"Subject: Explanation of Hell
 
The following is an actual question given on a University of Washington chemistry mid-term. The answer by one student was so "profound" that the professor shared it with colleagues, via the Internet, which is, of course, why we now have the pleasure of enjoying it, too.

Bonus Question: Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat) or endothermic (absorbs heat)?

Most of the students wrote proofs of their beliefs using Boyle's Law (gas cools when it expands and heats when it is compressed) or some variant.

One student, however, wrote the following:

First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in time. So we need to know the rate at which souls are moving into Hell and the rate at which they are leaving. I think that we can safely assume that once a soul gets to Hell, it will not leave.  Therefore, no souls are leaving.

 

As for how many souls are entering Hell, let's look at the different religions that exist in the world today. Most of these religions state that if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to Hell. Since there is more than one of these religions and since people do not belong to more than one religion, we can project that all souls go to Hell. With birth and death rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in Hell to increase exponentially.

Now, we look at the rate of change of  the volume in Hell because Boyle's Law states that in order for the  temperature and pressure in Hell to stay the same, the volume of Hell has to expand proportionately as souls are added.

This gives two possibilities:

1. If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls enter Hell, then the temperature and pressure in Hell will increase until all Hell breaks loose.

2. If Hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in Hell, then the temperature and pressure will drop until Hell freezes over.

So which is it?

If we accept the postulate given to me by Teresa during my Freshman year that, "It will be a cold day in Hell before I sleep with you," and take into account the fact that I slept with her last night, then number two must be true, and thus I am sure that Hell is exothermic and has already frozen over.  The corollary of this theory is that since Hell has frozen over, it follows that it is not accepting any more souls and is therefore, extinct.leaving only Heaven, thereby proving the  existence of a divine being which explains why, last night, Teresa kept  shouting "Oh my God."

THIS STUDENT RECEIVED THE ONLY  "A"."

 

I figured this story is a keeper.

 

 

I usually do not talk much about politics on my blog. Today let me make an exception.

 

So Saddam was guilty of charge and finally, sentenced to death. It has been, how long? seriously, nine months of on and off with lawyers, judges and witness being assasinated or threatened. And finally, finally just two days before the election, he is found guilty of charge.

 

I always thought Bush is such a dumb-ass that he can not possibly be good at timing. Maybe I was wrong. The guy is as sneaky and tricky as a wolf undercovered as a sheep.

 

Now he shows to the world his determination in punishing the war criminals, despite the fact that US has always avoided to admit his wrongdoings such as ignoring the massacre in Rwanda or attacking Iraq under unilateral decision. Justice delayed is justice denied. And justice ignored is, to my belief, a crime in itself.

 

So who is the real murderer here???!!!

Imagine the most beautiful, calm, spreaded blue you could ever see in the world...the big blue...somewhere paints in Greece and Italy...somewhere the mermaids sing as the sun rises sets....and somewhere buries the dreams of many divers...

 

When answering Jacque's question about women and love, Enzo said something like, "Love is a pain in the ass, but it is also what keeps us together..."

 

There are plenty of things for me to worry about now in my life, such as getting a job, moving out, and moving on. Still history repeats itself in a coincidental way, so coincidental that you almost believe that it is doomed to happen in this way. I could have been sitting in the Starbucks on Times Square and reading now, thinking what it would be like when the moment has to come and the one you care so much has to leave. I can not seem to get rid of those lines from "Shanghai Baby" out of my mind. Since when does the relationship has to bear the sign of expiration date? And the scariest thing is, there is no safe period as to how long the taste can be preserved the way it should be. The great uncertainty posed by the time and the distance is so big. Just like deep down the water, at the bottom of the ocean, it is not blue any more. Instead, it is dark, so dark that you feel powerless to fight against fate.

 

If Mayol were still alive, he might be telling the same story as he did in the movie to the girl on the phone:

 

The story awoke the girl. She made the decision to follow him for the good and for the bad...

