A gem from MC

I luv this paragraph, so I quote part of his blog post here:

I’ve had an epiphany up here. My pursuit of the arts was a pursuit of the perfect. By pursuing I mean create. But I cannot create perfection, no one can. No human can. We may try, but it is impossible. Whatever man creates, there is always room for improvement. There are solutions, upgrades, and progress and critiques. Nature does not need to solve anything, or upgrade its equipment, be concerned with progress, or have peers judging its acceptability and quality. It just is. It’s done. Its perfect. Sure life changes and evolves, and mountains collapse and rise, but there is order and purpose to this. Mankind has no order or purpose. We just build arbitrary superficial systems to impose social hierarchies that limit the division of resources to a set number of humans in a sickening and outdated tribal mentality. We claim superiority over non-humans, but we are the same as wolves or gorillas, but with guns and ipods.

CJ7

I'm going to talk about CJ7. Wait, it's actually Shen Zhou7, I screwed up.

So ShenZhou 7 is launching in a bit. My parents are now watching TV, switching among chanels as waiting to see the launching.

I recieved a funny spam SMS from a ringtone platform. The platform is quite clear, it's not a cheat. Anyway. It is basically asking me to log onto the page and register for that service which they will later send me the sound sent to the ground from ShenZhou 7 after it landed. I am wondering how many Chinese will be this passionate about this. Well, we have 1.3 billion people, a small proportion is a large number.

As the first two spacefight made LiWei YANG and the crew national heroes, the crew is always the media focus. One of the Chinese newpaper wrote an article for the crew of 3 people, Zhai Zhigang, Liu Boming and Jing Haipeng, with the title reading "all from the peasant family, all are honest and frank people". This title makes me laugh. It makes me somehow feel that we are back in the Mao's time when workers, peasants and soldiers the proletariat go hand in hand to build a new China.

Fall

I'll go slightly out of my way to step on that crunchy fallen leaf.

My personality

I took the Jung personality test today.

My result is kinda accurate, but weird. I'm totally well-balanced, like I'm a bit of everything, but that's also like I'm sitting on the fence, ans hv no opion.

Extroverted (E) 59.38% Introverted (I) 40.63%
Intuitive (N) 54.29% Sensing (S) 45.71%
Thinking (T) 50% Feeling (F) 50%
Judging (J) 52.78% Perceiving (P) 47.22%

ENFJ - "Persuader". Outstanding leader of groups. Can be aggressive at helping others to be the best that they can be. 2.5% of total population.

Milkpowder and Marriage

Married couple may need milkpowder. Yes, but that's not quite what I want to say.

Lately, on our family dinner table, the recent milk powder issue has been brought up again. We unevitably looked back at the past food accidents in China, and this made us feel creepy of being in here.

I went to the expat show with DK n Joe this weekend. It's basically a show with all the products and services targeted at expats. DK, a Taiwanese American, said that he's feeling bad, bcoz he's Chinese. What he meant is, the expat in SH is living a totally different (or high-profile) life here. There's even fruits for expat! What the hey! Well, expats' stomaches are pretty fragile, or, should I put it this way, Chinese stomaches are just too tough. Having experienced all these shaddy things in our food, our people is still living happily. And we won soooo many gold medals, we are such a strong and tough species!

I'm off topic. Back to the dinner table.

Con't...

Hide n seek

I had my daily horoscope newsletter delivered to my mailbox again yesterday and it said that I would lost something. I am not quite sure if it was because I lost myself that I stayed in the whole Sat, but anyway, I didn't lose anything so I thought that horoscope was bullsh*t.

This morning, when I was searching my whole apartment for a German book, I accidentally found my electronic dictionary which I have been looking for for more than a month. But I still didn't find my German book. A "gain" and a loss, count as "break even". So I was ok.

Later in the evening, I found that I can't find my eyeglasses and the gucci glasses case. I remember I liked them so I hided them somewhere under good protection, but now I can't find them. Then I remembered that I had 2 other nice bras that I also hided and couldn't find them. It is like playing hide-n-seek with myself. I felt kinda pissed coz this count as a "loss", but my optimistic gene told me that I would discover them someday with great suprise as if they were a gift from god. I'm sure everyone has experienced this when they unexpected felt the 10-dollar-bill left in their pocket last summer.

