Too busy to do something?

One day a teacher asked her students to list the names of the other students in the room on two sheets of paper, leaving a space between each name.

Then she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of their classmates and write it down.

It took the remainder of the class period to finish their assignment, and as the students left the room, each one handed in the papers.

That Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each student on a separate sheet of paper, and listed what everyone else had said about that individual.

On Monday she gave each student his or her list. Before long, the entire class was smiling. "Really?" she heard whispered. "I never knew that I meant anything to anyone!" and, "I didn't know others liked me so much." were most of the comments.

No one ever mentioned those papers in class again. She never knew if they discussed them after class or with their parents, but it didn't matter. The exercise had accomplished its purpose. The students were happy with themselves and one another. That group of students moved on.

Several years later, one of the students was killed in Viet Nam and his teacher attended the funeral of that special student. She had never seen a serviceman in a military coffin before. He looked so handsome, so mature.

The church was packed with his friends. One by one those who loved him took a last walk by the coffin. The teacher was the last one to bless the coffin.

As she stood there, one of the soldiers who acted as pallbearer came up to her. "Were you Mark's math teacher?" he asked. She nodded: "yes." Then he said: "Mark talked about you a lot."

After the funeral, most of Mark's former classmates went together to a luncheon. Mark's mother and father were there, obviously waiting to speak with his teacher.

"We want to show you something," his father said, taking a wallet out of his pocket. "They found this on Mark when he was killed. We thought you might recognize it."

Opening the billfold, he carefully removed two worn pieces of notebook paper that had obviously been taped, folded and refolded many times. The teacher knew without looking that the papers were the ones on which she had listed all the good things each of Mark's classmates had said about him.

"Thank you so much for doing that," Mark's mother said. "As you can see, Mark treasured it."

All of Mark's former classmates started to gather around. Charlie smiled rather sheepishly and said, "I still have my list. It's in the top drawer of my desk at home."

Chuck's wife said, "Chuck asked me to put his in our wedding album."

"I have mine too," Marilyn said "It's in my diary."

Then Vicki, another classmate, reached into her pocketbook, took out her wallet and showed her worn and frazzled list to the group. "I carry this with me at all times," Vicki said and without batting an eyelash, she continued: "I think we all saved our lists."

That's when the teacher finally sat down and cried. She cried for Mark and for all his friends who would never see him again.

The density of people in society is so thick that we forget that life will end one day. And we don't know when that one day will be.

So please, tell the people you love and care for, that they are special and important. Tell them, before it is too late.

日本語

はじめまして。
わたしわ　Yuです。
ちゅうごくから　かました。
せんこうわ　けいえいがくです。
どうぞ、よろしく。

^-^This is the longest I can say during my first Japanese tutorial~ I got a round of applause for saying that. ^-^　

贱人时代

近日，看到一朋友QQ上的签名档换了。
那个眼光之独到，见解之精辟啊。

“流行贱的时代来临了，这个时代什么最贵？——贱人呐！”

Work work work

Day X - Day Y

After doing one whole week work, consulting business professionals, meeting Mr Wong who is in charge of VC funding, meeting Dutch embassadors, we, finally decided to change our business idea.

And, this is half through our project time. God blesses us.

Tour around Singapore

Day 2

Wandering around at Orchard since 3pm...--! Then Night Safari from 8pm to 11pm.
Boring, childish and exhausted.

Day 3

After lessons started from 9pm ended at 2pm, we have our first formal meeting at 3pm at SR4 and ended at around 630pm.
Inefficient, subtract and long-winded.

Day 4

Me, Sheena and Sieds went to Sim Lim Square to do our first market research. Tolerable efficiency, but still, one whole afternoon was gone.

Tour around Singapore

Day 1

Nonya buffet at Singapore Lion City Hotel.
Cycling at East Coast in the afternoon under beautiful sunshine and clear blue sky.
Dinner at Cocoon by Riverside.
Unfortunately, I still dare not to go clubbing with them at night, maybe, I will try it out some other day.

