My mum's remote control

My mum all the way from China has managed to set me up with a guy in seattle US. She is a superwoman.
So, I am meeting him the first time and his one big family tomorrow from the US in Vancouver.

I hope I won't end up swallowing too much food due to extreme boredom and embarrassment.

He sent me a few emails in the past few days. They all have no more than 10 words.
Like: do you snowboard? See you

or " have you ever been to Seattle? have a good night"

I will replied: " yes. good night" or " I do, see you"

It is gonna to be so much fun...

I had an one night stand

I didn't tell anyone about this. His name is a secret.
Just want to talk about this painful event here in this diary -no- one- reads.

I had my first one night stand a few months ago. It broke my heart and it was one of the worst thing I had ever done to myself. I really like if not love him because I believe he is a very nice person and he felt the same for me. But it turn out I am totally nobody in his life and he just have sex with me because it was convenient.

I felt like a piece of trash. I called him names the other day and he was not very happy about it.

I can still feel the pain. Is that because I love him or just my self-esteem is complaining?

He is probably not someone I will get alone with once I really get to know him and might not even worth my time to think of. Maybe it is better to end this way or even better end with a double slap on his face.

I probably really just like a prostitute to him. ( he did offer me 2000 dollar from all those money he won that night)

Will my love life in 2008 get any better?

OK! I love southpark and channel 57! I admit that!

And all my clothes are black and brown. Who is Mr DressUP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

About reading and fashion

This is my own narrow opinion:

People in this country love channel 57 and south park, family guy so much. Reading is boring for majority of the young people.

What kind of conversation you can have with someone only read south park and comedy channel?
Usually they have a unrealistic over inflamed self-image and laugh at the world with this semi sick kind of humor.

Most of time I found talking to Canadian is like talking to a piece of wall with nothing growing on it but stupid jokes.

Yes, by the way, most of the girl here dress either like a street worker or like a construction worker. Very rare see someone in the kind of clothing that respect her true self with certain kind of intellectual class.

I think my comment is safe since only maybe Adam is reading this, and he might found this funny.

I am happy. Am I boring if I love reading? Why reading is boring in Canada?

You can tell by how rare I post here that I am recently busy and a lot happier than before.

I am a bit ashamed of myself being such a miserable person in the past.

I accidentally found the book <> in Chinese version, and I am reading both english and chinese version at the same time this morning. It turned out to be quiet a good interpretation of the original writing from Thomas L. Friedman.

Here is one memo from David Schlesinger to his employees:

Off-shoring with obligation

I grew up in New London, Connecticut, which in the 19th century was a major whaling center. In the 1960's and 70's the whales were long gone and the major employers in the region were connected with the military - not a surprise during the Vietnam era. My classmate's parents worked at Electric Boat, the Navy and the Coast Guard. The peace dividend changed the region once again, and now it is best known for the great gambling casinos of Mohegan Sun and Foxwoods and for the pharmaceutical researchers of Pfizer. Jobs went; jobs were created. Skills went out of use; new skills were required. The region changed; people changed. New London, of course, was not unique. How many mill towns saw their mills close; how many shoe towns saw the shoe industry move elsewhere; how many towns that were once textile powerhouses now buy all their linens from China? Changes is hard. Change is hardest on those caught by surprise. Change is hardest on those who have difficulty changing too. But change is natural; change is not new;change is important. The current debate about offshoring dangerously hot. But the debate about work going to India,China and Mexico is actually no different from the debate once held about submarine work leaving New London or shoe work leaving Massachusetts or textile work leaving North Carolina. Work gets done where it can be done most effectively and efficiently. That ultimately helps the New Londons, New Bedfords and New Yorks of this world even more than it helps the Bangalores and Shenzhens. It helps because it frees up people and capital to do different, more sophisticated work, and it helps because it gives an opportunity to produce the end product more cheaply, benefiting customers even as it helps the corporation. It's certainly difficult for individuals to think about " their" work going away, being done thousands of miles away by someone earning thousands of dollars less per year. But it's time to think about the obligations of off-shoring as well as the opportunities ... Every person, just as every corporation, must tend to his or her own economic destiny, just as our parents and grandparents in the mills, shoe shops and factories did.

Should marriage be forever?

I am dating someone I think.
My neighbor turn out to be a very good looking single EA software engineer whose mum is working as an ambassadar in Syria.