 

You asked me if anything would change after you made your decision. I shook my head though my heart was aching. If what we have is for real, it will not and it can not be changed because feelings are not to be faked. One can not simply twist the grativity of falling, but somehow, one can be prepared for the landing if she knows more about the darkness of the uncertainty. Le noir, it could be mysterious and grand, or miserable and bitter. However, whatever it is, one must be brave enough to dive down and see with her own eyes. If curiousity is what keeps us alive, braveness is what leads us to survive in the journey of love...

 

Hence, I made my decision to dive down and pray. I pray that whatever happens is not an illusion. I pray that whatever will happen bears the signs of the big blue. And above all, I pray that the mermaid hears my prey, justifies my love and takes me away...forever...

 

 

 

 

 

If any of you are going to stay up late for work or studies, try a combination of ceylon afternoon and jasmine green tea! After sitting in front of the desk/computer struggling for more than 12 hours (let's just hope half of them were actually made good use of), I finally am on the scheduled review plan for my coming three mid-terms.

 

I told Pierre at midnight that the good thing is I did not feel sleepy at all thanks to the scientifically proved tea caffein and the bad thing is I just wanna throw my statistics books on the wall and shoot myself. Today my beloved flatmates also finally got to see another side of Cherry, who can be so stressed out that I believe I screamed F*** several times.

 

Maybe this is how it is like when my Karma hits me. They always say people tend to discover their potentials when pushed into an extreme situation. Considering the fact that I have three mid-terms, 1 interview and 1 paper due all in 3-4 days, I am definitely being granted such chance of pushing the limits. Ah well, glad to test my capacity again.

 

But of course I would not want to bore you guys with all the nerdy talking. Went out last weekend to the street carnival of LKF. Inspired by Natalie Portman in Closer, Me and Stephe bought two wigs and decided to be sisters once again. It was indeed a blast! People just loved it that they could not keep their eyes off us!!! Had so much fun and just enough alcohol to wake up the next morning and hit the beach in Shek O. It was a shame that I did not have my camera with me. At certain point, I seriously forgot that I was actually in this tiny teeny island of Hong Kong. Life was way laid-back and friendly in the villages there...Of course, with the right person, it was indeed a nice escape from the city life.

 

Once held, the hands can be let go,

Once caged, the heart should be freed;

Feelings are not meant to be faked,

Minds are not designed to be confused;

 

Past travels across the time,

At the speed of the light;

A mighty pain it is to heart,

Becomes endurable if soothed by thee;

 

Little drops of the present,

Converges to the future of our lives;

Humble they might be,

Are to be cherished with heart and soul....

 

Universe has been sending out signs of change ever since last week. But I never realized that it could be so big until I turned on my computer and received an email from G. It's been a while since we last talked. My attempt to resolved the ice between us in May worked, but I thought that we kinda lost the connection...

 

As I read through his lines, I could not help but feel relieved with my eyes watered. At least finally I knew that I was, at that hard period of time, not totally trivial to him.

 

All of a sudden, my past is coming back at the speed of light. I read my old posts on xanga. I almost forgot how much I have devoted my worries to him. Re-living the past did bring back the smile on my face. All along he has been someone so special to me.

 