Last summer,,, Oh, last summer! Last summer, I didn't want myself to have this guy all over my mind, so I got his photo+ student card out of my wallet n hided it together with his postcard. But now I totally got over him and wanted to find them out as a sweet memory. Somehow, I never see them again. But I was sure that I can always find them in my memory, with an effortless hide-n-seek.

With my brain, I can never lose anything.

Woman or Food?

It's easier to be faithful to a restaurant than it is to a woman. - Fellini

Love is like defecation

Love is like defecation,

you can's stop it when it comes.

Love is like defecation,

when flushes, it would never come back.

Love is like defecation,

it's different every time.

Love is like defecation,

Great effort sometimes only ends up in a fart.

I'm NOBODY

I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there's a pair of us — don't tell!
They'd banish us, you know.

How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog
To tell your name the livelong day
To an admiring bog!

The poem's first stanza tells how the speaker meets a fellow "nobody" — a friend. Together, the two nobodies can enjoy each other's company and their shared anonymity.

As a pair, they aren't really nobodies anymore. That's why the speaker says, "Don't tell! / They 'd banish us, you know." She understands that once you have another "nobody" at your side, you aren't really a "nobody" anymore. And she doesn't want to be banished or kicked out from what she sees as a society of nobodies.

She's comfortable there.

In the second stanza, the tone of the poem changes. The speaker sounds confident. Perhaps it is her discovery that there are other people like her — other "nobodies"-- that makes her feels strongly that being a "somebody" isn't such a great idea.

She realizes that having a friend who understands you and accepts you as you are is more important than being admired by a lot of people or being in the "in" crowd.

Bogged Down

In the poem's second stanza, the speaker also makes a strange comparison. She says that being a somebody is like being a frog. What does this simile mean? Aside from Kermit, there aren't many celebrity frogs around.

Why does the speaker choose that amphibian as her representative of a public creature?

It's because frogs make a lot of noise. The poem says that frogs, though they can croak and make themselves heard and be noticed, are noticed only by "an admiring bog." The bog is the frog's environment, not the frog's friend. So who cares what the bog thinks?

That's what the poem says about being a "somebody" who gets noticed by an admiring public. Frequently, the relationship is impersonal and distanced, not like a real friendship.Somebodies may have many admirers, but they might not be able to make those personal connections that real friendship offers.

This special connection between two people who consider themselves outsiders is mirrored in Jesse and Leslie's friendship in Bridge to Terebithia. Jess and Leslie are "nobodies" who realize that being just like everyone else would be boring and would diminish their individuality. In the words of Dickinson's poem, it might be said that Jess and Leslie learn that it would actually be quite "dreary to be a somebody!"

Being "nobodies" helps them find each other.

Dickinson's Life

When composing "I'm nobody! Who are you?" it is likely that Emily Dickinson was writing from the heart. She was one of American literature's most reclusive figures. Apart from one trip to Philadelphia, one trip to Washington D.C., and a few trips into Boston, Dickinson spent almost her entire 56 years in her hometown of Amherst, Massachusetts. After she turned 40, she never left the boundaries of her family's property in Amherst.

This unusual life helped Dickinson to feel a bond with people who see themselves as being outsiders and unimportant. Yet, to think of her as a friendless hermit would be incorrect. In fact, the poet had a small number of intense and lasting friendships. These important relationships demonstrate the main idea expressed in "I'm Nobody": Companionship is the best remedy for a feeling of exclusion.

Thu Dinner

I planned to go to a social networking event yesterday, however, at the last minute, I didn't feel social, so I didn't go there. But also in the last minute, KP(not KPMG), DK(not DKNY) and JX somehow agreed to have dinner together on HongMei Entertainment Street near my office, so I met the same old sh*ts again.

Credits shouldn't be given for calling itself entertainment street, because it is actually just bars/restaurants. Hold on, not exactly. I realized last night that there are actually some hookers there, in front of Nancy's Bar (yah, take out your pen and notebook and write this down;] ), or at least, they got some spice. Talking of hookers, it wasn't until last summer(2007) that I heard from my friend that there is some such scenes in SH. Now, take out your notebook and pen, which you already hided away, again, write this down: Ju Lu Rd.. No more Tong Ren Rd., they got cameras installed on the street! What the hell?!

I'm off topic. Anyway, the Mexican food wasn't bad, and the chat on the table is fun that I dun even remember what we talked about. Just one thing, KP told me that he knew my blog from a kinky dirty German colleague, who I have no idea who he is. And DK n KP is complaining that I was using too many abbreviations. So, now I'm writing proper Eng.