I am so busy recently. But very happy : )

M is a good man, but he is married. We can be very good friends. But there are so many times that we almost got into romantic situations. I hope both he and his wife can solve out their issues and find peace within themselves.

Should marriage be forever? When you really think about it. It is rediculous : )

But what do I know?

Happy Orange and Love - Cheers!

Your email is really not that short. It is good length.
My depression forecast is short.
I woke up 5:30 and couldn't go back to bed. Keep thinking what an asshole I am and what an ass-like life I am living.

Somtimes I feel like one big piece of Ass walking around with no brain in it but cheese.

I want to run around naked sometimes and kick people in their asses. I am that kind of person with violent and suicidal genes.

Please smack me in my head...

Blue sky and lovely birds - Yellow flowers smiling

Hi Adam:

Thank you so much for delivering the gift to Meg and Darwin. You are a good friend and you treat me like a queen sometimes. ( except that you didn't feed me cheese every day )

I am fat these days and there is not much I can do about it.

I am getting ready to go to hell Monday. ( UBC some schooling again ) I might get some bullying from some big geeks there and you will need to help me kick some asses if that happens.

Don't read my diary

I took a look at my diary. It is very depressing.
There are a few reasons: I only write down my depressing thoughts; by writing them down, somehow make me feel better.
I am depressed 40 percent of the time which is making this diary even more depressing.
I have a low selfesteem.
I am a big piece of looser.
Nobody loves me and I can't love anyone.

......I think I should stop before I run to the kitchen and get my butcher knife and start to butcher myself.

By the way, the other day I saw a video on youtube teaching people how to cut your own legs off and another one teach you how to have sex with a sheep. He was really cutting it off . I almost puke all my lunch out after seeing the video.
How can anyone get so sick? Was that his dad drunk some toxic chemical while having sex with his mum? or somehow his mum was a mutated violent monkey?

He

I have decided to forget about him. Deleting all his contact info from the computer and cell phone is easy but deleting everything about him in my head and my heart will take a long time. It is never gonna to work anyway. It still give me a heart attack feeling when I wake up in the morning thinking about him. Is this call love or it is just that I am horny?

What is the point that seeing him for half an hour once a month? I am really not in his heart and what is the point behaving like a sticker which will only hurt myself.

I am just so used to having him around and it is killing me now that he is sure sure gone forever.

I might never be able to find my truth love. I don't probably deserve it.

Designers

I have been reading about design history. Below paragraph I found rather interesting. Is it still suitable to describe current situation?

Bob Gage and Helmut Krone, Two art directors at Doyle Dane Bernbach, Were particularly critical in their comments on graphic design and typography. " Design is cold," said Gage, " it doesn't move people." Whereas Krone claimed that, " The thing about DDB was that designers were like poison. Somebody who knew how to draw was poison. A guy who was too good a typographer - we didn't want him. " Krone explained that, " We knew about the Bauhaus, but we weren't after design, we were after advertising. We were interested in reaching people. That's all we were interested in. "

http://www.ddbcanada.com/base.php

Have been practicing my handwriting recently too. I prefer Copperplate Commercial Style from the 18th century.

I am joining the UBC multimedia study course very soon. Can't wait also to join the photography Saturday class in Langara.

A suicide from Foshan back home

This happened back home in Foshan. I worked here for Mattel just one year ago, and now some one back home far far away died because of this Company. I feel very sorry for this guy even though it was partially his own fault.

When can we be better as a nation and create products that we all be proud of?

It is a very sad article below, but the last sentence I still found rather funny indeed, and I can almost picture it in my head.

China toy manufacturer commits suicide after Mattel recall

When Mattel Inc. recalled nearly a million toys manufactured by Zhang Shuhong's company, he fought hard to find a way to resume sales to America. They were the lifeblood of his firm, Lee Der Industrial Co., Ltd., and its lucrative share of the export boom driving China's economic growth.

But as Zhang's factories in the southern city of Foshan lay idle, workers started drifting off, fearing they would never start up again. Then Chinese authorities sealed Zhang's ruin by announcing Thursday that he was prohibited from exporting toys until further notice because of the defects denounced by Mattel.

Zhang was found dead in a company warehouse two days later, colleagues said Monday, apparently having hanged himself in despair. His death dramatized the high stakes in an international scare over unsafe Chinese products and an increasingly vigorous government crackdown designed to restore confidence in the vital export industry.