"Friday, October 21, 2005

just finished watching the way we were....I've heard so much about it, even got a postcard when I was in NY city....and yup...I cried... I simply love the lyrics of this song on the first hand. "Memories, like the corners of my mind..." It was strange that I thought about G again...not Hampus, not Wouter, not any of the guys I spent some sweet time with...he is the only one, that means something more to me.. Our story never is just a fling, I guess. I liked him, at the first sight. And then we missed each other, even though we still ended up together, even though it was just for a few days, for one night, for one kiss...I did not know, and I did not want to think of him fondly as an asshole. I just like him, without judgement, at one point without being me. I could not be Carrie, and he is not Mr.Big...Nor was I Katie...I wonder how he is doing in NZ, whether he has a girlfriend, or whether he is still popular with all the girls instead of settling down with the lucky one of them...I had wondered whether it was because his tough breakup that made him have no faith in commitement. But then..it does not matter any more...I had wondered if I could commite..so I do not think I am in the position to judge what his decision is. And indeed, I respected, we both respected our decision. The last night with him in SB was the sweetest memories of my exchange student life, helping him with his presentation and just sleeping together for each other's company. The morning I woke up, I looked at him and I thought, for one moment, that we were really together... Memories, may be beautiful but yet, we simply choose to forget... And I...would keep those laughters in my heart...and til the day we meet again, I would know...if I should say, "your girl is lovely Hubble..." (the end) Now that we both have different life in different cities and have both grown maturer. Guess I would not be so stupid as to be with someone just to piss him off. It's never fun to joke with one's own feelings. I've learned my lessons to be honest and sincere. And above all, I've learned to be true to my heart and listen to what it has to say to me...and it's glad to know that finally he's back... There can not be a better closure to my Zahir than this. Thank you for being honest...I think it's already enough. As I re-live the past now, my smiles won't be bitter any more...

I'm reading this book about pickup artists called "The Game". Apparently it was a hit according to my guy friends. When I skimmed through the book, I indeed laughed at some pretty classic tricks that the author claims to work on girls. Nail Strauss's ability to summarize the whole game and tons of different rules somehow reminds me of how in Jinyong's books, some Kongfu talent is able to absorb all unique powerful tricks from various schools and top thel world of martial art!

 

However, powers are bound to be balanced the same way the contemporary world is. There is the game for guy players, so is there one for the girl players. But before anything, for those who are unfamiliar with the book, I have one thing to clear up, a master in pick-up is not about how many one-night-stands you can get. Boy, remember the saying that all cats look the same in the dark? It's the same thing in bars/clubs. All cats look the same when you are drunk. A master in pick-up is how attached you can get a girl to you and how fast you can do it. In that sense, a master in pick-up can "get" a lot of girls in just one night without actually sleeping with any of them, or not even making out.

 

However tricky the game is for guys and girls, I believe that to become a top PUA(pickup artist), one has to have one quality. He/she has to have no feelings. Not to be a total bitch about it, the art of pickup is, to some extent, the downgrading of the opposite sex. (of course unless he/she is gay) Neil has also admitted in the book that after some time, women are no longer persons to PUAs. Instead, they became objects to test how well the skills a PUA has. In this sense, I am still not good enough to become a real PUA. They say girls are too sensitive for the game. I have to admit that though sensitivity helps in this game sometimes, but it is indeed a fatal weakness that prevents a girl from becoming a top PUA.

 

Hence, it's good to know that I still have a heart.

 

It is hard to define who I am trying to be in this game, at least not to the extent of my knowledge. To be fair, for a girl of 22 who has just set foot in this tempting world, settlement is not the choice. I told JJ, a gorgeous looking gay friend of mine, that I like sleeping on my stomach when he was doing the body language analyzing thing. He said it shows a sense of insecurity. "What are you afraid of? What are your fears?" he asked. "Commitment." I did not even have to think. In today's world where people obviously do not have breakfast at Tiffany's, commitment problem is no longer a priority for guys as is so in old movies. 22 is all about exploration and experimenting. Of course there are boundaries not to be crossed easily, like do not sleep with a guy you just picked up in some bar. Or, do not say I love you casually as if changing your underwear. Don't get offended or anything because these are just MY boundaries. One thing I love about myself is, when it comes to romance life, I do not judge my friends according to my moral standards. Honey, this is 21st century and you've got to be more open-minded.

