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November 25, 2006
水煮鱼与Emma
近日因忙而显得有些懒。Blog有些荒芜，照片上的少于是假装精。很多的问候暖在心里却没有机会回馈，很多的感受堆积在心里却没有时间梳理。 多次出差往返于蒙特利尔与多伦多之间，朋友笑说你应该在多伦多安个家， 我说是啊是啊我正在努力争取申请一多市情人。然而当Emma不辞辛苦把我带到一个叫“满江红”的地方，面对着红红的水煮鱼，我已经把情人一事抛到圣劳伦斯河里了。我天生就是一个不折不扣的吃货，而且上帝眷顾，不管如何放肆纵容自己，都在体重上没有任何成果显示。我所有女友都为此恨得牙痒痒的。
与Emma一起贫嘴永远是来多伦多的一个亮点。她是我所见的为数不多的智慧豁达且乐观的女子。与她相识8年不曾见她怒过怨过自哀自怜过。即便身处不顺之境，她也永远可以以她的调侃轻描淡写化沉重于无谓。与Emma暴食水煮鱼之余，也常忆起在北京的日子。譬如在经贸大假装致力复习GMAT却经常地对着餐厅的毛血旺摩拳擦掌，譬如与L三人逛秀水在家母卓越超群的谈判技巧的帮助下手提大包小包如同刚下火车的美女民工，譬如Emma 拿到车本准备大显身手却被警察哥哥非常不懂事地拦下三个美女只好谄媚地微笑，营救未遂之余还是L拿出公安部的证件与警察哥哥大谈阶级友情才解了围。估计Emma 由此得了后遗症以至于在多伦多开车神情凝重目不斜视严重警告我转弯时千万不要和她讲话，成了我哧笑她的经典笑话。当然，她也以她独特的方式打击了我。当她胡侃有朝一日闲极无聊兴许领养一孩子玩玩儿，我自告奋勇极其真诚地自我提名，她瞟了我一眼，“你老人家overqualified" 狠狠地伤了一下我的自尊。
回到蒙特利尔迎接我的是久违了的不能再明媚的晴天，弄得我心里也晴空万里的。胃里似乎还有水煮鱼的袅袅余香。查过Agenda后兴奋地给Emma 留了个言：下星期本小姐会再次造访多伦多，准备再次检查一下水煮鱼的质量，顺便看一下你。
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November 23, 2006
The rain washed out the memory
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November 12, 2006
Sometimes People Come Into Your Life--Author Unknown
Sometimes people come into your life and you know
right away that they were meant to be there, to serve
some sort of purpose, teach you a lesson, or to help
you figure out who you are or who you want to become.
You never know who these people may be - a roommate, a
neighbor, a professor, a friend, a lover, or even a
complete stranger - but when you lock eyes with them,
you know at that very moment they will affect your
life in some profound way.
Sometimes things happen to you that may seem horrible,
painful, and unfair at first, but in reflection you
find that without overcoming those obstacles you would
have never realized your potential, strength,
willpower, or heart.
Illness, injury, love, lost moments of true greatness,
and sheer stupidity all occur to test the limits of
your soul. Without these small tests, whatever they
may be, life would be like a smoothly paved straight
flat road to nowhere. It would be safe and
comfortable, but dull and utterly pointless.
The people you meet who affect your life, and the
success and downfalls you experience, help to create
who you are and who you become. Even the bad
experiences can be learned from. In fact, they are
sometimes the most important ones.
If someone loves you, give love back to them in
whatever way you can, not only because they love you,
but because in a way, they are teaching you to love
and how to open your heart and eyes to things.
If someone hurts you, betrays you, or breaks your
heart, forgive them, for they have helped you learn
about trust and the importance of being cautious to
whom you open your heart.
Make every day count. Appreciate every moment and take
from those moments everything that you possibly can
for you may never be able to experience it again. Talk
to people that you have never talked to before, and
listen to what they have to say.
Let yourself fall in love, break free, and set your
sights high. Hold your head up because you have every
right to. Tell yourself you are a great individual and
believe in yourself, for if you don't believe in
yourself, it will be hard for others to believe in
you.
You can make anything you wish of your life. Create
your own life and then go out and live it with
absolutely no regrets.
And if you love someone tell them, for you never know
what tomorrow may have in store.
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November 8, 2006
Cool to be sick
I knew it was coming, like many other things. There were signs, symptoms and warnings. I took precautions, (water, vitamins and different forms of advils) hoping to stop it somewhere but I knew it was coming, inevitably.
So it came, finally. So I was sick, officially.
I was in the middle of the meeting and people’s voice started to be distant and hollow. A colleague looked at me, “Helen you look pale…” I smiled at her “I think I am sick.”
Maybe I was like an idiot or a PHD (Permanent Head Damage) to say this, but it was kind of cool to be sick. I finally could sleep continuously for 10 hours even though there were some strange irrelevant dreams dropping by from time to time; I finally shut down my computer at work without feeling guilty; Being sick made my other sensations or feelings blunt; being sick even blurred my memories that were so vivid and sharp before; being sick allowed me to wear my pyjamas, my glasses with a pigtail shifting from my kitchen and my bed at home; being sick made me realize how unimportant I was to the world so “please don’t take yourself too seriously.”; Being sick seemed also helped speed up the time and I did not even need to count the sunrises and sunsets…
I was dizzy, dreamy, indifferent……and I kind of liked it.
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