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我有嘉宾，鼓瑟吹笙娃娃脸 July 05 新加坡——上旅游回来一周，写个简单的游记。 照片在picasa, 欢迎参观。 http://picasaweb.google.com/traceypu/ 衣 我对服装品牌很外行，这方面粗略描述下。 总的感觉新加坡除了印度人和穆斯林的民族服饰，街上只分两大类的打扮，标准职业装：西装、套裙、高跟、皮鞋；另一种就是彻底的休闲，短衣、短裤、夹脚凉鞋/拖。从地铁Raffles Place上来打扮如前者的占大半，而Harbor Front那站基本上就都是后者了。谁让超多的银行写字楼都扎堆在河岸，硕大的购物中心又放到了港湾城呢。 每年6-7月是新加坡热卖会，大商场里人流攒动。ZARA专卖店和国内一样疯抢，真不觉到了国外。游览景点的间隙，我们去了几个特色的，新加坡河北岸的SUNTEC CITY（新达城）、乌节路上的WISMA（威士马）、港湾城的VIVO CITY（怡丰城）、CITY HALL的RAFFLES（来福士广场）。从商场动不动就冠名“城”的角度看，新加坡人的购物热情难以小觑。最大的VIVO city估计面积要有2个西单大悦城的大小，如果不是因为这是前往圣淘沙必经之地，我们大概能减少很多目瞪口呆的感慨。 喜欢购物的同学到新加坡估计不会失望，那里和香港比肩，只是我比较笨，烧钱的功夫没炼成，只能留着时间逛风景了。 食 去之前看攻略，把新加坡的菜肴吹得如雷贯耳，简直是天下美食汇集一地。牛皮吹大了注定要露馅，让我们这些中华美食的专业评委一鉴赏明显露出了马脚。名目上新加坡的名吃有辣椒螃蟹、叻沙、肉骨茶、海南鸡饭、沙爹、娘惹等，其实归结起来只有两种：海鲜和闽粤小吃的变种。桌面上摆了米粉、面条、沙爹酱、椰浆、咖喱、海虾、肉串、鱼丸、青菜、豆泡等，随意排列组合一下就成了各种所谓的新加坡美食。说实话，这仅仅是些小儿科的地方小食而已，真正能上厅堂的几乎没有，远不比国内八大菜系满汉全席，也因此大可不必为“新加坡美食”的噱头迷魂了双眼。不过从另一个角度来说，各种公屋商场的排档小吃大食代，原料新鲜，充满南洋风情，而且好吃不贵，简直是自助旅游者的天堂，完全不必担心像在马尔代夫吃方便面的尴尬。回家之前我们感慨半天，真是天下有华人的地方就有美食。 推荐几个我尝过的特色餐： 叻沙——新加坡最容易找到的小食。豆芽米粉打底，摆上蛤蜊、虾、豆泡、鱼片，再浇咖喱辣汁椰浆调的汤。口感浓香颇有特色。 炒虾面、炒粿条——这基本上是一类餐，潮州和客家菜里很早便已盛行。韭菜、豆芽、大虾炒面，简单方便，味道不错。 辣椒螃蟹——东海岸的餐厅家家以此为招牌。螃蟹小也要两斤，辣椒、番茄酱、鸡蛋浆炒汁浇在煮熟的大海蟹上，下饭得很。我们点了只最小的，结果送上来的蟹居然有人脸般大，让我还没进食就饱了三分。 土司工坊（toast box）——新加坡有无数家土司分店。核心就是厚面包烤酥脆，涂上黄油、果酱、椰浆、花生酱，配炼乳冲制的咖啡奶茶，在木制桌椅、壁灯、吊扇的环境中感受小资的情调。受了殖民影响，很有英式下午茶的风格。目前这店上海一家，北京三家，有兴趣的朋友不妨一试。 住 我们住在今年1月新开业的新加坡第一家Ibis Hotel，雅高集团旗下的经济酒店。位置很好，离绿线和红线地铁走路十分钟之遥，窗口望去滨海艺术中心（大榴莲）近在眼前。和所有的Ibis一样，房间不大，但简洁舒适，该多的一样不多，该少的也一样不少。平日里商务人士众多，周末清静不少。酒店大堂设有免费上网区，可惜都被我用来选新航座位了。对于新加坡这种寸土寸金的地方，Ibis算是个性价比很高的酒店了。 行 在新加坡几日，我们的代步工具基本是地铁。两站内S$1，多站则逐级上涨到S$2不等，虽然不比北京地铁坐到哪儿都2块的实惠，也算是当地最省钱的交通工具了。地铁的每一站都有中英文名称，而且用如“EW12”“NS22”这类代表东西线第12站（武吉士）、南北线第22站（乌节路）的标识标注清楚，易于辨认。只是有两点和国内地铁有区别，第一是这里的单程票均需付S$1的押金，出站退卡后退回；第二是部分车站的换乘是在同一层间进行，而同线地铁的来往方向却在上下层，相当于在建国门从1号线换2号线只需要从一边车门走出然后进对面的车门，但如果想坐1号线反向的车则需要上下楼一样。这个设计地铁的逻辑我一直没闹明白，结果一不小心坐错了线，白拉着我妈换了半天车。 第二个代步工具是公交车。这简直是最让人头疼的一种方式。不仅不同站区收费不同，而且和香港一样，逢站不停车，除非车上乘客按铃示意。最离谱的是车上不报站，车下站台的名称也时常显示不全。如此一来，第一次坐公交若不是起点坐到终点那基本别打算一次坐对。此外，公交车的往返线路通常不是马路对面逆向的关系，去和回很可能根本不在同一条路上行驶，对于人生地不熟的游客，这又是一场注意力与观察力的双重考验。 第三个代步工具是出租车。S$2.4起步价，机场到市区15-20新币。为了吃辣椒螃蟹，我们破天荒地打了车到东海岸。新加坡左向行驶，道路状况很好，号称所有的高速公路都可以起降飞机，于是出租车也驰骋得很爽。唯独令人担忧的是出租车大多是六七十岁的爷爷级人物在开，一方面让人感慨那代人福利的缺失，年迈还要出来赚钱生活，另一方面也不由得担心乘坐的安全性问题。下车前看大伯拨开司机位旁边的硬币盒找给我零钱，认真非凡，我还是暗暗希望这情景未来还是越少越好。 June 23 6月不知不觉夏至来到。
因为两张赠票，前天去首体听了林俊杰的演唱会。这一唱，充分证明在一群90后中间，80后们是多么地落伍。用一个时髦点的词，我们OUT了…… 虽然三小时耳熟能详的歌不超过1/3，但还要表扬一下林同学的制作团队。首先，舞台设计新颖时尚，几个简洁的屏幕拼搭，令流淌下的光线炫目却不失自然。其次，林同学的服装我很喜欢，前卫舒适，但不媚俗，远比红勘那些香港歌手标新立异的造型亲切得多。最后，场内秩序井然，欢呼和尖叫适度，算是文明演出的标兵。 回想一下，上一次我看演唱会还是97年的周华健，12年过去，21世纪的演唱会来得更先进也更商业。不过好在我一贯对商演的要求不高，娱乐一下即可。这样看来，小林同学的演唱会已大大超越我的标准了。给个四星评分并不为过。 上个月买了台Polaroid 636相机，它曾经是玩Lomo一族最爱的相机之一。可惜数码产品的冲击给宝丽来公司带来了致命的创伤，01年这家全球最大的即拍相机生产商宣布破产，风靡一时的宝丽来相机也彻底退下了生产线。迷了它很久，尽管这只是一台势必告别摄影舞台的相机。而一台新636到手，仍旧倍加珍爱。以周围朋友做模特小试，怀旧和矫情了一把。除了相纸的成本与日俱增，宝丽来的质感和娱乐性还是令人把玩良久爱不释手。
本周三，换好新航的免票去新加坡郊游。想想飞禽公园、圣淘沙、摩天轮，叻沙、辣椒螃蟹，还有新航的大飞机，还是很期待的。最想看这个亚洲最森严的法制国家到底有多么洁净和秩序。恩，等待上路的感觉很不错。
May 24 2009 春天纪事转眼脱下棉衣换上短袖，又一个春天流逝。我逐渐在乏味的坐班生活背后寻找利于发泄的途径，以弥合内心由于自觉浪费青春带来的愧疚。还好，总有温和善意的人们出现，让日子看起来并没有想象中的糟糕。 锻炼 爬山活动进行了一次又一次，沿途的西山从桃花遍山野到满目青翠。我有些沉醉于高处远眺的情景，看城市变得渺小，天空告别阴霾，人好像也褪去一身污浊，脱胎换骨亲近自然。当然活动筋骨的另一个好处是一个愉快的群体的出现，在你即使异想天开时也乐于相伴左右，这让时常思虑过剩的我有了莫大的满足感。简单描述下我的旅伴：浙大蜗牛团长东东及他的大批蜗牛团员，升级为大叔的C同学，大眼睛半途更名的准新娘赵X/Y，可以为丽江代言的美女同事，最近开始钻研魔术的设计师lulu，随和谦虚人缘好的小丹尼，黑白转班的保龄球“教练”刘老师，华为技术男F同学，还有被我们的活动催化了一把自此牵手的田姐姐和李哥哥。如果有可能我会慢慢扩大这个圈子，很想夏天的周末租个郊区的大House，邀大家一起来开party，说不定又会有意外之喜。 剧场 去年的这个时候看《青春禁忌游戏》，那隐隐作痛的感觉至今犹在。今年选择了轻松的《两只狗的生活意见》和《恋爱的犀牛》，还有即将上演的《空中花园谋杀案》。在孟京辉是毛头小子捣腾先锋戏剧的时候我只是个十几岁的孩子，对他那些字斟句酌的台词和做作荒诞的前卫艺术一知半解。