 

Anywayz, enough about the game. A bit of update about my life. I got into PWC's first rounds of interview. Have been pretty lazy on the school work. Been out with Stephanie and Marco for quite a lot. In fact, going hiking in Lantau Island this Sunday. Making good use of my gym card and doing yoga. Sounds quite well-organized but deep down, I know I can do much better. I am not pushing my limits here in terms of everything. This afternoon I was lying on the balcony of Ihouse sun bathing, I could not help but reviewing my life ever since Chris left HK and school started. I wonder where does that ambitious Cherry go ever since....I could not even remember the last time I saw her, who used to have a plan and who used to, you know, do things step by step. Spontaneousness is an essential element in one's life but it should not take over the whole picture. If I am going to keep on turning a blind eye on what should be done in my life, it will not be long before life starts to turn a blind eye on me. The idea starts to scare me. I can not live in denial any more. I have to take charge and be responsible.

 

People complain about having no chance. They are wrong. Chances are always there but they are unable to grasp. Hence, they are never able to catch up. Do I want to be one of them? Apparenly no. I mean anyone who is not numb enough would know the answer by heart. But the question is whether one is brave enough to accept the challenge and fight to become who they might be. Do I want to be one of them? Apparently yes.

 

So to clear up my mind for a bit and correct my lifestyle for a lot, I decide to write. Be it a pick-up game or a game of lifestyle, one has to be smart enough to play it well. Before becoming a professional, there are rules for you to follow. However once you are on top, rules are to be broken so that you can test your own capacity.

 

Maybe by that time, I will be able to publish my book---"Anti-Game".

dude, it's already September!!!!

 

As I sent my first CV and covering letter to some small asset management fund company, I started my job hunting, officially. Every now and then, bumping into schoolmates that are younger than me asking me, hey haven't you graduated already? Just when I was about to fake an angry face, they would always be so sweet saying something like, man...now my chance is even lower.

 

Seriously my dearest friends, nothing to worry about. I might seem tough to you guys but I assure you I have tons of shortcomings especially in my academic achievements that will definitely add up to the difficulties of finding a decent job.

 

So here we go. Monday in Shaw College, I attended my first recruitment talk held by KPMG. I always heard people talking about Big 4 ever since I was....admitted in the university. The first time I realized the importance of KPMG was when me and Kiki and several other german friends of mine walking around in the financial area of LA, Ilja, despite the fact that he remains an asshole in my life, pointed out to a tall glassy building with the big four capital letters on top and said, I gotta take a picture of this. I want to work there when I graduate!

 

Almost all the european friends of mine who are in the business industry adore KPMG. No wonder it is selected the most favorable company/employer. For me, I never really thought about careers in an accounting firm because....dude, dealing with numbers all the time would simply kill me and my youth, especially after I received a B+ only for my introducatory accounting class. But I have to be more open-minded, or, in other words, I have to face the reality and be open to all the options I could have ahead of me. After all, it's not like I have tons of connections or I'm that outstanding. So I went there. Audit, no, tax, maybe, financial advisory, YES! I have never really related this consulting like job with accouting firms but apparently they have something for me!

 

I almost finished the online application today. Still have to think about the 2 out of 4 essays though. I have to say it's hard to believe that finally my student life as an undergraduate is about to come to an end. But to think positively, as always, there will be a brand new chapter opening in front of me. So keep on drawing honey!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Man this internship hunting has come to a point that I do not feel any more frustrated and you know what it's called?! over-frustration!!!!

 

Minna starts her summer course already in HKU hence I'm again a jobless/carefree bird who is...oh well...caged in this tiny tiiny dorm located out of nowhere....of course that is only for the day time. Stephanie already joked about me going out late and coming back early for...god knows how many nights in a row...

 

And this HAS TO end!!!! So after careful consideration and discuss with my beloved sponsors to assure that I will not face the risk of financial crisis, I will...let's see...go to the gym (oya, god you have to know it is an investment), take french courses? (actually i'd like a language exchange partner whose mandarin sucks as much as my french) and just get a part-time somewhere close...

