Tuesday, November 22, 2011

About wars

“Naturally the common people don't want war; neither in Russia, nor in England, nor in America, nor in Germany. That is understood. But after all, it is the leaders of the country who determine policy, and it is always a simple matter to drag the people along, whether it is a democracy, or a fascist dictatorship, or a parliament, or a communist dictatorship. Voice or no voice, the people can always be brought to the bidding of the leaders. That is easy. All you have to do is to tell them they are being attacked, and denounce the pacifists for lack of patriotism and exposing the country to danger. It works the same in any country.”
-- Hermann Goering

Friday, November 11, 2011

Waste Land (2010)

An eye-opening documentary. Very inspiring. Loved it.

And Moby's song, for me and you.

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Hometown Glory


Hometown Glory
   by Adele

Wednesday, October 5, 2011






Thursday, August 11, 2011

孩子 小诗三首





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Saturday, August 6, 2011







      -- 记思阁君通过伯克利PhD Candidate面试


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续:之后去了Cheese Board Pizza,现场爵士乐队在演奏,把人弹钢琴的帅哥盯了好久,,,我们家马上也要有钢琴啦啊啊啊,这样就不用跑那么远到学校琴房练琴,也不会因为一时发懒而取消练习计划勒,,,

汗吉君的手机拍滴..... ^.^

Thursday, July 28, 2011

Summer time in Berkeley

Summer in Berkeley is really nice, sunny but not that hot, a walk in the sun is always the best time of a day.

Raj is staying at home recently, preparing his interview for PhD candidate, I am taking summer courses in department of Art History, 3 mornings a week. The sunny afternoons, we usually go to a cafe, sit in the sun, have two cups of Chai Latte, what a way to spend our time.

We will go check up the pianos after his interview in August, one second hand piano will cost us around 500 to 600 dollars. He suddenly told me the other night: do you remember that I have promised you a year ago, before we getting a bed, I will get you a piano (right now we are sleeping on a mattress).

Yes people say no matter how much you are in love, everything will fade away after a few years living together. Somehow it still hasn't happened to us.

Raj is like a black sweet candy, always so sweet. At least two times a day, I am staring at him, also imagining my future kids, have the same cute cheeks, same cute noses, same sweet smiles, crying out loud for a kiss from me :)

Sunday, July 17, 2011

La Vie en Rose

Just found this fantastic music video, love it a lot...

If the streaming version of "La Vie en Rose" was available in Netflix, I would like to watch it for a few times more.

Watched "The Piano" again the other day, also "Before Sunset" and "Before Sunrise", so happy that I can watch them on-line in Netflix. There are not many new movies I like nowadays, what I was crazy about in college, stays in my life.

Although Raj's complain about being forced to watch this kind of "chick-flick" always ruins the last moment, he was seriously looking for a second hand piano in Craigslist today...

Suddenly remembering the days while we were just falling in love, spending hours in the piano room of International House of Berkeley, he sat besides me, quietly, listening to me play.

Also remembering the trip to Vienna, a city full of music, during the concert, I almost cried... That was before I met Raj. I hope Raj will keep his promises to bring me to more concerts and musical events.

People keep telling me that "you need to have your own life", "you shouldn't be so dependent on somebody", when I finally started to think it over, the first thing I was looking for was the music that left in the dust. Maybe sometimes life is just about finding a balance.

But I will always be dependent, like I always were, since part of the definition of the word "Love", means this to me.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Amazing girls in my life :)

I am feeling sooooooo happy and proud of all my female friends and baby sisters that everybody is making big progress in life and showing guts on chasing their dreams.

Their existence only, already making this world a better place.

This song is for all the girls I know and love: girl you are amazing, just the way you are ♥ :)

Monday, January 3, 2011

Here comes the new year 2011

Sorry that it's been a very long time since I wrote blogs here, in English.

My personal blogs, I was busy with the Chinese one, where I share my feelings of being a girlfriend of an Indian boy to get more respect from Chinese people and discovered the awesome groups and individuals such as "marry-to-Indians-Chinese-girls", "Chindian-mixed-blood-babies" or "we-are-Chinese-who-love-India" etc. I made a lots of friends and had lots of fun.

