Part II: Time To Say Goodbye

I am not going to repeat after Sarah Brightman and Andrea Bocelli.


Seems that I have been away from here for quite a few days and that I was procrastinating with Part II. The truth is, saying goodbye to your four year's college life not only tortures mentally but also physically. I need to spend some time composing and nurturing myself for good.


The reason why it tortures mentally is obvious-we had lived together in harmony and cultivated brotherhood that sometimes even runs deeper than blood, which had been proved to be so true. It takes four years to make it but only a few days to break it. And breaking a certain type of life cycle causes big fuss. You have to walk away from the type that has been so familiar and embark a new journey which is completely new and uncertain. It then comes the FUSS-Farewell University, Sobbing Solemnly. Oh I still remember those soaked faces and the overwhelmingly suffocating melancholy. Several days has past, my heart still struggles to be peaceful sometimes.


I doubt this happens elsewhere in the world. As an inward-looking people, the Chinese seems to be created with more sentimentality in her vein. 'Cry-Goodbye' is perhaps the most commonly caught picture when people say farewell to families, friends, or whoever you have a deep affection on. Although very touching, those parting scenes I picked up at the train station appeared to be somewhat ... exaggerated. I mean we no longer live in the world where it takes more than a few months to cover the distance between Wuhan and Beijing or several weeks to receive a letter from your lover, do we? So why did the idea 'we are not going to meet each other forever' still bother them? Not to meet as often as in school of course and it would be impossible, but it comes down to this simple question: Are you willing to spare your time if invited yet available? If yes, congratulations. You deserve the ticket to visit your bosom buddy. 


Then why were there people still weeping and sobbing? Ah, the memory thing and all. Actually I don't have much to say about the inner landscape of human being that has always been so thrilling and confusing. A good recommendation I will give for an inspiring glimpse of it is a Jim Carrey&Kate Winslet movie: Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind, a poetic name that gave birth to this little blog's rather catchy title. And if you come up with something after that, we may talk it over some day.


And then why physically, you may argue? I want to assure anyone with no college experience that four year's time not only creates romantic love stories but generates loads of unwanted things. I also want to let you know that it is definately an energy-guzzling job to send them packing that everyone couldn't do all by himself. You get the idea.


Now a little confession you might be interested in: I cried for HER at the station. But it lasted less than one minute. Since it was not the end, why so sad? I know my university time has gone and it's time to say goodbye to it all: classroom, assignment, lecture, you name it. One thing I'm going to hold on to, is my girlfriend. But who knows. You could never tell what will happen tomorrow. 
6.7.05 20:46


大部分男人沒有使用香水的

原因有二：無心使用；經濟上不允許。


第二個原因將會越來越不成爲原因。那麽爲什麽無心使用？有多少人能忍受公車里的汗臭味？我想最無法忍受的還是女士們。


不需要用特別好的香水。什麽Dior，Kenzo，Burberry……都是給僞小資們準備的，一般大衆也消費不起。那就用六神花露水啊！哪怕風油精都好！


出汗厲害而且盐份含量高的男人們，你們應該搞清楚一點：渾身的汗臭味是對你周圍人的大不敬。


My contempt and resentment to those fake gentlemen who refuse to deodorize in summer melt season!


那麽烈日炎炎下幹活糊口的農民工們怎麽辦？我想我願意忍受他們身上的味道。


看看，我是多麽的虛僞。
8.7.05 11:35


Cruelty

什麽最殘忍？


我覺得我挺殘忍的。吃完西瓜進廚房扔瓜皮，看到了一只蟑螂。我用水把它沖進了水池，打開熱水龍頭。熱水龍頭連接太陽能熱水器，武漢的夏日晴天可以把一百升的水燒到攝氏九十八度。此刻我剛洗完澡，熱水器顯示九十二度。十秒鐘之内，蟑螂就不再掙扎了。若不是前幾秒流出的是涼水，蟑螂掙扎的時間更短。


結束一個生命，只需要不到十秒。甚至更短。瞬間。


人類的殘忍就在於可以想出無數種辦法摧殘生命。然而和時間相比，人類的殘忍根本算不上什麽。所有的存在都是時間的囚徒，至少在相對論被推翻之前。
8.7.05 16:41


Newly learnt

Short index fingers might also mean short tempers, a new study claims. The development of finger length in males is associated with the amount of testosterone exposure within the womb, say scientists. Men whose index fingers are shorter than their ring fingers received more of the hormone during gestation, and show a greater tendency toward physical aggression as adults. No correlation between finger length and aggression was found in women. (from National Geographic magazine, July edition.)


I am one of those males. But apparently friends who know me could tell I am not aggressive at all.

10.7.05 09:16


What interrupted TV transmission could achieve

How many of you have ever had the idea of becoming famous overnight? I had it when I was a little soccer boy who played soccer almost every day after school, dreaming that I would become a superstar like Maradona one day. I even dreamed of being interviewed live and going on a talk show after I scored a hat trick in a game.


'How does it feel after such a perfect match? '


'You know it's like going to the moon and back! The only difference is it happened in a soccer field.'


I even had some imaginary conversations going on between me and the journalist. Like the one above.


All these daydreams boil down to only one word: publicity.


But I have never thought that there were free publicity better than any forms of promotion ever known:



Any idea what the picture is about?