那时候最喜欢的是钦差大臣、第十二夜、茶馆、雷雨、屈原、李白、蔡文姬这些教科书上的绝对经典，好像“先锋”二字只是微风拂面，也好像只是些成心追求小资调调的70后们弄出的登不得台面小把戏。不过，当十年后现在的我也步入他们那时的年龄，也开始认真聆听“先锋”的声音，才悄悄体会困惑青年们挣扎时撕心裂肺的的痛苦。只是当时的年轻人已逐渐成熟平和，而我们则进入矛盾彷徨的状态重复着过来人的故事。怎么说呢，这好像永远是个走不出的循环，总在出出进进中塑造一代代爱上层楼的年轻人。 有朋自远方来 06年IAESTE的海外实习，让我认识了一大圈各个国家的朋友。当时只身一人在偏僻的塞尔维亚有幸与他们相伴才拥有了一段独特而非比寻常的经历。三年中偶尔感慨这经历难与身边的朋友共鸣，我也因此只当作奇异旅行见闻独自回味。不过今年却有西班牙的IAESTE同学Raul（是的，和大名鼎鼎的皇马前锋同名，基本是西班牙男孩的街头名）来到中国，让这种跨越大洲重温过去的感觉顿时奇妙起来。我们坐在景山的万春亭上聊06年夏天的趣事，互相更新着各国朋友们的消息：某某毕业，某某去了土耳其，某某在里约热内卢遭抢挨枪，某某男某某女因为IAESTE相恋……真是八卦无国界。劳尔同学的中国行勾起我06年夏天的愉快记忆，在此感谢他。临别时一如既往地盛情邀请我去瓦伦西亚，我没有把握地答应。不过现在想来，未来的某一年我还是会完整地走一遍欧洲，起码去看望下朋友，让友谊延续。就是这些人已然分布在东南西北欧十多个国家，看来一定是项艰巨的工程。 读书 原来我看书只是泡泡图书馆、涵芬楼和三联书店的功夫，在家摆的往往是哪里读过买回来收藏，本本都谨慎翻阅，新得很。这段时间也尝试下网络购书回家阅读，发现读来读去还大多集中在泛三联图书的圈子里。不过卓越的折价和豆瓣上的二手转让还是方便地满足了我的需求。在其他人早已开始mp4或在线读书的时候我才开始网络购书，多么后知后觉的表现。不过阅读永远是裨益终生的好事，张元济爷爷不是在商务印书馆建馆时便讲么：“数百年旧家无非积德，第一件好事还是读书。”如今又有豆瓣这样自由评书辩论的空间给读书人，无论怎样都是良性的风尚。既然如此，不读和惰读都该自觉地反省和面壁一下了。 工作 我一直记得FeiFei的话，工作两三年该回头审视自己，认清优势劣势，果断地选择未来。这常常也是我时刻质问自己的标准。前一阵王师兄一针见血地指出我现在意志消沉，深刻地刺激了我的惰性。我们总以为我还年轻，时间还有很多。是这样么？在拿为数不多的青春年岁赌耐力和宽容么？还是放大着自己的惰性，心甘情愿地成为温水煮青蛙里渐渐丧失跳跃能力的青蛙？在还拿得起放得下沉没成本最低的时候不勇敢地闯一闯又待何时呢？其实工作了才会有更多挣扎，才会懂得如何做人处事，才会体会办公室没有真正友情的含义。地球不因为任何人停转，工作是为自己的前途，做该做的事，准备该准备的东西，不坐以待毙，这才是硬道理。 运气? 前一阵吃饭连续两次刮出现金，好像是发票中奖多年来我的头一次。上周三参加活动，竟然中了大奖北京新加坡新航的往返机票，可惜票面免费，票税照付，不厚道的SQ。我偶尔会想自己运气不够好，而近来接连的好运却很不适应，担心福兮祸所伏。运气不是我的，随它吧。 March 29 暴走的春天北京今年倒春寒得明显，不知冷暖的说不定以为月初到月末像夏末至深秋的过渡。不过春总还是摇摆不定地降临到这座城市，让人们对盎然生机和赏花踏青有了十足的期待。我的身体似乎也对盹过冬天深为不满，在惊蛰过后猛烈反应起来。于是从一次悠然的香山行之后，对西山的踩踏行动一发不可收拾。 西山远不比杭州的山水秀美，即使是万物复苏的春天，也处处荆棘丛生黄土遍地。然而，这丝毫无碍翻山越岭活动筋骨的人们。他们三五成群地穿行在丛山间，欣赏一碧如洗的晴空，追寻点点丛丛山桃花的芬芳。倘若运气好，更能闻林间阵阵松木清香，观玉兰端庄优雅立于枝头。这样的西山确也别有一番风情。 当然，最独特的风景是踏山人的脚印和笑脸。总是他们让泛绿的草地不仅是几株嫩芽，花苞待放的春桃不再是山林侧坡的野山花，他们触碰着春的气息，并载它传递四方。 和不同人群同行的欢歌笑语还在耳畔，感谢伴我踏青的所有朋友。香山、圈口、潭柘寺、香八拉，锻炼进行时。
March 16 BIG AD for Earth Hour 2009
一年一度的Earth Hour即将拉开序幕。在WWF混迹了这么久，尽管已不处其中，还是要身先士卒地宣传公益事业。借我的space为“地球一小时”做个大广告：同学们，朋友们，3月28日晚8:30-9:30，我们共同熄灯一小时！
“地球一小时”活动简介 “地球一小时”活动其实就像开灯关灯一样容易。 February 18 火星照耀夜空 忘了篇一周前写的小文，补贴： 2月9日 伴随着窗外此起彼伏气势如雷的爆竹轰鸣，短暂的牛年春节就此结束。非常酷的是央视大楼的辅楼竟然在元宵节的夜晚与爆竹齐鸣，共焰火一色，演出了一场十分雷人的救火剧。 对我而言，这似乎是好些年来第一次不觉年味的春节。原因也很简单，过年气氛最浓的两周，我被交代到赤道南北东南亚的某些国家陪游了两程。基本上除了06年那次在布达佩斯被匈航抛弃的事件，这还是第一次大规模高密度地坐飞机。好在南航幽默的空乘和新航优质的娱乐餐饮设施淡化了强噪音机舱环境的减寿作用，我也有幸少牺牲了无数交感神经细胞。这一路，边欣赏风景，边结交新朋友，生动而不乏传奇故事。人在旅途才发现世界原来那么小，同学的同事，同事的同学，团友的老师，办公室的邻居。好像交织了无数次的人际网只在最短的时间内回到了原点。我偶尔在猜想这之中还可能有多少隐性的关联，会不会发生更有趣的故事，不得而知。好在这仅仅是臆想，作为旅途中填补大脑空白的消食茶点。 出门在外，似乎衣食住行更换了地点就自然佩戴起异域的风情，变得与众不同变得悠然浪漫起来。无论是鸟语花香的巴厘岛，还是穷困潦倒的柬埔寨，好像都披上风土人情的外衣，讲起自己的故事。归结到每个人，却仍然是生活起居衣食住行，只是游客带起观察的眼镜，赏出了文化的韵味。于我而言，风景是那时风景，美的享受短暂而转瞬即逝，心里留下幸福的感受，足矣。倘若一定要从专业角度推荐，那就将吴哥窟摆上首列，它神秘与恢弘的气质，在被遗忘的红土地森林深处无时无刻不演绎着惊喜。 然而无论如何，航班总要着陆，旅行终要结束。当卸下行囊回到真实生活的时候，或者空气不再透亮，或者节奏不再舒缓。但当每天华灯初放匆匆赶路时想起自己曾经落在吴哥石窟上的身影，总不禁会心一笑。旅行的意义，不过如此。 February 14 <zz> 写在三十岁到来这一天转之前照例先写评论。 这文章是位刚刚迈过30门槛的女同胞转来的，看来定是字字体会颇深。我读过也佩服笔者精辟的言语，唯持保留意见的是感情篇某些冷酷的论调，大概是我心理年龄=生理年龄的标准心理还没到作者的程度之过。于是仁者见仁，智者见智了。男女同胞都推荐一读，很多道理都是明白人的大实话。年轻人，我们已不再天真！
<zz> 写在三十岁到来这一天 美女CEO王潇，刚刚写了一篇三十感言。句句名言，虽然是写给女生的，但是，男生也更应该看看。 《字字带泪——写在三十岁到来这一天》 By 王潇 2008年11月3日 谨以此文献给我的众姐妹，共勉。
事业篇 无论是打工还是创业，其本质无外乎向老板或客户出卖自己的有形或无形产品。一言以蔽之：大家都是出来卖的。既然是出来卖的，一要卖相好，二要敬业，三不要嫌买货人。所以，第一要保持美丽，第二要多做事少抱怨，第三看在钱的份上要适当妥协。 付出不一定有回报，努力不一定有收获。学习知识和锻炼身体除外。 我们是动物进化来的，即使高级也还是动物，达尔文主义一直适用。只有把自己训练成更敏捷、更强壮的动物，才能活得好点。所以懒散消极肯定不是长久之计，要是在动物世界，在金字塔底的你还这么耗着，已经死了。 这个时代的规律就是没有绝对公平竞争，接受这一点，然后武装自己投身到轰轰烈烈的不公平竞争中去。顺应规律而行，也是达尔文主义。 先赢了再说。享受你战利品的时候，你心里可以继续愤世嫉俗。不要滥用怜悯给竞争失败的人，因为下一次也许会是你。 争取半天的愿望没有实现，一要怪自己学艺不精，二要怪自己运气不好，然后赶快行动起来争取下一个愿望。前面投入的时间精力，统统算做沉没成本。勇于承担沉没成本是出来混的第一课。