From the time that my Chinese blog attracted thousands of clicks everyday due to CommonWealthGames pictures posting, to the time that I had to deny the allowance of comments for almost 3 weeks due to unbearable nasty comments, to the time that more and more and only the people who are looking for and sharing supports are visiting my blog and leaving warm-hearted comments, not a bad job indeed :)

Checked H's blog this morning, suddenly remembered the hard time I've been through while I was also a very sensitive and easily heart broken little girl who was stubbornly looking for something, something almost unreal, in this realistic world. Now that at last I am in some safe hands, which hands are holding me, protecting me like what I wished for :P

But being a girl like me, I have to be out of my mind occasionally.

Incidents like the "Midnight Cat Incident" happen to me all the time. By the way, I saw the cat again in day time, his name is "Mookies", I will name whatever petted animals I will have Mookies: Mookies the junior piggy, Mookies the crazy cow, etc, someday.

OK, there was something like this happened at new year's eve. Since I was in THE period that any normal guy who has a girlfriend fears, my "outraged" behavior was actually not so unreasonable.

We were partying at SF a friend's place, almost like a night club without checking your ID, high. Raj the poor guy got allergic out of nowhere and I was sitting with him outside the cluby apartment, high. Suddenly I got mad for no reason and directly moved out into the dark street by myself. Raj didn't follow up immediately. So I kept on walking, in my trembling steps, in the shady street at 2 or 3 am. Those frequently happened incidents such as people being robbed and shot to death after coming back from a night out never got into my mind, I felt my bravery, backed by some anger, some sadness, some bitterness, some desperation.

The next thing I remembered was sitting on the stairs in front of a dark building, I had no idea how far I had walked, the whole street was dark and soundless, I didn't know where were I, I left my head buried into my laps, I think I started to feel the fear. Then they came, 4 girls, stopped and asked me if I was ok. That was all I could remember, they were 4 girls, I couldn't remember if they spoke English or Spanish or French or Chinese, I couldn't remember if they were white or black or brown or yellow, I couldn't remember if they were fat or thin, dressed up or not, drunk or sober, the only thing I remember was that they were 4 girls, asked me what happened, invited me to walk with them to eat some tacos, hugged me while I stood up. I remember hugging all of them, the closed up image of one of the girl's face is still there, a pair of caring and watery eyes, a handsome nose, in the darkness. That's all I could remember.

So I followed them, in my still trembling steps, I couldn't remember what did they talk about while walking the long street, but they were talking about something. After walking for a while, at a street cross, something suddenly got into my mind and blinked, I recognized the street I came from and told them that I had to turn right to this street, they all stopped, asked me if I was sure, and wished me: ok, girl, good luck, and be safe. They hugged me again, all 4 of them, the only thing still in my mind is the closed up image of one of the girl's face, the same girl, it was really beautiful, a pair of caring and watery eyes, a handsome nose, under the orange street light, brightly.

After some more trembling steps, it came the running Raj, almost slapped me, said he went back to get my coat and got scared that I disappeared...

I started crying, crying out loud as if it was from deep of my heart, as if without alcohol this part of bitterness would always be hidden but never be unveiled. I told Raj that I missed my mom, my family and my friends, I missed the life in China, I was feeling lonely here in the US, I told Raj about the 4 girls and started to cry even more since they saved my life.

After I got a little bit more sober, I told myself, no matter when and where, if anybody needed help, I would give my hands without hesitation. I know most of the time, it's just a kind smile or a nice "hello", that could change some other people's life.

Yes, it's amazing that a new year again comes, while writing dates, we have to get used to 2011 instead of 2010, earlier it was 2007, 2008, 2009... Time flies fast while life goes on, sometimes I want to hold on to the past memories, sometimes I get confused with where to go in my life, but most of the time, I wish I am just this kind of a silly girl, who could give a kind smile and a nice "hello" to anybody who needs it.

Happy new year my friends, enjoy the life :)