"I think the company is about to go bankrupt," said an executive of a Lee Der subsidiary who identified himself only as Wang. "Otherwise, he wouldn't have committed suicide."

[...]

Factories churning out U.S.-bound products, which sprawl across Foshan and most of the rest of Guangdong province, have played a key role in providing employment for millions of farm youths. The Communist Party government has come to rely on them for maintaining not only employment but also the swift economic expansion that has transformed the lives of China's 1.3 billion inhabitants.

As a result, officials have reacted strongly to the reports of dangerous food and other products exported under the Made in China label. After an initial period seeking to play down the problem, they have repeatedly announced moves to strengthen supervision and increase cooperation with U.S. safety authorities. One sequence on official China Central Television news showed smartly uniformed food safety inspectors running out of their offices like firemen responding to an alarm.

Elizabeth Gilbert - eat,pray,love

I find the endurance of the Augusteum so reassuring, that this structure has had such an erratic career, yet always adjusted to the particular wildness of the times. To me, the Augusteum is like a person who's led a totally crazy life - who maybe started out as a housewife,then unexpected became a widow, then took up fan-dancing to make money,ended up somehow as the first female dentist in outer space, and then tried her hand at national politics-yet who has managed to hold an intact sense of herself throughout every upheaval.

I look at the Augusteum, and I think that perhaps my life has not actually been so chaotic, after all. It is merely this world that is chaotic, bringing changes to us all that nobody could have anticipated. The Augusteum warns me not to get attached to any obsolete ideas about who I am, what I represent, whom I belong to, or what function I may once have intended to serve. Yesterday I might have been a glorious monument to somebody, true enough-but tomorrow I could be a firework depository. Even in the Eternal City, says the silent Augusteum, one must always be prepared for riotous and endless waves of transformation.

Another man on the street want to buy me dinner ( why I am not in Italy instead )

Here were I. Walking down homer back to my place 12:00pm bright day light. I admit, the shirt I had on was a big low cut.

Here comes a middle age man again, ask me where I were from again and " Can you stay in Canada? Are you working or studying? You live in Vancouver? " I want to right give him some hidden dragon and crouching tiger up in his sin organ. I asked him back all the same questions. And at the end he said: of course I can stay, I am very rich!!

He say: you are so gorgeous. You are very beautiful. I really want to buy you dinner.
I want to ask him: If you really think I am so beautiful, why you think you have a chance dating me when you are in your 50s waiting around the corner to talk to vulnerable Asian girls like a looser? You mother fucker think all Asian girls are desperately want to stay in Canada who will sell themselves out like hookers? ( I want to form an :' asian girl anti freak vanconver resecue emergency service.' ) We have the right to immigrate anywhere we want. There might be really something that some Asian girl had done that kind of promote this kind of sickness. If that is the case, I want to reach out to them, and help them to get to stay with their own ability and kick all those freaks' asses.

I regret that I didn't kick his nut and give him a very good lesson. Like pouring boiling wax up into his anus and ........

Apologize for my violent thought.

I got a call from the doctor

I might be able to learn Italian again.There is no other reason, not for getting jobs, not for being fancy. Just that I want to learn the most beautiful language on earth which were designed by a poet and a real artist. ( ok! i admit it! I kind of want to be fancy!! )

The doctor's office called me last night ( which is rather strange). A lady told me on the phone "Doctor Ye will like to discuss your test result with you..." I hope is not something serious...
I only had sex with ( almost )one same person about( kind of ) 2 years ago. How big is the chance I got HIV? I eat only things without nutrition and look like shit, how big is the chance I got cancer? I only stay at home 90% of the time, how big is the chance I got Ebola Disease?
But again, I got genes from my parents which I have no control over with, how big is the chance I want to stay single?

Recently I really want to go home to my family and to China. I missed my granddad. He is 88 now and not feeling well most of the time.

I am so full of Shit sometimes. I even feel bad seeing all the fishes I got getting killed, but I am buying bit and pieces of fishes all the time from T$T anyway. Even everyone on earth turn vegetarian, the conflicts are not gonna to be solved. There are more fundamental things than not killing things.

Which is : Killing all the people instead. ( I deserve to go to Hell where I might be able to meet with chairman Mao and ask him " what the hell were you thinking! How you did all these! There is a book about you that is 800 pages in English now! I am kind of proud of you sometimes but hate you as well. My dad want to ask you: why?)