感情篇 谈恋爱的条件，就是让自己从精神到物质，从灵魂到肉体，因为有了对方都比从前的状态更好。否则何必呢？ 如果男人现在对你一般，不要指望他会在婚后对你更好，他对你最好的时刻一定是追求期和热恋期。如果这两个时期你尚且对他不满，那你要好好想想了。 不妨让他为你多花点时间和钱，通常人投入的越多，就越难割舍。 就算你已经为他投入了很多时间和钱，该离开的时候也要利索点离开。勇于承担恋爱的沉没成本，是展开新生活的前提。 如果你看中他的钱，在适当的时候要到这钱才是你的。打铁要趁热，要钱要趁爱！ 你的直觉往往比事实还准确。 两个人最终过起日子来，"也就那么回事"已经是非常好的结局，因为很多人发现婚后"完全不是那么回事"。 一个身体再性感，展开后翻来覆去看也就两个平方米，互相失去兴趣是正常的规律。只是晚点失去兴趣的那个人会觉得受伤。 成功的感情关系里，爱情是一定会转化成亲情的。亲情就是Happy ending。如果爱情没了亲情又没形成，那该关系已经失败。通常人们用生育来协助这一转化的完成。 老人说的道理大部分都是对的，比如结婚要找个踏实顾家的男人，但是这些道理只有在谈上两三个让你遍体鳞伤的恋爱后才会明白。撞了南墙自然懂得回头，怕就怕一直没回头。 男人也是人，他不是必然比你还要聪明、勇敢、勤劳和富有。如果你不能爱一个男人的本尊，而是爱上你期待中的他的话，你会一直失望，而他会因压力过大而沉默和崩溃。 对一个人的崇拜不足以支撑琐碎的日常生活。偶像要走下神坛，他谈完世界观也要去大便。 自古以来，就有白蛇和青蛇，白玫瑰与红玫瑰，男人得陇望蜀防不胜防。不如别防了，剩下精力多挣点钱，或者美容保养。万一失了阵地还保有战斗力再抢一块。
生活篇 越年轻的时候，越可以应用"试错法"，即在不违反健康，不触犯法律的基础上，搞清哪些东西是真正适合自己的。为了让以后的岁月做对的几率更大，不妨前期多试点错的，磨刀不误砍柴功。 每个人先天能量区别很大，有的人寡淡无味，有的人跌宕起伏，都是按自个儿的能量定额来的。先天能量这个东西没法攀比，自己跟自己比，满足就好。关键是正确估计自己的能量。 欲望不实现就痛苦，欲望实现了就无聊。只有刚刚实现后那短暂的时期是幸福。所以幸福必然是短暂的，痛苦和无聊才是生活的常态。这是我们的欲望决定的。 别人的任何选择和决定都有他自己的道理，尽量理解和不干涉。但如果伤害到你的心灵和财产，一定要干涉。 面子是别人给的。别人会把面子给那些坚持表现出诚实、勇敢、勤奋和靠谱的人。不以以上这些元素作为给面子准则的人，你也不用在意他给不给你面子。 不用等到什么时机都成熟了再开始做一件事，在游泳中学会游泳，在开车中学会开车，摸着石头是可以过河的。前提是输得起。 通常来说有两种状态：痛苦的哲学家和快乐的猪。痛苦的时候，尽量搞清痛苦的缘由，否则就成了痛苦的猪。
美容篇 作为女性，你的外表和你的性格共同决定你的命运，这是残酷的现实。 无论哪朝哪代、东方或西方，端庄路线是永远不会错的。装也要装的像。 腰围是黄金分割和女性体态婀娜的关键，是少女和大妈的分水岭。要拼死保持。 学好化妆术，拾掇好再出门。你自己会开心，别人对你会多点耐心，百利而无一害。 如果你单身，建议你保持时刻准备着的状态，也就是说尽量随时都看上去很美。很难说哪朵云彩下雨，也许转角就遇到爱。 当你对美好身材的渴望远远大于你对食物的渴望，你就可以成功减肥。减不下来那是因为你对痩的渴望还不够强烈。
后记 以上的种种经验教训只能解决技术上的问题，长得是不是美，工作是不是如意，男人是不是好，其实全在运气。 祝我的姐妹们心想事成！ January 15 布什卸任，我很怀念他。为了这个标题，我本打算写篇严肃的文章，结果看了Youtube上President George W. Bush Final Press Conference - January 12, 2009 以后，基本放弃这个想法。总统先生一句：Sometimes you misunderestimated me. 差点没让我笑喷出来，布什还真是一如既往地牛仔！为此，我很怀念他。很长一段时间，偏听NY Times之流的言论，似乎被蓝营洗脑了一般，笃信非民主党执政的美国将会一塌糊涂。结果到了布什轮任的第二届，兼听开始，才发现舆论的毒害之深。2004年大选投票率55%，布什赢得选举人票数的53%，全美共有5945,9765张选票投给了小布什，超过竞选对手克里351,0358张，相当于3个百分点。这是美国人亲手推翻四年前结论的一次选举，终于让布什成为了21世纪第一个十年美国和世界的主宰者，之一。应该说美国的大选，到目前为止，是世界上规模最大，制度最透明的政治行为。1亿2千万人的意见汇总，让一个社会对其成年人认知水平的统计空前完备。如此再被蓝营媒体遮蔽视听，确实有明暗不辨之嫌。总之一点，美国选票占优的6千万人告诉世界：布什可以继续留在白宫。 大体上说，从政治意识形态上分类，民主党为左，共和党为右。一个崇尚进步主义，一个奉行保守原则，前者视东西海岸先锋城市为票仓，后者则依托中部广大地区雄厚的地主和财主阶级。但不论是蓝狗还是红象，他们培养的政治家，嘴上最常挂着的一个词便是the United States of America. 不仅布什站在海湾战舰上大声颂扬patriotism, 就连向来谨慎严肃的Obama也在胜利演说里不断气地惊呼了三次美国的大名。布什如何赢得了过半数美国人的好感，他的竞争者逊色? 或是他的治国业绩出众? 算了，后者简直离谱。依我看，布什的存在，恰恰吻合了美国人民族气质中最纯朴的一面。他随性不做作，他诚恳无知者无畏，他生来农民却自诩牛仔，骨子里褪不去的泥土气息，更重要的是，他无时无刻不强调自己对美利坚的崇拜和热爱。鉴于此，美国人不爱布什，何据之有呢? 上个月，布什临别前的伊拉克之访，受到的礼遇竟然是扎伊迪的两只皮鞋。新闻里正面侧面的特写几乎清一色在收视排行榜上拔得头筹。不知看客是否留意了布什的表情，那不是一副遭羞辱后怒火中烧神态，相反，他看起来很享受，甚至在庆幸自己第一次准确躲开了皮鞋，第二次干脆做起游戏，保持了两发两避的全胜纪录。有人说，布什的表情是装出来的，我大抵持反对观点。如果面具可以在常态中使用，那么面对瞬间飞向额头的危险，难道也可以从容佩戴么? 13日，布什向布莱尔和霍华德颁发了总统自由勋章，号称：感谢长期以来对美国的坚定支持。照片上，布什像一名小学生，一丝不苟地为二位铁兄弟戴奖章，那种与生俱来的顽劣神情，无人能敌。据说一次某记者采访意大利人对布什的评价，结果竟是，布什像意大利总理贝卢斯科尼一样，没有他的电视新闻顿时索然无味。八年来的功过，在观众的兴趣和笑声中篆刻，仅此一点，不枉总统一场。 下周，新任总统奥巴马即将走马上任。这个奉行精英主义，举止学院派的年轻领导人已然不再如邋遢兵小布什般的行事风格，自然也少了许多幽默感。他是不是如竞选所言：Yes we can change. We’ll see. December 31 再见，2008在翻着日历写blog时，时钟跳向了2008年的最后一天。脑子里忽然浮出这一年的各种影像，让人一时摸不到头绪来整理。我想到了杭州和L同学短暂而熟悉的相聚，想到地震第二天在剧场看《青春禁忌游戏》，想到在上海度过的盛夏数月，想到那个以为很近却离我很远的奥运会，想到G班上形形色色的老师，想到颇具蝴蝶效应的经济危机，想到部门裁员和每个人心里难以言述的阴影。那些欢乐痛苦茫然的面孔，那些磊落龌龊无奈的事情，好像都随着神灯的烟雾飘到眼前。太快了，就这样飞奔着，叠加起无数事件的2008走向了尽头。 SD满怀期待地在吴哥窟迎接2009的第一缕阳光，我却那么想让自己所谓的过去都留在布满盘根残垣的塔布茏寺。是融向历史还是爱上层楼，说不清楚，只是感觉时空的挪移最容易让我平静。FF说，毕业一两年的人会对人生产生幻觉。好像Monica在Friends里也在说 Welcome to the real world. It sucks. You’re gonna love it. 想一想，我也在转换角色和思考前程的旅途上走的很辛苦，好在这一路善良、世故、执著的人们陪伴和鼓励，辛苦却并不孤独。无论我们相识相交的轨迹如何短暂，我仅为这相遇，深感谢意。 翻了下去年今天的博文，为理解了更多当时的困惑，也为一年来走向成熟的自己而感动。我不习惯规划未来，就只将每走的一块路砖踏实。路且长，相信未来。喜欢这段歌词，算是为2008画上句号：