As a whole, wonderful day! ^-^

回来咯

挖咔咔，回来咯~~~
虽然说不上高兴，甚至还有一点点畏惧，不过至少不是陌生的。回去的时间不长，依恋的感觉却是很浓，就像一个comfort zone，进去了就不想出来。
是不是越来越恋家了？越来越没有锐气和斗志了？仿佛已经老了一样。
雨天，让人萧瑟的心情。

催命啊。。。

我的爹啊。。。IEP简直要把我郁闷死了！

一直都没做什么事情，觉得特别guilty，可是，也不是我不愿意做啊，根本就是插不上嘴。一开始就觉得business consultancy的主意不好，跟他们讲了，却没有人听，根本就没有人把我放在眼里。现在好了，咨询了人家专业人士，不可行了吧？！呼呼~~ 又要重头再来。疯掉。本来想，等那帮Dutch guys come over，自己再尽力补上，千万不能让自己像个吃闲饭的。可是，555， 他们12月又要meeting了！我又去不了。T.T 上次就是因为没去，后来说话就一点分量也没有，这次又去不了。。汗，估计他们就会当我不存在了~~ @.@

话说回来，怎么那么缺德的啊！我不就absent了一次吗？消息也不转达，我提的问题也没人回答，这么自私的！呼呼！Political science 了不起啊？一副目中无人的样子，呼呼！Financial statement 会不会做啊？Cash flow 会不会做啊？Stock valuation会不会做啊？不会了吧？哼~~~　不和你一般见识！~.~

也不算分的个东西，搞不懂自己怎么被弄到压力这么大！想起Romily说的，Perhaps, you are imprisoned by your own perfectionism.

Damn it!

夜疯症

最近发现自己这个病是越来越厉害了。好像天一黑，心里也跟着黑了，心情特别低落。就像是黑色的油漆一样，还粘粘的，怎么搅都快乐不起来。

刚才又照例给猪打电话去了。说得好好的，就因为他一句玩笑话就烦了。明明无关紧要，就是发起了脾气！我发脾气有个特点，那就是不说话，管你怎么说，我就是不说。拿着电话筒，手都酸了，脚都快被蚊子咬麻了，他还以为电话断了，我就是不说！心里还生闷气：丫丫的，电话费这么贵，你就不能赶紧多说点好听的？！呼呼！最后以我心疼电话费开口说话收场。-.-!

突然想起以前在华初的时候，班上有一对儿特别好。不是说他们两个怎么怎么粘，是我们班上其他的同学都觉得他们特别天生一对。男生女生都是特别聪明，特别温和，对人特别好的那种。两个人走在一起，简直好得不知道说什么好了！可是没多久，那个女生就整天跟自己的朋友在一起了，而不是跟他在一起。我还记得当时很不解，很八卦的问她为什么。她说：“我也不知道，跟他在一起我就总是发脾气，可能是越close就越这样吧。”听完了，我就更不明白了。@.@

现在想想，仿佛可以理解她当时的感受了。跟越亲密的人在一起，就越容易随意使性子。因为你知道不管你怎么发脾气，不管你怎么无理取闹，不管你怎么没有形象，他都不会介意。他在乎的是你怎样才能开心起来，他担心，他着急，他恨不得打自己一巴掌来惩罚给你带来的不快，即使他没有做错任何事情。

想想，自己真有一种十恶不赦的感觉。-.-! 从开学到现在，大大小小我至少对猪发了十多次脾气。发得最大的那次是他要来新加坡学习工作。坦白地说，是我自私。我觉得他来新的话会给我很大的压力，所以我一直不想他过来。而他，因为想要过来，一直在家学英语。他基础不好，学得又很慢。我又偏偏是急性子，动不动就来气，那次居然脱口而出：“你说你要英语没英语，要钱没钱，你来新加坡做什么？！”他好长时间没说话，然后就哭了，虽然他极力不想让我听到。T.T 话一说出去我就后悔了，可是谁知道我当时那么没心没肺没大脑的，吧唧就说了，唉。。。可怜的猪，每次都当我的出气筒。说出来连婧子都不信，我这么温和的人，会说出这种伤人的话？是的。如果说每个人都有天使和魔鬼的一面的话，猪是唯一唯一见过完整的我的人，这也是为什么我跟老孙说我跟猪相处的时候是最最真实的我。

最近在看《The portrait of a lady》，很多繁冗的语法让我看不太懂。可是其中有一段话是Isabel的朋友Henrietta对她说的，我却很喜欢，像是对我说的一般。

"Well, you think you can lead a romantic life, that you can live by pleasing yourself and pleasing others. You'll find you're mistaken. Whatever life you lead you must put your soul in it - to make any sort of success of it; and from the moment you do that it ceases to be romance ... You think we can escape disagreeable duties by taking romantic views - that's your great illusion, my dear. But we can't. You must be prepared on many occasions in life to please no one at all - not even yourself!"