I think my writing style need to be refined a little bit.

A sketch of my dream

Just did this little sketch an hour ago. It was one of my dreams: someone was crying for a dying plant and she wish she can die too, and there is someone left her with this pain on her forehead. She will never be able to get over it and all she want to say to me is please let me go and I want to be with my plants............ It was a weird dream.

I believe I can do this, and really I have no choice.

Tomorrow is my physical exam.I won't be able to eat for 10 hours before that. Hopefully I can find out why my joints hurts recently.
Thursday my interview. Wish myself luck.

Reading a book

It is a very good read. I am on page 57 now. There are so many things I want to learn and do. I guess the inside-out approach mentioned in the book is the one I should look into. I found most of the time my unhappiness were actually caused by some very fundamental issues in my own character and some of my own very deep concerns which shadowed lots of my thoughts and behavior.

I guess before I can properly deal with them. No matter what direction I am heading to there will always be a dark cloud over my head and I might find myself running around and achieve no happiness and satisfaction within myself and with the outside world.

There are so many things to forget and more lessons to be learn. Sometimes you just have to imagine the bright side and think the best of peoples; otherwise life can be unbearable sometimes.

Just got back from fishing. I am 3 grades darker now

I got salmons, halibat, and 3 cods. Just 10 minutes after the captain shown me how to use a fishing pole, I got a big salmon. The whole ship were jealous.

I should have brought the spf 60 sun lotion with me instead of the 30. Well, I guess 3 weeks high quality protein might help the healing process and I will get back my yellowish white tone.

Banff

I went to Banff about one week ago. It is such a beautiful place that I wish I can disapear into the landscape and forget about all those difficult decisions that I need to make the moment with my parents and my own happiness. It is so overwhelming and I feel so alone that only the landscape of the rocky can give me some comfort and mental support.

I guess my attitude towards relationship might be a bit off with the society. I consider marriage is just a way to control the other person and a written agreement of responsiblities and it means nothing while concerning the quality of the relationship which is always just between the two of you and by getting marry will just make things more painful. Marriage used to be a protection for woman and her kids against uncontrollable lust in human nature.

Why I miss him? and a teacher never comb her hair.

It is strange when sometimes you keep thinking about someone? I am not sure what is gooing on but I can't stop wondering what is that person doing.

I just complete my microsoft office series. It is eye opening. I think BCIT generally has pretty good teaching quality. But there is a puzzle > Why my teacher inthe excel class never comb her hair in the morning?It is literally looking like a mental hospital patient every morning, and she is making fun of it herself. Was she thinking combing hair is againt the nature?

Why I look sad?

I heard people told me I always look sad( unhappy )
I guess that is just my facial structure that is kind of sad to begin with. Like a chow chow dog, they born looking very cute and happy, but they might be dying inside.
OK! That is not a good example. Lets put in this way, the look on my face when I am normal, it is maybe more of the confusing look than sad. When I am thinking, my brain longs for more blood by sucking them out from my face. That is where the sad look come from.
I will pay very close attention in the future to force my upper lip muscles to move while I am thinking so that I wont scare my future husband off.

Me and my dont-know-what-kind hat

Somethings is very different here. But you won't be able to tell...: ) I told you about the murder happened in my building a few years back. The killer is a black man. Tonight I met a huge black man in the elevator in my building and he behaved very strange and overly friendly. I were a bit concerned. Am I silly?

北逾陰山

北逾陰山，西極流沙，東盡遼左，南越海表


“敲剝天下之骨髓，離散天下之子女，以奉我一人之淫樂，視爲當然＂
這才是真正的“英雄本質”，金海陵如此，成吉思汗如此，天驕傲世，帝王風流，又有幾個不是如此呢？ 奇怪的芸芸衆生偏偏崇拜這等食人的魔頭，老百姓愛看宮廷戯，莫非是‘雖不能至，心嚮往之’？


Is it really telling how I feel sometimes about some evil coorperations and some political leaders.