当烟雾随晨光飘散 枕畔的湖已风乾 期待已退化成等待 而我告别了突然 当泪痕勾勒成遗憾 回忆夸饰着伤感 逝水比喻时光荏苒 终於我们不再为了生命狂欢为爱情狂乱 然而青春彼岸盛夏正要一天一天一天的灿烂 谁说不能让我此生唯一自传如同诗一般 无论多远未来读来依然一字一句一篇都灿烂 让天空解释着蔚蓝 浮云定义着洁白 落花铺陈一片红色地毯 迎接我们的未来 精彩未完的未来 December 22 Everybody loves 三亚怀着复杂的心情，揣着原先菲律宾后辗转三亚的出游计划，带着率先点头同行的X同学的鼓励，上周，我们踏上了三亚这片神奇的土地。 看惯了城里喧扰的人群和林立的建筑，三亚的海凝神望去有种天海交融、不分彼此的朦胧感。我本以为自己面对海浪的吼叫能成为某种发泄的途径，其实听风看海时的滚滚洪涛却将我的声音湮没。当湿润的海风拂面而来，那些所谓的烦恼早已不知去向何方。 我们徜徉于三亚湾细软的沙滩，徘徊在亚龙湾尊贵的酒店私寓，无论哪里，都怀着对海的敬畏。风浪标黄旗和红旗交替悬挂，似乎也阐释着人与海亲近与疏远间不断转换的复杂心理。 临走前的下午，我握紧风筝的手柄在海滩前奔跑，感受着阳光的和煦和沙滩的温暖。我们朝暮期盼的抬头天空一展万顷，低头海浪翻腾拍岸，远方情人牵手漫步，面前小轮车独享自由的惬意生活，大概也不过如此了。 海，让人向往自然回归宁静；海，令人难以忘怀的地方。
November 17 美国大选之我见（二）
美国人与中国神 对于像我一样80后的一代而言，美国总统基本上只意味着老布什、克林顿和小布什，当然还有即将入住白宫的奥巴马。有意思的是前三个人联手创了一项纪录，他们都是耶鲁校友，美国大学历史上绝无仅有的一次三连冠，并且连续20年在任美国总统都出自这所常青藤名校。按概率推算未来几十年内应该不会有新任总统们能破这项纪录。布什家族显赫，算是与肯尼迪家族齐肩的一代伪贵族。相传老布什是“骑自行车的大使”，还专好北京烤鸭这口，结果经历过70年代的不少北京市民都称自己见过这位热情的美国人。我对老布什印象不深，这里也暂不多论。 克林顿是我们开始放开视野关注世界的起点，他不仅一手缔造了90年代美国经济的繁荣，也因为家里厉害的老婆和桃色新闻莱温斯基闻名于世。我清晰记得老克同学在白宫书房对着全世界媒体神情闪烁地说：I did not have sexual relations with that woman, Miss Lywensky... 当然，全世界人民都知道他在撒谎。现在，字典里送给克林顿的词汇也多是精明圆滑一类褒贬兼具的多义词。有人说克林顿只占了品学兼优的后半部分特点，看来是不无道理。不过，这个60年代被肯尼迪总统接见的全美优秀高中生代表还是通过不懈的个人努力成功实现了人生辉煌，仅就这个意义而言，足够给无数心怀美国梦的人们树立励志的榜样了。小布什上台据说是美国历史上第一次民选票数低于选举人票数的选举，结果没争得多数美国人民的同意，布小什同学一脚跳进了白宫的大门。但无论怎样，四年后美国人民却还是亲手投出民选票数和选举人票数均过半数的结果，让小布什坐稳了白宫交椅，而那一年欧洲遍街张贴的广告都是一句话：再与布什相处四年。欧洲人向来看不上布什，和我共事过的德国人Swen就说，美国人选布什做总统足见3亿美国人愚蠢的智慧。其实大可不必如此，看看小布什这副我是牛仔我怕谁无知者无畏的姿态，我们真就无法对他心生鄙夷。既然是最不吝最农民的总统，那么，世界人民，请尽情的嘲讽我吧！这八年，布什表情和猩猩对比和他在各种场合出丑的各类图片传遍了互联网的每个角落；这八年，Michael Moore那部经典的旨在讽刺小布什的《华氏911》不仅畅销还勇夺金棕榈大奖；这八年，直接反映小布什放浪年轻生活的电影无所顾忌地在总统在任时上映。大家该为此感到愉快，八年间，布什为全球同胞缔造了一个充满娱乐精神的神奇世界。奥巴马似乎没什么幽默可言，这副冷静克制的面孔也着实不怎么讨人喜欢。不过美国人民跟共和党相处八年腻了，也不想推举个老女人上台指挥，结果，无论是蓝营希拉里选民还是铁杆的红营支持者都干脆给这位年轻的黑小伙送上一票，于是有了近年来最高的投票率——过六成——和最悬殊的竞选结果。奥巴马虽不很善言辞，却颇有领导人的范儿。他深沉的语调远老于一位2个小学生父亲应有的年龄。不过恰好，他深沉，他冷静，他背景清白，他直面机遇，他实现了少数裔的美国梦，他为腐朽的政坛吹来一股新风。为此，美国人还是彻底折服了，他们热情地在风中狂吼，激动地鸣笛示胜，好像金融危机伴着奥巴马找到了新工作就会迎刃而解，又好像遥远的未来白人将再也不会统治这个国家。（这会不会这是愚蠢的智慧第二次?）我喜欢看美国的政治，不是因为向往，而是因为在那个权力角逐的舞台上无疑是一个国家的精英在表演，它无限放大着国家精神和肤浅却自诩高贵的文化。四年一场表演，数亿美元的挥霍，智库头脑里的火花，以及一个个白宫新主人的诞生。我喜欢看美国的政治，也是因为美国民选的总统性格千差万别。克林顿一代花花公子，小布什农民兼牛仔，奥巴马俨然一届芝加哥某社区居委会主任。他们没有统一的铸造模式，却都能坐空中一号在白宫养宠物且给美国人民煽情演讲。总统们有高尚有龌龊，有高雅有庸俗，有灵活有迟钝，有英明有失策。他们虽处于权力颠峰，却也生动地展示着作为一个普通人的喜怒哀乐。 相反，我便不喜欢看国内的政治。这里，没有才华横溢的盛年精英，没有激烈精彩的发言辩论。领导人没有绯闻，没有喜怒，没有家庭宠物，没有任何犯错误的可能。也就是在这里，所有的缺点被掩埋，所有的功绩被神化。于是我们看到领导握手的专用语：同志们辛苦了！领导发言的固定语速：每分钟50个汉字。领导总结时的模式套路：让我们团结在…… 这时当我看到奥巴马3岁衣冠不整跑在海滩的照片，看到小布什穿着尿布被老布什托举的照片，再当我看到克林顿兴奋地跳下兵马俑一号坑时激动的表情。只能感叹，几千年来我们最大的进步不是所谓的文明社会，而是我们学会了从神那儿买来浇筑的模板，把送上最高权力舞台的人都压模一番，走出来几个脸会越来越鼓，肚子会越来越肥的眼镜男，他慢悠悠地踱步，然后开始领导13亿中国愚民。
November 10 美国大选之我见（一） 08年的美国大选我断断续续关注了一年，随着Obama’s Victory Speech的结束，它画上了圆满的句号。是什么让10万芝加哥市民热情澎湃地同声喊出Yes we can? 是什么让这个年轻的黑人接过世界第一强国的指挥棒? 又是什么让全世界的人在同一时间将目光聚焦在同一竞选胜利者的舞台上? 我想了许多。先来听听奥巴马在芝加哥的获胜演说，简短有力的语言犹令人印象深刻。
CHANGE HAS COME If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible; who still wonders if the dream of our founders is alive in our time; who still questions the power of our democracy, tonight is your answer. It's the answer told by lines that stretched around schools and churches in numbers this nation has never seen; by people who waited three hours and four hours, many for the very first time in their lives, because they believed that this time must be different; that their voices could be that difference. It's the answer spoken by young and old, rich and poor, Democrat and Republican, black, white, Hispanic, Asian, Native American, gay, straight, disabled and not disabled - Americans who sent a message to the world that we have never been just a collection of individuals or a