have the impluse to make this space more private but finally checked it and talk about non-private business instead.

just now saw a news saying that The Hoover Institution now has a new statute of the suicided Chinese American writer Iris Zhang. like that news. so the past is not forgotten, though it is not meant to seek revenge.

however i agree with Dada's signature. living well is the best revenge. this is obviously a sentense that must be read in a context. i can not think of anyone that i think this sentence is approciate for me to tell him/her. that is something to celebrate.

when i was trying to find some clues to fix the ticket problem, (alas, blissed are those who are or claim to be a student with some document to buy a ticket.)i read another interesting line: huang niu (http://zhidao.baidu.com/question/3038491.html?si=2, so this expression is from the Bund in Shanghai?)(discussed it with a friend, i suggested tout, but he said it did not work as i explained. and for sure, such thing may only happen in countires like China.)is still rampant this year. what a fine irony...the promise not to lauch another round of price hike in such special period by the Big Brother means almost nothing.

Bill shared with me an open letter to CMB, and it was then i realized MS hijacketed so many users by taking advantage of its omnipresence in this world. but from business perpective, money is king, customers are nothing.

the training provided by UK trainer revealed some interesting cultural difference. i guess you are right when you say business ethics in China is almost like a joke, since some sales rep would tell him without a fat kick back, sometimes it was impossible to close a deal. pushy reps can sell new business in the UK but here guanxi may stall the whole business.

well when i talked to Paul i knew i sounded like i was complaining(just hate another word that starts with b) and spoiled, when you think about the fact that so many people in this city can nto afford the luxury of waking up at 8 and still walks to office at leisure. but compared with hanna's B life, or compared with Kitty's visit to Italy and many other people's who i know...

when you see the word compared, you know why such problems come to the top. how true that comparsion is a hedious word.

PS: finally finished the last edition of Nanfang Daily for 2006, and learnt a new word: bridge blog. guess mine can also move toward that direction. though i am not a foreiger and may not fit the defination so well. ;P)

the world suddenly becomes too small.

you live, you learn. but sometimes it is almost painful to learn something, that is so alien to your culture and your perception.

Joe said one should never agrue with women, because one never wins. but he still wanted confirmation of his decision to be right. maybe men and women do think on different tracks, to shift from one to another takes training and time.

listened , half-heartedly, to some conversation among parents who sent their kids to weekend school for this or that training, and was so shocked that the kids nowadays live a leisure-poor life despite rich pockets. (one chubby boy was flaunting how many grannies he has and how much he would possibiliy get for his account in the coming New Year. )--this, though, is known to me, what really shocked me is he acted almost like a miser--clinging fast to the string of the pocket while grabbing more from others. is that omen of a great banker? )) (obviously i was trying to copy King's famous speech--something like living in an island of poverty on an ocean of prosperity, the exact version: lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity). and to borrow a worn-out metaphor, there is an invisiable baton conducting the action of a large group-parents, kids, and all related interested groups. it makes me almost sick to think that human life can be that mesirable, in a self-inflicted way.

the most used sentence for the last couple of days is that life happens. to hold your head high or keep your heart heavy is one's choice. yet it is not easy to remain cheerful sometimes, when the picture is so dreary and lackluster.

what is more despairing is when one finds oneself shrouded in a constant  smog of confusion and despondence, being accused of invisiable, passion-less, and aimless, there is really not much that can keep the heart light.

sending sms or forwarding it to a group of people, esp those i have not talked to for months, does not ring so sincere, though i never have bad feelings for any.

the extended holiday, thanks to the snow, was really relaxing and not relaxing at all, it is up to u to make it or mar it.

Lici sat on my lap, and purred , that warm little creature, looking at us with all curosity and indifference. she lives in her world, how amazing that she may someday feel close to me, and climb on my shoulder...

impressed by how bold those western medcine practioners when charging GP assignment,

and w/o mom in this room, i come to appreciate how great a good housewife is. and envys german moms, with that new benefits backages..