First article I wrote for a newspaper

Wrote this article for a chinse newspaper. Still haven't heard anything back from them. I guess it is not good enough: )

在加拿大的电脑动画行业工作有好几年的时间了。

最近的这份工作是为一家本地的电脑游戏制作室制作环境和人物模型，同时负责所有的技术翻译沟通工作。公司在一年前在北京设立了新的制作室，经理是山东人有很强的管理能力，但不会讲英文。

我们的游戏制作小组开始时有25人，除了我以外全是男性。在男性为主的团体内工作有利有弊。通常这类的工作薪酬较高，在应征者之间有相同资历的情况下，女性应征者通常有优势。行内的管理阶层似乎普遍认为阴阳平衡有利于稳定心理情绪，和在一定范围内避免摩擦。加上这类行业本来女性就不多。

但在可能有利益冲突的工作环境，男女是等同的，竞争是时刻存在的。女性其实往往要付出更多的时间和精力才能在实质上得到团体的认同和尊重。加上文化背景的鸿沟，事情会变得更复杂甚至戏剧性。

当前温哥华大约有15 间电脑游戏制作公司。规模最大是EA. 我所在的公司有100人，全职的有大约一半，其他的都是短期合同工。在这行业能得到全职长期合同工作是幸运的。只有全职长期工作人员才能享有公司的各种福利。大多数刚毕业的制作人员现在一般要在得到3，4 年的短期合同工作的经验后才有望得到一份正式的全职工作。有一部分公司甚至没有全职工，当然这些公司有较高的制作人员流动率。

近几年内提供设计制作培训的学校开办了不少，每年毕业的学生现在开始有供过于求的趋势。加上这一行业在某种程度上跟工厂制造业相像，是劳动密集型的工作，只是现在还是一个较新的科技含量行业，其他的发展中国家还没有完全消化。比起象汽车，服装这些有形的产品，这一行业的成品以0101的形式存在，在网上以秒计进行运输。国际化的成本相对很小。将来国际地球村的发展可以预见本地这行未来劳动密集型工作的大幅减少，取而代之以的增加会是在创意构思和客户服务性的工作。在这些发展趋势的影响下，未来可能只有具备技术和艺术高质量结合的制作人员才能在真正程度上‘生存’。要达到这种Geek的境界，需要对行业的最由衷的热爱。有点象真正幸福的婚姻关系，是强求不来的，也是难以用言语形容的。

‘生存’这概念我看是中西有别的。我想在生活态度上加拿大人更注重个性，个人能力的发展培养。过的爽快是最重要的，似乎在帮助高中毕业生择业的时候，他们会花费大部分的时间找寻自我。从我过往的经验看来，国内教育界和家庭更实际，会花较大的精力在社会调查上，寻找最热门的，最有发展潜力的工作以求生活的保障。这两者都是无可厚非的。只是有时候我想，现在真的有所谓的职业保障吗？就算有，可不可以将这个职业指标视为可悲呢？有时候我觉得，人就像一个木啤酒桶，生存能力和质量是由每一根木板的长度和质量而决定的。木板的长度和质量就像人的各种不同的知识和能力，优质的组合造就高质的生活，富有幽默感的灵魂。最好的生存保障只能通过个人知识范围和能力的提升而达致，通过最大限度的自我尊重和理解而达到。了解和尊重自我其实不是一件容易的事情。特别对于涉世不深的年轻人，在找寻和自我认可的过程中很大程度上需要家庭和教育机构的帮助。

你要是问我最让我烦恼的是什么？ 我想是我的短期性‘笑不出来’或‘假笑’症状。 似乎在这一行业工作的男性都有一个共性：最爱讲笑话。有时候我觉得甚至有点像一种比赛，谁讲的更好笑，谁是老大哥。有时候黄色笑话是不可避免的。听说因为我的到来，他们饱受了压抑黄色笑话之苦。我是自认幽默之人，是最爱听笑话的，也爱讲笑话。我发现很多我的名牌笑话翻译过来就不好笑了，成为类似疯人疯语，还是好笑的，只是质量不一样。他们的笑话有时候成为我的每日一语英文学习。当然还是好笑的，只是有时候是一天以后才笑得出来，当时就只能以假笑代之了，或者一个‘笑不出来’的蒙罗丽莎类微笑。

有一天我要出版一部插图的《加拿大电脑怪杰笑话录》，让大家也分享一些粗话和无厘头的幽默。

如果您能笑出来的话，优游潇洒的加拿大生活应该不远了。：）

First Level in CFP Done

Today is the last class for CFP 1. It was a fun class. I had learnt a lot from my classmates and Dick.
Hopefully this will mark the first chapter of my new exciting career experience! Wish me best of luck...
I am going to Victoria this weekend for 5 days and I will be a simultanious translator for the world sustainable environment leader summit. I can't wait to meet the chinese delegation. They are heros in my eyes. I am happy that I can contribute a bit to the environment.