collection of Red States and Blue States: we are, and always will be, the United States of America. It's the answer that led those who have been told for so long by so many to be cynical, and fearful, and doubtful of what we can achieve to put their hands on the arc of history and bend it once more toward the hope of a better day. It's been a long time coming, but tonight, because of what we did on this day, in this election, at this defining moment, change has come to America. PARTNERS IN THE JOURNEY A little bit earlier this evening I received an extraordinarily gracious call from Senator McCain. He fought long and hard in this campaign, and he's fought even longer and harder for the country he loves. He has endured sacrifices for America that most of us cannot begin to imagine. We are better off for the service rendered by this brave and selfless leader. I congratulate him, I congratulate Governor Palin, for all they have achieved, and I look forward to working with them to renew this nation's promise in the months ahead. I want to thank my partner in this journey, a man who campaigned from his heart and spoke for the men and women he grew up with on the streets of Scranton and rode with on that train home to Delaware, the vice-president-elect of the United States, Joe Biden. And I would not be standing here tonight without the unyielding support of my best friend for the last 16 years, the rock of our family, the love of my life, the nation's next first lady, Michelle Obama. Sasha and Malia, I love you both more than you can imagine, and you have earned the new puppy that's coming with us to the White House. And while she's no longer with us, I know my grandmother is watching, along with the family that made me who I am. I miss them tonight, and know that my debt to them is beyond measure. To my sister Maya, my sister Auma, all my other brothers and sisters - thank you so much for all the support you have given me. I am grateful to them. To my campaign manager David Plouffe, the unsung hero of this campaign, who built the best political campaign in the history of the United States of America. My chief strategist David Axelrod, who has been a partner with me every step of the way, and to the best campaign team ever assembled in the history of politics - you made this happen, and I am forever grateful for what you've sacrificed to get it done. VICTORY FOR THE PEOPLE But above all, I will never forget who this victory truly belongs to - it belongs to you. I was never the likeliest candidate for this office. We didn't start with much money or many endorsements. Our campaign was not hatched in the halls of Washington - it began in the backyards of Des Moines and the living rooms of Concord and the front porches of Charleston. It was built by working men and women who dug into what little savings they had to give $5 and $10 and $20 to the cause. It grew strength from the young people who rejected the myth of their generation's apathy; who left their homes and their families for jobs that offered little pay and less sleep; it grew strength from the not-so-young people who braved the bitter cold and scorching heat to knock on the doors of perfect strangers; from the millions of Americans who volunteered, and organised, and proved that more than two centuries later, a government of the people, by the people and for the people has not perished from the Earth. This is your victory. THE TASK AHEAD I know you didn't do this just to win an election and I