeless.

到底你们都懂什么。我懂什么。还是大家谁都不懂。

and the only cute guy in the office, an American, is leaving this friday.

yoga

http://www.wretch.cc/blog/j7882060 知道名人的blog都不会写什么,只有不痛不痒。
神秘嘉宾不是如此。
始终觉得这是一个风一样的人。很有意思的一个小孩。
把creep唱成那样的绝对是个好人。

Thursday, December 3, 2009

The boat that rocked

2nd time watching it.
Still, when court finally jumped out of water. when everyone was shouting "Rock N Roll". I couldn't help but burst into tears.
Music never dies. So does the joy it brings.

Stupid

I have entered a stage that feeling everything is stupid.
working is stupid. any kind of work.
isn't bank work stupid? yes!why ppl are still rushing for it? money.
Being in the same position for more than 1 year is going to kill me.
nothing new. nothing to learn. nothing excited.

I told my mom. I am so going to get a PHD.
My mom said, then you will feel everyone is stupid. how are you gonna live in this world?

Then i start to realize this may be true.
I won't stand the fact that the science research is not applied in the real industry. They are still using the stupid simple old model and process.
They are still inefficiently collecting and checking data.
Which there is no way to change it. We have to use human, then cause human errors.

I like Market Probe. The people are nice. I have my own big desk and a little place in the office. I never have such things before. I actually have a real office , I can put my stuff there, coat, mug, notes. there is always Milo, Coke, Tea in the pantry. not as wonderful as Unilever's , but I just like this more, it's lovely and makes me feel like home. i dunno why. the feeling is good. And Working time is flexible enough.

But...maybe i have too much fantasy in market research. Swami is right, at the beginning , you should not expect those glamorious jobs.

What am I ending up to?
I want to see you dear. where are we ending up to.

Saturday, November 28, 2009

tired of

I can easily get mad these days.
I just feel some complains are coming from nowhere.
No one is just simply better than the rest.
No one is just unlucky.

I am so tired of hearing the same stuff all over again.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Miss Home

Yesterday I went to meet an aunt from China.
She is a friend of my parents and brought some stuff for me from them.
I am so happy to feel the home.
Food, sweater and Jinan accent.

Just now Yun told he may come back to china next May.
It would be too good for me to believe.
I never thought I could be able to see him in person so easily.
I mean, It is supposed to be easy.
But in reality, I alwyas got the feel that it would be damn hard and wait for another one or two years to come true.

Hope is sometimes the best thing in the world ever.
Hence it could be the one which is so inducing.
The more you think about it, the more you scare it will slip sway.

ALL MY FAULT

I could not blame anyone else.
It's all my fault.
I am just sick of my lousy exam skills.
why am i keeping making silly mistakes while I can work out the most difficult questions. Then everything is wasted again. I can never get A.Even literally i should.

Today, most odd assessment center ever.
I sat in the small interview room alone writing 4 sets of tests and 3 essays and one translation in 5 hours. Cold and hungry. 930am-230pm.
no lunch. no water. no people to talk to.
Even the HR staff went for lunch and then came back, i was still writing my ass off.

IS it the way for them to test our endurance?

Oh Happy Thanksgiving.

Monday, November 23, 2009

Handsome Guys are all married.

I guess we are just too boring. one girl friend and I ranked the handsomeness of guys in one of our courses. 29 persons in all. we came out with top 3.
well, SG really does not have handsome guys.
I feel sorry but the top three are all Chinese.

Then I just found out that 2 of them are married already.
DULL!

the more weird thing is one of them is 27 already and our lecturer (which is No.3) is only 23.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Freedom.

In the preparation of American History exam, I perticularly paid attention to the revolution in 1980s.
A tumultous decade.
I decade of protests, dissents and divides.
People changed, America Changed, the world changed.

One important part is the value. The young adults, the college -aged people, just like us, were against almost all the estabished traditions and the values their parents were used to believe in.
The world sometimes say US is insane. its people are crazy.
BUt one thing never changes -- American people love freedom.
Freedom is the drive for everything.
when the society is sick, they take drugs, play the music very loud, dance around and build themselves a fantacy world where everything is beautiful.

But why I feel the people in that era were the purest ever. I just love the 1960s and the brilliant music and brilliant ideas. though there were wars, there were inequality.

Look now. People are getting weird.
I did not see freedom. I see they rush to the same destination, they speak the same language, they have the similar dream and want similar things.
I see people 's contempt on those real nice and beautiful behaviors. people's ignorance of the real problems out there in then world. I see people 's selfishness and narrowness. I see people too concentrate on who they are and their little square but not the whole picture.I see people's strong wish to successbut even donno what they really love to do for the rest of life. I see people gossip around. I see people being lazy and stupid.

I see myself one of them too.

I should , and have to , get out of here.