 

okay, enough for the career bullshitting. Let's see what I've been doing these days. I am 80% sure that Rich the bouncer at Mes Amies in Wan Chai knew that I was the girl asked for his number. Oh ya, it's part of the I dare you dare game we had after having too much lady's night drinks. We also went a really really nice fancy bar called Aqua on top of some building in TST. I wish I had my camera with me because it has a gorgeous view over the harbor of the central. The most unbelievable thing happened last Sat though when I was at Insomnia with my friends. All of a sudden, i saw a well-dressed Chinese guy with a very cute British accent right in front of me. Yes Nadja, if you are reading this, it was JASON!!! and then....a tall guy with familiar mustache followed and it was FABIAN!!!! I could not believe my eyes as well! He seemed much better if you haven't talked to him for a while. too bad that was his last night in HK so we just chilled and talked for a bit.

 

And of course that was the night when England and Brazil were both out...bastards.

 

I also explored a lot of the island malls these days and to my surprise I found BENEFIT!!!!! My fav fav american cosmetics brand that I had to stock up whenever I go abroad if I find some! And of course I went crazy when Minna was droolling over all the Hello Kitty stuff....seriously, I do NOT like this cat!

 

okay, that's for today. I know now a lot of my friends are going back to shangha and too bad this time I could not be there with you ppl and catch up...just wanna let you know that I miss you all and hope you are having loads of fun home!!!

got up at 3am, jumped on the taxi and headed to the airport...my mini-vocation to Vietnam reached its full stop.

 

It was indeed an intriguing city. It reminded me of an old communist China, with party banners flaunting in the breezes. The traffic is a mess. People drive motorbikes with outrageous braveness. Once in a taxi, motorbikes are everywhere, RIGHT behind the car, RIGHT in front of the car, RIGHT next to the car...Thanks to the experience of road crossing developed in Shanghai, I was able to survive. Minna was a bit freaked out but soon she realized that there was no way but walking/looking straight ahead and hoping that it's them who would avoid you. Traces of french colonization can still be seen in a some areas, like nice bistros and restaurants. Downtown areas are definitely almost the same as some of the developing cities I've visited, flourishing with well-known hotels and big department stores. This is Ho Chi Minh City.

 

We took a walk tour around town and visited War Remnants Museum and the Reunification Palace. Both were very interesting places. Bloody Americans have done some really disgusting deeds during the vietnam war and maybe that was one of the reasons why it could not be justified in any sense. Passing by the Post Office whose grandness actually reminded me of the union station in DC and the Notre Dame Cathedral whose style is absolutely unique in such an Asian city.

 

The food in Vietnam is GREAT and CHEAP!!! A lot of rice paper wrapping, a lot of herbs and a lot of different kinds of sources....yummy yummy....Most of the people are pretty nice. Despite language problem, communication still worked out sometimes by all kinds of sign language I can invent. :P

 

So after one day adventure in Ho Chi Minh, we headed north to Mui Ne Beach, whose sand dunes were listed in some sort of travel magazines one of the seven places you can not miss! We stayed in a resort which is right next to the beach....absolutely calm and beautiful and heavenly heaven with the blue sky, the ocean and the breezes. Since it was not the peak season so the beach was not occupied at all. Yet the cons are that night life can be boring since there weren't many people of our age. So most of the nights we just grabed some beer in local bars and watched the world cup. We did meet a very cute french surfer who was working in some sort of resort there during the summer one night. We, 3 people of course, walked along the beach, studied the stars and talked about things which I could not recall much. It was nice...

 

The second day we were there we joined a local tour and visited the sand dunes. To me, it is really a mini-sahara. We were speechless in front of the beauty of the nature. Sand dunes to me bear the unique combination of feminity and masculinity. The curves of the dunes are soft, yet they were shaped this way thanks to the fiece wind, which if hit you, were like needle rain. Perhaps it is indeed an implication of how in every woman, there is the side of toughness so determined that she could overcome all the difficulties if she is inspired to...

 

So pretty much that was a short briefing of my mini-vocation. I spent a lot of time walking around, observing with amazement or just meditating before dozing off...It was a nice escape from the city life though Minna still believed that I'm la fille de la cite...I could not disagree, yet I know I need to see the real blue sky as a whole once in a while, feeling the waves touching my toes and the breezes kissing on my cheeks...This is what I call the refilling of the human spirits.