know you didn't do it for me. You did it because you understand the enormity of the task that lies ahead. For even as we celebrate tonight, we know the challenges that tomorrow will bring are the greatest of our lifetime - two wars, a planet in peril, the worst financial crisis in a century. Even as we stand here tonight, we know there are brave Americans waking up in the deserts of Iraq and the mountains of Afghanistan to risk their lives for us. There are mothers and fathers who will lie awake after their children fall asleep and wonder how they'll make the mortgage, or pay their doctor's bills, or save enough for their child's college education. There is new energy to harness and new jobs to be created; new schools to build and threats to meet and alliances to repair. REMAKING THE NATION The road ahead will be long. Our climb will be steep. We may not get there in one year or even in one term, but America - I have never been more hopeful than I am tonight that we will get there. I promise you - we as a people will get there. There will be setbacks and false starts. There are many who won't agree with every decision or policy I make as president, and we know that government can't solve every problem. But I will always be honest with you about the challenges we face. I will listen to you, especially when we disagree. And above all, I will ask you to join in the work of remaking this nation the only way it's been done in America for 221 years - block by block, brick by brick, calloused hand by calloused hand. ONE NATION, ONE PEOPLE What began 21 months ago in the depths of winter cannot end on this autumn night. This victory alone is not the change we seek - it is only the chance for us to make that change. And that cannot happen if we go back to the way things were. It cannot happen without you, without a new spirit of service, a new spirit of sacrifice. So let us summon a new spirit of patriotism; of service and responsibility where each of us resolves to pitch in and work harder and look after not only ourselves, but each other. Let us remember that if this financial crisis taught us anything, it's that we cannot have a thriving Wall Street while Main Street suffers - in this country, we rise or fall as one nation; as one people. Let us resist the temptation to fall back on the same partisanship and pettiness and immaturity that has poisoned our politics for so long. Let us remember that it was a man from this state who first carried the banner of the Republican Party to the White House - a party founded on the values of self-reliance, individual liberty, and national unity. Those are values that we all share, and while the Democratic Party has won a great victory tonight, we do so with a measure of humility and determination to heal the divides that have held back our progress. As Lincoln said to a nation far more divided than ours: "We are not enemies, but friends… though passion may have strained it must not break our bonds of affection." And to those Americans whose support I have yet to earn - I may not have won your vote tonight, but I hear your voices, I need your help, and I will be your president too. AMERICA IN THE WORLD And to all those watching tonight from beyond our shores, from parliaments and palaces to those who are huddled around radios in the forgotten corners of the world - our stories are singular, but our destiny is shared, and a new dawn of American leadership is at hand. To those who would tear the world down - we