Friday I am going to Richmond and I will help out with North west wild life . I will be able to show kids how to draw map and help them learn more about wildlife in BC. ( I want to learn more too : ) )

Why old pictures are always prettier?

葬花吟

花谢花飞花满天，红消香断有谁怜？

游丝软系飘春榭，落絮轻沾扑绣帘？

闺中女儿惜春暮，愁绪满怀无释处；

手把花锄出绣闺，忍踏落花来复去？

柳丝榆荚自芳菲，不管桃飘与李飞；

桃李明年能再发，明年闺中知有谁？

三月香巢已垒成，梁间燕子太无情！

明年花发虽可啄，

却不道人去梁空巢也倾。

一年三百六十日，风刀霜剑严相逼；

明媚鲜妍能几时，一朝飘泊难寻觅。

花开易见落难寻，阶前闷杀葬花人；

独倚花锄泪暗洒，洒上空枝见血痕。

杜鹃无语正黄昏，荷锄归去掩重门；

青灯照壁人初睡，冷雨敲窗被未温。

为奴底事倍伤神，半为怜春半恼春：

怜春忽至恼忽去，至又无言去不闻。

昨宵庭外悲歌发，知是花魂与鸟魂？

花魂鸟魂总难留，鸟自无言花自羞；

愿奴胁下生双翼，随花飞到天尽头。

天尽头，何处有香丘？

未若锦囊收艳骨，一抔净土掩风流；

质本洁来还洁去，强于污淖陷渠沟。

尔今死去侬收葬，未卜侬身何日丧？

侬今葬花人笑痴，他年葬侬知是谁？

试看春残花渐落，便是红颜老死时；

一朝春尽红颜老，花落人亡两不知！



I remember her. One of the best TV operas from the famous (A Dream Of The Red Mensions ). She were the DaiYu. A very sad but beautiful character. My classmates from my middle shchool used to say I look a lot like her.

I can't believe she is dead now. After her conversion to buddhism, what had happened to her for all these years? She herself is one Daiyu.

Jane Austin

"It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife."

What is the point?

I am dying for some exploration and travellings. Sometimes I just want to give up everything and just go with the wind.

Modern life is rather a silly thing. Am I doom to be trapped in the debt of my parents and gloria career thing?

I just want to experiece different things, obtain different knowledge, try to get the abilities to look at life and human behavior from different angles.

If that is not the reason of living, what will it be?

Confession

Who am I? Sometimes I ask myself. Seems like my life is useless as music. What kind of musci is it? Is the kind that turning from know to unknown over and over again like a running river, a bit polluted but it is running and sometimes it hit something harsh and cry out one or two spashes.

I feel peaceful on my own with my books. I love reading, no nonsense, and most the humor from them I can actually understand.

I am under pressure from my family and sometimes even myself to find someone and settle down have kids. Be honest with you, what is the point? Human being sometimes in my mind are cancer cells, where ever we go, pure and beautiful things get destroyed and we even destroy each others.
I just can not see the point why producing more trouble to the world.

Why am I so negative? Maybe it is just in my gene, I could not help it. : ( One say: the view someone towards the world reflect how much he love himself. I guess all depends. I love myself, maybe a bit too much. That is proably why I get disappointed and wondering why people can be so full of BS?

I feel great! ( what should I do with my eyebrows?)

After about 2 weeks rest without any significant stress, I feel like a new person. It is amazing how much damage can stress cause you. I finally feel like myself again and I can actually have time to read and maybe volunteer.

Have a few choices now: red cross, environmental group or business centre downtown. I will love to volunteer for the environmental group.

I might be able to work for BOM as a stock broker's assistant. It is weird that I already have a rather negative image towards stock broker - they must have red eyes all the time and wear underwear outside of their pants with hair like a bird nest.