 

 

This might come a bit shocking but yes people, I'm heading down to Vietnam next week!!!!!

 

I was gonna go to Singapore but then adventure in a post-french colonization definitely sounds more tempting!!!! Hence, after a few email exchange with Minna, we decided to go to Vietnam instead.

 

We are flying to Ho Chi Minh City on 23rd and then head north to Phan Tiet/Muine Beach 2 days later. It's a pity that I have to miss Halong Bay this time because it is always what Vietnam would remind me of, sailing boats setting in the background of cliffs, mysterious yet grandly gorgeous. We might try to stay in a resort once arrive in phan tiet, said to the less tourism cities in Vietnam.

 

Wohooooooo, backpack time!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ladies and Gentlemen,

 

Enough is said/discussed/commented on yesterday's match. We lost. It certainly wasn't the best result to my/our debating year, yet we had reached the most inspiring moment.

 

I would like to thank my best friend/captain Ada, logic king Ricky, Gap Queen Angel, Best Debator!Vivian, Best partner Walden, philosopher Karl and Janet for fighting together and putting on such a great show! I would also like to thank everyone for the advices and supportz. It has indeed been a fruitful year of experience!!! Apart from all the debating skills, expanded knowledge, growing confidence and improved presentation skills, the most important thing is that the friendship I have had with most of the teammates and alumnis..

 

We are such a team!

 

HK has been gloomy ever since I got back...and I have no clue how long it is going to last lik this. I have a week of "freedom" before my beloved fiance Minna comes down from Sweden. I have got to say that nothing is impossible once you are determined to achieve so. A year after I left UCSB, I've already met up with Graham, Minna and Mel. Gustav is even coming to exchange in CUHK in September. (hehe, of course I did a bit of talking) Talking of Re-union, I'm doing good.

 

If life is all about planning and moving towards the goals, short-term wise I'll have to try to

 

(1) find myself an internship ASAP

(2) start gyming

(3) pick up French (god it's getting horrible)

(4) go to the beach to get a BEATIFUL tan

(5) planning/travelling in HK and Singapore with Minna, unless I have a fat check so that I can go to Korea instead

 

Time flies by at a blink of eye. Hence, I've got to hurry up!

 

Oh yup, finally this site is open to everyone.(although I wasn't aware of that) Greetings from Hong Kong to my friends all over the world. Wherever you are, I wish you a fabulous summer and loads of fun before your life slips away!!!!

 

 

 

 

Ladies and Gentlemen, good afternoon....

 

Man this has been my openning line for more than 3 weeks of intensive debating training....and FINALLY, this SUNDAY in HKU, we are to put on the SHOW!!!!!

 

CUHK ROCKS!!!! Kick HKU team's ASS!

老公，现在是晚上八点，你应该已经在回上海的飞机上了吧。我以为我太累了，一定连哭都哭不出来，但是当我写到这句话的时候，还是忍不住眼泪掉了下来。。。

 

可能没有人可以了解我们之间的关系，其实从这个学期开始的时候，我就已经时不时地在害怕那一刻的来临。都说天下没有不散的宴席，但是，还是散的很不甘心。。。我不知道没有你在身边的香港，会不会还是一样呢？本来就对它没有什么大感情，因为你的存在，我至少还知道每次回家的时候有个可以无话不谈的朋友在。。有时候辩论结束回来，我走下楼梯可以看到你在书桌前打电脑的样子，我会禁不住的多看几眼，因为我知道，每一秒溜走的时间，都意味着别离时刻的来临。。

 