谁不是呢？每个人在自己的生活环境中都会或多或少为了取悦别人而做一些事情。或许，不取悦别人也没什么大不了，真实，真我，才有真快乐！^.^

ps: 好像严重跑题。-.-!

心情不好

不知道哪根神经有问题，越是考试越是玩，最近从优优那弄来一个在线看电影的网址，实在是不敢恭维《王子变青蛙》，就看起了《早熟》。
在线看的速度实在是慢，上集就看了我近两个小时！！一直卡一直卡，平均看十秒等三十秒。房祖明居然也不是太丑，哈。。
不过看到一半多一点，就不愿意看了。因为突然觉得很害怕，害怕我和猪没有未来。
晚上打电话给猪，声音扁扁的，一副低糜的样子，自然不敢说，我怕我们没有未来。他已经承受了那么大的压力了。打包，回来，吃饭。居然妈妈在qq上。可惜我才晚了9分钟，妈妈就下了。打电话回去，想要说说话，可是声音还是免不了平淡无味。想必妈妈是误解了，以为我不耐烦，便说，那你学习吧，我不打扰你了，说罢就把电话挂了。无语。还不如不打电话回去。
晚上碰到猪的朋友虫子，便聊了起来，实在忍不住，苦水全吐给他了。一顿教训劈头盖脸的泼来。
“我早就跟你说了。。。。。。”
“。。。。。。”
:( 我想我还是一个人去隐居的好。

疯了疯了！

大花猪！！
真他妈想嫁拉！
555，大花猪明天就去北京了，再也不能整天陪着我聊天，晚上督促我睡觉，烦躁的时候当我的出气筒，难过伤心的时候给我发笑话。。。呜呜呜！！！T.T

减肥乎？减不了也。

没有坚定的减肥决心，千万不能减，因为只会导致吃得更多。

不爽

受不了IEP了！！！
上次那帮Dutch guys给的关于branding of fashion designer product的主意已经够难做了，根本不可能在短时间内见效，他们礼拜六居然开会弄出一个更离谱的主意，说什么要办一个business idea advisory company,帮助各个不同的公司制定他们的产品计划，比如说怎么把产品的品牌做出来等。我狂晕，你自己都不知道怎么把一个产品的品牌做出来，还要做advisory company???有没有头脑啊！还说把总部设在荷兰，然后把那些做事的professionals outsource到新加坡，我再晕，这种东西怎么outsource啊？？你新加坡的professionals 怎么会明白怎样在荷兰做出品牌？连地方情况都不了解呀。感觉这帮人对outsource的基本概念都没弄清楚！呼呼呼！
本来觉得他们都很厉害的，自己很烂，虽然感觉很受打击，却要决心学习他们。可是，原来我们组中那个很强的人，现在因为做的好像不是他想要做的，兴趣马上就变得很低了，现在都像什么的事不关己样，还发了一堆牢骚。靠！受不了。
礼拜六没去，到现在也没人跟我说说他们开会到底说了什么。也没跟我说我出的那个主意为什么不好，就突然冒出这样一个超笨的主意，吐血了！
不爽不爽超不爽！

blur blur

今天好晕啊，从jurong east坐车回来，到clementi居然发呆发过去了，一路坐到dover! -.-!!!

茧

苦闷。

what do i want?

昨天去了IEP的第一次meeting, 呼。。。I was kind of embarrassing myself there...

Iswen Bizard yr4
Sheena Political science yr4
Yu jun Engineering yr2

Iswen and Sheena both had NOC experiences. Iswen went to Silicon Valley and Sheena went to Biovalley. Although still a yr2 student, yu jun had plenty entrepreneurship experiences. Right now, he is one of the organizers of Start up @ Singapore (Stanley Han set up his company during start up @ Singapore) while me, nothing. -.-!