will defeat you. To those who seek peace and security - we support you. And to all those who have wondered if America's beacon still burns as bright - tonight we proved once more that the true strength of our nation comes not from the might of our arms or the scale of our wealth, but from the enduring power of our ideals: democracy, liberty, opportunity and unyielding hope. For that is the true genius of America - that America can change. Our union can be perfected. And what we have already achieved gives us hope for what we can and must achieve tomorrow. A HISTORY OF STRUGGLE This election had many firsts and many stories that will be told for generations. But one that's on my mind tonight is about a woman who cast her ballot in Atlanta. She's a lot like the millions of others who stood in line to make their voice heard in this election except for one thing - Ann Nixon Cooper is 106 years old. She was born just a generation past slavery; a time when there were no cars on the road or planes in the sky; when someone like her couldn't vote for two reasons - because she was a woman and because of the colour of her skin. And tonight, I think about all that she's seen throughout her century in America - the heartache and the hope; the struggle and the progress; the times we were told that we can't, and the people who pressed on with that American creed: Yes, we can. At a time when women's voices were silenced and their hopes dismissed, she lived to see them stand up and speak out and reach for the ballot. Yes, we can. When there was despair in the dust bowl and depression across the land, she saw a nation conquer fear itself with a New Deal, new jobs and a new sense of common purpose. Yes, we can. When the bombs fell on our harbour and tyranny threatened the world, she was there to witness a generation rise to greatness and a democracy was saved. Yes, we can. She was there for the buses in Montgomery, the hoses in Birmingham, a bridge in Selma, and a preacher from Atlanta who told a people that "we shall overcome". Yes, we can. A man touched down on the Moon, a wall came down in Berlin, a world was connected by our own science and imagination. And this year, in this election, she touched her finger to a screen, and cast her vote, because after 106 years in America, through the best of times and the darkest of hours, she knows how America can change. Yes, we can. THIS IS OUR MOMENT America, we have come so far. We have seen so much. But there is so much more to do. So tonight, let us ask ourselves - if our children should live to see the next century; if my daughters should be so lucky to live as long as Ann Nixon Cooper, what change will they see? What progress will we have made? This is our chance to answer that call. This is our moment. This is our time - to put our people back to work and open doors of opportunity for our kids; to restore prosperity and promote the cause of peace; to reclaim the American dream and reaffirm that fundamental truth - that out of many, we are one; that while we breathe, we hope, and where we are met with cynicism and doubt, and those who tell us that we can't, we will respond with that timeless creed that sums up the spirit of a people: yes, we can. Thank you, God bless you, and may God bless the United States of America. November 02 暮然回首——连载六木瓜同学反映连载五那篇写的不好，原因是没带着感情写。有道理，评论员的眼睛是雪亮的。为了对得起读者，以下如有怠慢请各位悉心指教。谢谢~