于是现在。。还有将来。。我们之间的友情会不会还是这样呢？会不会还是可以肆无忌惮的放声大笑，还是可以毫无顾虑的疯狂乱舞，还是可以没有保留。。可能我是一个太感性的人，所以我一直都对距离可以产生的美不置可否。因为有太多次了，当再好的朋友分隔两地开始不同的生活时，友情不知不觉地溜走了。。我想要去挽留它，我想如果，如果你可以就在香港找工作留下来该有多好。但是我知道这样很自私，因为你有你选择的权利，你也有你想要的生活，更重要的是，你是一个想了就敢去做的人，不会轻易被别人影响。也许这也是为什么我这么喜欢你我最亲爱的老公的原因吧。。从来你都有你对事情的看法，但是你不会把自己的标准强加到别人的头上，也不会以你的标准去衡量别人的是非。。。哎，如果再这么说下去，我真到要郁闷一个礼拜都不止了。。。如果要我开始细数和你同房的好，恐怕我会开始抵触我现在的同房，和将来的同房。。。所以我只有自己一个人慢慢回想，慢慢消化，慢慢开始学会习惯。。。再也听不到你那标志性的打嗝了，再也没有人会帮我这么火速的消灭一切威胁我体重的巧克力了，再也没有人会和我去坚持看恐怖片了，，，再也没有人会让我烧五香肉丁和丸子汤，再也没有人会过来喂我吃一口cheese cake了。。。好了，写不下去了，恒生楼的人都要看得到我的眼泪了。（你也知道你老婆很会夸张得）

 

我哭得都要不能喘气了，记得我和你说过我总是觉得我现在哭不出来了吗？看来都囤积到现在了。。老公阿老公。。。

 

如果硬要说的乐观的话，我会这么说的, I guess I'm lucky coz I know the one I love, if anything, is still one plane ride away....

 

当然，还没有计算每一天，每一小时，每一分，每一秒，每一微秒，都在我心中的老公，和我们曾经拥有过得的，最快乐的大学同房时光。。。

 

爱你的，老婆

financial mathematics and simulation....how the fuck am I going to kill you both without dying too hard!!!!

I had this movie title crossing my mind when I was again struggling with the theme of this post, even though it doesn't matter all that much because I always seem to wander off the track.

 

It is a great movie. The girl (Scarlett Johansson) from "Lost in Translation" is still one of the sexiest and most elegant blondes I've ever seen. Woody Allen continues his infamous black humor. As the criminal looked out of the window with, perhaps, huge weight of guilt upon his shoulders, his upper-class family members adored his new-born baby. His brother-in-law ended the movie with a meaningful line,"He does not have to be good at anything, as long as he is lucky."

 

It must have been the Paulo Coelho book that got me into this bitter mood, especially given the circumstances having reviewed 3 subjects in a week. Whenever I took a break lying in bed reading (which has to be best part of every day), I had to, consciously, stop the intention of punching my head screaming what the F. I found another "healthier" way of releasing such tension---turning into a shopperholic, which equals two tops, 2 skirts/mini-skirts and two pairs of pants from puma, fcuk and levi's. I decided to ignore the cries of my credit card bills this time. After all, credit card, without the bill part, is designed for shopping in a carefree mood.

 

3rd May, another week before I throw myself onto the execution ground again. Hold on, let me put it this way, another week before I am a free person again, off to enjoy the beautiful sunshine (if any) of HK and Shanghai. (much better)

 

Thou shalt survive.

It is not really a good idea writing when one is half sleepy.

 

Having spent the whole afternoon in the library and another 2 hours storing up for the finals, I am worn out...But considering the fact that all those reviews of statistics, maths and risk management will lower my inspirations of writing in the coming days, I feel obliged to keep track of my life before I become numb.

 

28th April: Survival Analysis....shouldn't be too hard

29th April: Operational Management....hope it continues to be a piece of cake

2nd May: Risk Management and Insurance....Chance of dying starts to increase

9th May: Financial Mathematics....Chance of dying continues to increase

11th May: Simulation Methods for RMS & Finance....God bless me...

 

End of the torturing. Long sigh....

 

Shanghai, I'm coming back on 13th!!!!! So ppl, if you are going back home this summer from wherever part of the world, give me a shout!!!