菊花台 Words from a beautiful song

Those are some of the most beautiful girls in china. Is like reading a poem while looking at these pictures : ) ( I am not a lesbian just to be clear)

Below are words from a very beautiful song from : Curse of the golden flower







你的泪光
柔弱中带伤
惨白的月弯弯,钩住过往
夜,太漫长
凝结成了霜
是谁在阁楼上,冰冷的绝望
雨,轻轻弹
朱红色的窗
我一生在纸上,被风吹乱
梦,在远方
化成一缕香
随风飘散,你的模样
菊花残,满地伤
你的笑容已泛黄
花落人断肠,我心事静静躺
北风乱,夜未央
你的影子剪不断
徒留我孤单在湖面
成双
花,已向晚
飘落了灿烂
凋谢的世道上
命运不堪
愁 莫渡江
秋心拆两半
怕你上不了岸 一辈子摇晃
谁的江山
马蹄声狂乱
我 一身的戎装
呼啸沧桑
天 微微亮
你轻声地叹
一夜惆怅 如此委婉
菊花残 满地伤
你的笑容已泛黄
花落人断肠 我心事静静躺
北风乱 夜未央
你的影子剪不断
徒留我孤单 在湖面
成双
菊花残 满地伤
你的笑容已泛黄
花落人断肠 我心事静静躺
北风乱 夜未央
你的影子剪不断
徒留我孤单 在湖面
成双

Just Got my CitizenShip Photo ( below )

Apparently, you are not allowed to smile and have facial expressions. I managed to put in a bit of very subtle upper lip movement there. Otherwise, I will look angry and hungry.
Not Bad?!

There are two very strange man come up to me on the street while I were speed walking back to the library to get my forgotten bag full of new clothes. One man told me I have a very unique walk and shake my hand, not like common asian girls walk with two feet facing inwards, ( I guess I were just walking like anyone else but a bit faster). And he also want to know what stuff are in the bag I forgot in the library. Where I came from what am I doing in canada.
I can't help but wonder: Why is that your business?What kind of man will analysis how asian girl walks except he is a freak? What difference can it make asian girl or white girl? You son of a B!!

Vancouer is a city full of freaks and creeps.
Being an asian girl right away let people think they can just ask what color is your under wear right away and where you live. Sometimes I get so angry I just want to tell them to F off.

Calm down. I might need some anger managment.

Live the life of the intellect. Should really with or without a penis make such big differences?

She was a declared atheist from this time, resolved to live the life of the intellect, rather than the spirit.

In 1955 The Mandarins, considered by some to be her best book, was published. It was based loosely on her relatioships with Algen and Sartre and won the Prix Goncourt - the highest literary honour in France. Again banned by the Catholic church, it was dedicated to Algren, despite his unhappiness with the contents. Between 1958 and 1972, simone published four autobiographical works - Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter, The Prime of Life, Force of Circumstance and All Said and Done. These all demonstrated that, as far as possible, she lived like her heroines: and independent woman shaping her life with decisions she made for herself.

In her later books, Simone turned her focus to the subject of decline and death, depicting the problems of ageing and society's indifference to older people in A Very Easy Death and Old age. In 1981 she published A Farewell to Sartre - an account of the last years of Satre's life.

She died of pneumonia in Paris on 14 April 1986 and was buried beside Satre in the Cimetiere de Montparnasse. ' Our relationship', she said, 'was the greatest achievement of my life.'

Something I will love to do?

Hi Lauren

I will be happy to advise you but must wait until my return and it is best to do in person. I will be in touch when I return in mid-May about this point and Gaining Ground.
Michael
At 04:25 PM 26/04/2007 -0700, you wrote:

Hi Micheal:

If I want to pursue some studies in the environmental protection field, what kind of courses will you recommand me?

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A letter I wrote

Good Morning:

The reference letter is for future use in case I want to one day get back to working in 3d. I will get some canadian fine art and design training for I indeed very much enjoy art and design and that was the reason I took it as my first degree in china.

The reasons I left the job are complicated, but it is definitely not because I dislike being an artist with good income.
The reason I decide to learn some different things are also complicated, but it is not just for the pursuit of money.

I am looking for a temparery parttime job the moment for at least 4 months. Someone might contact you for my reference.

May I please still refer you as one of my references?

Thank you so much

Canuck go! Enjoy all the games... I am better in watching hocky,and my eyes can follow the puck now.

Man - 85 percent of the time thinking about sex

Yes, I agree. It is scary!

Is that why some of them look at woman with their semi evil eyes? Is that why if you be friendly with them they will think you want to have intercourse? Is that why if you smile at them they will " fall right in love" with you?

and is that why if you are pretty you get more guys ' friends' for some time even though your brain is made from tofu?

Is that why the two piece of meat on my upper legs become weapons?