我印象中的高一并没有后面两年多彩，但仔细回忆却不尽然。前几天翻衣橱，看到一件荧光绿的长袖T恤衫，高中的遗物。我笑了，其实很多故事始终在那里，只是等待着主人公重新讲述。 11月，学校举办了我们高中三年唯一参加的合唱比赛，常规的那种，班级选唱歌曲，评一二三等奖。文绉绉的李楠显然不是活跃的文艺积极分子，于是我们班也随之低调稳重起来。参赛曲目是传遍大江南北经久不衰的《半个月亮爬上来》（另一个参赛曲我实在没想起来）。听说其他班都是在本班中找个钢琴高手伴奏，我们班却例外，不仅借用了一班的某钢琴手，还把指挥合唱的重任交由何WJ同学负责，基本取消了音乐老师和班主任的功能。其实当年我们既有手风琴牛人谢XY，又有小提琴首席章Y，却偏偏没有钢琴特长生。按现在的说法，只能把某些业务外包了。 合唱为了追求整齐总要有身统一行头。班长和何WJ同学开始集资采购。我不太记得前奏，只见到某天黄黄绿绿的T恤衫抱回教室群发，真是辛苦了二位。据说那是在王府井某商场购置，都是品牌衣。统一服装的效果是男生米黄色，女生荧光绿，满眼春天的气息。赵忠茹第一次看着全班同学穿上的效果，笑眯眯想了半天，然后说了句：“真干净……”当时我们排练的频率和质量都有些落后，偏爱6班的赵老师看我们的持重急在眼里，也急在行动上，果决地牺牲她的化学课给大家陪练。年纪组长出手果然奏效，在阶梯会议厅，我们排了队形，练了和声，穿着黄绿T恤完成了所有准备工作。 比赛的那天有点雷，场地是楼门口那片有些拥挤的场地。每班两队抱着椅子坐来听，基本上只有一人一块砖的面积，彼此很近的距离。我很运气地坐在前排，近距离观察了许多歌手的面孔细节和特色服饰。五班是男搭女配的套装，个个看起来像童声合唱团的领唱，让赵China颇有面子。七班是男女统一的墨绿色套头衫，肩上两块类似补丁的装饰，军绿色，很摩登。其他班什么状况没印象了，不过衣服的复穿频率还是我们和七班高，甚至在高三，还见到钟外星人套着这件米黄色的T恤时不时地摇头晃脑。 比赛的结果，我们班光荣地做了分母。参与第一，很好。 October 21 "You've got to find what you love," Jobs says大二的时候听Steve Jobs的语言感触不深，偶然的机会今天重温却颇有感触。一来证明我一直的观点：生于非常规家庭的孩子往往具备天才的IQ和EQ，二来让我重新回到励志的起跑线。通常我与之共鸣的东西不多，这篇稿却是其一。共勉！ Stanford
Report, June 14, 2005 'You've got to find what you love,' Jobs says This is the text of the Commencement address by Steve Jobs, CEO of Apple Computer and of Pixar Animation Studios, delivered on June 12, 2005. I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories. The first story is about connecting the dots. I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out? It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college. And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting. It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example: Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating. None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, its likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later. Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life. My second story is about love and loss. I was lucky — I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation — the Macintosh — a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating. I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me — I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over. I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life. During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I returned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together. I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle. My third story is about death. When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something. Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart. About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes. I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now. This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope its the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept: No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true. Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary. When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions. Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. Thank you all very much.
October 11 1200，200000写blog三年有半，终于，也就在今天，我在ycul和space记录的文字总量突破了20万。1200天，200,000字，我年轻生命里最珍贵的时光无私地送给它这么多，美国人说，这是难以置信。 从第一天写它开始，每一篇文章我都在电脑里保存一下，结果1200天来，诞生了一个叫blog.rtf的文件，它靠纯文字的累积已有6M之大。我饶有兴致地从头读起，竟然有些陌生，当时应情应景的纪录和心情似乎随着时间的推移不再重要，只让我忆起了许多细节，和点点滴滴的故事。 从前LQH对我最大的质疑是“你这个人没有反思精神”，我一直不太理解里面的含义。现在来看两三年前的事，忽然明白了她几分。生活好像一直都在往前走，向前探，可慌忙间又在赶什么呢? 曾经的错误和失败被漠视，欢愉和乐趣又有失分享，这是不是疲于赶路的必然结果? 也或者是不是今天彷徨苦闷的源头? 也许这是个机会，让人停下来反思和反省过往。看看时光隧道里奔跑的自己，原来是怎样跨过了光阴的屏障。 不过，即使时至今日仍浑浑噩噩无所建树，这20万字却是值得欣慰的。因用心码成，故不枉辛劳。 困了，洗洗睡觉。
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