This is the hotshot TV girl much more famous than any other poster girls to me and my parents these days. One channel's signal transmission interrupted the other day, leaving her flirting eyes and sexy lips on the screen. It's been like a week and every time I flip channel I could see the stagnant portrait.


I'm pretty sure that the signal still reaches most home terminals and the interruption only occured in a very small part of the city. Nevertheless, the interrupted part has brought the girl more popularity that other social climbers would kill for.


It's amazing what a godsend could achieve.

11.7.05 16:03


Poor internet access

I've been having problems getting connected to 20six in daytime ever since last week. It always turned up to be a blank page that shows 'the page cannot be displayed', making it impossible for me to update during the day. But everything seems to be on the right track when it hits the dawn around 7pm(it's summer time when dawn arrives a litte later than in average months)


I can only say, China Telecom ADSL service SUCKS! 


P.S: I don't use a proxy.
13.7.05 15:07


Conjoined twins and more

Stumbled across a TV program on conjoined twins tonight and saw these twin brothers who are joined at the lower chest and share only one liver. The nurses were actually giving the two babies a bath very carefully and they seemed ridiculously happy to scrutinize each other so closely, waving hands, giggling and cheering in the basin.


I crossed my fingers and placed my hands upon my chest as I watched, as if I'd been one of them and suffering the pain of being separated. In fact a sense of relief went through my body when I heard that they ONLY share the liver, an internal organ capable of regenerating itself. But no matter how smoothly the surgery might be going it is by no means a sheer bliss to be born one of such a conjoined pair.


'Good luck' was only what I had to say.


Other highlights of today:


* Googled Prince Albert and got to know what it really is after browsing some 20six blog entries. Red Alert: you must be in the mood for getting unemployed if you google it in your office, something I kid you not.


* Almost ran a handful of body shampoo through my hair that had already been covered with foams when in the shower. I might try that next time.
14.7.05 19:00


Nothingness

It is all dark outside and the sky is the colour of ochre, something between dark pink and black because of the thick cloud. I used to contemplate the darkness almost every night after I finished homework during high school when less time was spent fooling around the net, which was in its larva stage then. In retrospect, I am not quite sure why I had this sort of obsession. A little guess might be that I was far more insecure and emotional than I am today. Like other teenage boys who know of nothing about his future, I looked into the sky as if I would dig out some answers to my stupid little questions from in between the heaven and earth, like "what my university is going to be like" and things alike. But now I am just an average ordinary guy with nearly nothing to look for and nothing to lose.


My oh my, what am I talking about? The sky thing and those digression are really nonsense and couldn't diguise the lack of real content of this blog.


I know there are loads of bloggers who build up there little spaces, get them well manicured as they go along and develop a real personal, ongoing fatuation with the digital realm of existence which they could only take a peep at it through their screens. But this is just the real something that makes them fascinated. For me, it may not be blogging daily but reading other fellow bloggers' writings has long become part of my routine. That way I feel like I have an infinately powerful magnifying glass that helps me see through people's heads and get to know them better. 


Of course not every blogger uses its weblog as a place for recording personal things, but here in 20six it is quite safe to say that things are really personal. A rumination of life is what I use to define mine despite I have altered my attitude towards it a lot. Making those seemingly trivial and meaningless life narrative meaningful is now what I am trying to do with this blog, although I am still uncertain as how far I could go with it. Some blokes might end their writings with their first blogs when their stories reach the end, and start their second or third blogs just like embarking another  journey. I have decided not to follow them and I will keep this one intact as the only piece of life narrative that I have. No matter what happens.


I don't know where I am going with this so I will just stop here and grap a bite.


Have a nice day. 
20.7.05 18:53


China's currency revaluated

The People's Bank of China released its latest public announcement some twenty minutes ago.


The exchange rate of the US dollar against the RMB will be adjusted to 8.11(author: 8.27 be the former) yuan per US dollar at the time of 19:00 of July 21, 2005(author: Beijing Time). The foreign exchange designated banks may since adjust quotations of foreign currencies to their customers.


Finally, the revaluation arrived.
21.7.05 12:30


Ready for the tutor job

A friend of mine helped me find a tutor job last week and from tomorrow, I will be spending two hours each day in the morning helping a high school boy with his English till the end of August. At the same time, I will have to prepare for the IELTS exam, which is only three weeks away.


That said, I am still quite happy with the job. Or maybe just the handsome pay I think. And a little pressure will do me good because I am a type of guy who is fond of procrastinaing. Often times, too much time can mean no time at all. So...why not free up some time to earn some pocket money while prepare for the exam more effectively? To kill two birds with one stone. Brilliant.


About the tutor job. It basically consists of two tasks: going through all the four text books taught in the previous semester(four text books in one semester, including about 20 units with more than 30 articles) to make him more well-grounded; teaching in advance one new text book for the forthcoming semester. Besides, I also need to make sure he does enough exersise and remembers all the new vocabulary. Quite a plain job description, isn't it?


By the way, I am sure those connecting problems reoccured in the past few days. Does the impact of the two serial bombings still linger? 


Get well soon. I wish.
26.7.05 17:29


A little something...

Ok, this is one of my dream girls. How many do I have? I can't offer an accurate answer, since my dream girl changes with my mood. And this one is for tonight, the sweetie.


30.7.05 18:25