During the meeting, each of them threw out his or her ideas regarding this IEP. Obviously, they did not prepare for the meeting from the way they talk, but they had lots of ideas just came out from their mouths because they think about them everyday. They are real potential entrepreneurs, I have to admit. Iswen is more keen to social entrepreneurship, yu jun is more concerned about human health while Sheena always approaches problems from macro perspective.

"So what do you think?yu lu."
(Damn it! what am I gonna to say if I have nener thought about these stuff!)
"... ... Well...I know nothing about technology... " -.-!!

Meeting continued as I watched them keep talking about business ideas and I had been on a bed of thorns.

On my way back, I kept thinking how stupid I behaved just now, telling myself next time when I come for a meeting, I shall fully prepared for it.I must be full of fantastic business ideas which will shock them at instance!

But wait a minute, is that what I really want?

I applied for IEP because I want my resume looks better when I graduate;I work hard on my finance modules because I want my results slip looks better when I graduate;I am planning to join various CCAs because I want stand out from others when I graduate... All I did or going to do is used to pave my ideal career path towards finance sector which unfortunately, I have lost interest recently.

So what is the use for doing all these?

All sorts of projects make me bewildered in my life.

- How far does the forest go?
- As far as your mind goes.

But without a clear mind, how am I able to see the forest?

呼~~

上个礼拜各种各样的考试总算是过去了！！虽然有一科考得一塌糊涂，其他的应该都还好，没有太大的问题。今天拿到international financial management的mid-term，嘿嘿，拿了101/108，开心开心~~ ^.^ 希望econs and GEM 也能考好。。
参加了一个international entreprenuership project. 申请的时候那个一腔热血！现在想想，够呛！一年啊。。。不知道要花费多少时间和精力了。。
今天去听了Barclay Capital的talk, 整个LT16里面座无虚席。其中大部分人是undergraduates, 还有MBAs和PhDs。负责招聘的是一个很年轻的英国女孩子，Kate Eggers, 很漂亮哦，说英文听起来也好舒服。唉。。Barclay, 真是一个令人向往的地方。不过，那么famous的Barclay，看LT里这些人的架势，估计还没进去，就会被这帮人在招聘会门口被踩死。@.@
明天后天还有talk，偶还要去听！！！
因为有buffet ... ^0^

小猫咪

很可爱的小猫咪，可是看着却想哭。
自己总是一个很后知后觉的人。爷爷去世的时候，妈妈哭得都要晕过去了，我却半天掉不下一滴眼泪，甚至没有太多难过的感觉。让我自己都想骂自己狼心狗肺，忘恩负义，然后拼命的挤眼泪，让在场的人不会认为爷爷至爱的外孙女太无情。爷爷去了。一个月。两个月。三个月。偶尔在深夜想起爷爷的音容笑貌，想到再也不能见到爷爷，便会哭得说不出话来。妈妈有次在我睡着的时候对爸爸说，隔代的就是这样，没有太多感情。可是妈妈不是那样的啊，我哭了好多好多次。。。
想起自己从小就很爱哭，妈妈总是说我的眼泪不值钱。小时候几乎没有挨过打，因为每次爸爸妈妈只要说话声音提高半度，我眼泪就开始滴滴答答了。慢慢的，长大了，哭的次数还是没减少，只是学会了不在人前哭。
学习时间耽误了，重要的东西弄丢了，还要那么拼命的熬夜赚钱，给我买个小猫咪。。。真是的，该打！T.T

break week slips away...

呼。。。好不容易去完了各个project discussion，现在已经是break的最后一天了。@.@
做了什么？仔细想想，好像什么大事都没做，可是时间就这么过去了，在各种各样琐碎的小事的拼拼凑凑下，差不多一整个礼拜就消逝了。
下雨了，郁闷得很。
真是让人头大，4个考试，1个project，1个presentation啊。。。疯掉了。
下午跟Romilly聊到我怎么总是没自由呢，他说:"Perhaps you are imprisoned by your own perfectionism."
Hmmm...good point.

It's break time~

Break is coming... eventually...555
I need to study... I have to study... I got to study...zzZZ...-.-!