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Beyoncé de Yue21 noviembre I will ask you this question only once... I just came across one of the most beautiful Facebook updates by my friend...It goes: 「有一句話，我只問這一次。以後不會再問了。為什麼是我？」
「答案很長，我必須用一生去回答你。準備聽我說了嗎？」 There are moments when you don't have to understand anything, to understand everything.Two simple lines...and yet, so powerful. I am truly happy for her... * I think this song goes really well with these two lines* 14 noviembre 袖触れ合うも多少の縁。。。 そうゆう話がありました。 世の中、すべての人は６人先で繋がるということです。 人との繋がり、人との縁をいつも感じるから、 自分のところは幸運ではないかと思います。 昨日、ニューヨークからの郵パックが届きました。 遠くに住んでいるJamesからのもんです。 「まさか～」と思ったけれども、開けたら、 たくさんのヨーロッパキャンデー・お菓子が詰まったような、 宝石箱のような雰囲気があって、とっても可愛らしいCareパックでした。 凄く好きなLockerとKinderもありました。 ほとんどのもんは日本で売ってないから、大事に食べます。 なんだろうね。。。とっても嬉しいです。本当にありがとうね～ 人との繋がり、ご縁を大切に生きて行きたいと感じました。  I miss New York!! 01 noviembre "it feels like flying...." While studying for our Emerging Markets exam yesterday, my Portuguese group-mate Dennes showed me this video. (studying in a group always results in digression somehow lol). Dennes' Japanese sailing teammates will refuse to go out on a super windy day, but according to him, sailing on a super windy day is the whole point. To quote him, "I feel so alive...it feels like flying." Hopefully, I can join them the next time they sail:) And I hope Keisuke gets back to me soon about fishing. 17 octubre CocorosieBeautiful music....reminds me of Marc Chargall.
His bizarre dreams, swirl of colors...mystic, naive, and eccentric beings
all blended onto his canvas. No explanation, just....
Appreciation...great art by Cocorosie:
27 septiembre History of Western Philosophy This is absolutely hilarious; A short-cut to learn your Western Philosophy lol. But don't take it too seriously! 25 septiembre What I want for winter... Scheisse (the good thing about having German friends), I have been trying to look for a pair of decent boots for days to no avail. The Japanese boots are too ornamented, and deleteriously too high for me at the moment. Of course, price is another factor. While I don't want to buy cheap and flaky ones that don't last, I also don't want to spend a bomb on them. (I have no use for boots back in Singapore). Then, saw a pair of really cute black leather boots on a Chinese website and tried to arbitrage, but the shopowner doesn't allow me to, cos I don't have bank account or credit card issued from China. Kousuke then suggested that I should ask Athena for help, which I did (That's really smart of him). In the end, it still didn't work out cos the price of mailing them over is equivalent to the price of the boots. Basically, it means that the price differential is not that great, if I fly the boots over to Tokyo. What a waste! Thanks to Athena and Kousuke anyways~ What I want is really simple. But then again, I am really stringent about the "simple" part. So in summary, it should have: 1) No heels. 2) Thin sole 3) Black leather 4) No adornments 5) Sharp and clean 6) Straight cut 7) Knee high 8) Round, but slightly pointed front Like these: Any suggestions?      29 agosto Surprise of the weekBumped into Kazu on my first night back in Tokyo...then bumped into Rui on the second day.
Then bumped into Azuma today...so many surprises.
But I guess the biggest surprise of the week comes from my dad. He emailed me just now, telling me that he bought a condo from Trevista today. My jaw dropped cos he didn't say anything beforehand. So naturally, I was kind of grumpy over the fact that noone consulted my opinion. But after googling about it, I must say I am quite pleased haha. It will be near MacRitchie Reservoir where I can kayak for all I want! Think I have an affinity with water...even though people say it is super ulu to stay in Punggol, there is still something I really like about the area: it is near Punggol Marina where I can go boating and fishing whenever Zheng feels like taking the boat out. Right now, it is always a small motor boat, but hopefully he can upgrade into a yacht or sports boat or something, so that his friends can benefit lol.
 26 agosto My Salmon Cuisine～Felt like eating fish yesterday, so bought some salmon slices from Santoku.
Never learnt how to cook it, but it turned out better than I thought!! Haha feeling quite proud of myself now.
 23 agosto Sweet Homeこの一年間言うまでもなく、最高でした。 本当はずっとニューヨークに住みたかったので、てっきり東京はボーリングだと思いました。でも、成田空港に着いた時、思わずに笑いました。 馬場歩きは全然変わってないですね。早稲田に向けて歩いた時、まるで我が家へ帰るのようなフィーリングでした。（これから、本当のことになります。） ここはずっと前に憧れたところですよ。いろんな期待以上のことを成し遂げたところですよ。素敵な思い出がいっぱい集まるところですよ。 だから、最後の一年、楽しい日本留学生活を送って欲しいです。 28 julio いくつもの星を見て...First comes the picture, or first comes the words?
Or rather, first comes the graffiti, or first comes the ideology?
 Sometimes, it is difficult to trace your own footsteps and your own thoughts.
The things you think you know yesterday, get all scattered at the first sign of daybreak.
Drifting with the wind, the memories carry themselves to places where they can grow anew.
 And so we keep going forward; groping and searching for the things that matter the most.
 First comes the traveller, or first comes the road?
If you don't know the road of your life, do you still travel?
16 julio Ransacking Mum’s WardrobeWhile making my way downtown for the first time in a year, I noticed that high waist dresses and skirts from the 80s are back in vogue here. The sleek, sexy pencil skirt gets a modern update with a higher waist. Although I didn't really catch this trend back in New York, I couldn’t help but to think that it will look quite appealing on me.
Then a wondrous idea struck me…mummy used to wear skirts like that too! A few days ago, I finally set my idea to work and virtually ransacked my mum’s wardrobe to retrieve two of her high-waist skirts (a grey one and a beige one), which she bought in Hong Kong in the late 80s or early 90s. Just imagine, after 2 decades of being ‘in’, ‘out’ and ‘in’ again, they still look sparklingly new!
Now I am wearing them regularly to work and fancy the notion that I am being extremely environmental-friendly. Not surprisingly, they also look great on me, keeping those curves really sleek. This is largely attributed to that fact that my mum had the same height, build and size as me when she was young. Both the beige skirt and the grey one are suitably polished for business. Yet there is an element of mischief. If you are looking for something casual and feminine for a garden party or an evening out, this is it.
Another thing that pleases me very much is that I am saving big bucks. I mean...really big bucks. Apparently, Saks Fifth Avenue back in New York is selling a beige high-waist skirt, which looks like it can be the lost twin of my mum’s beige high-waist skirt, for US$175.00. And French Connection is selling their black high waist skirt for £40.00. So girls...maybe it is time to pick up mum's long forgotten apparel:)
Saks Fifth Avenue's beige high-waist skirt:
FCUK's grey high-waist skirt:
Took some time out to take some photos. Here's MY OWN INTERPRETATION of this fashion:
Last but not least, this is the look I am still working on. I think it looks really classy:
30 junio Let's pretend we don't existThere was a time when Margo and I would listen to "Let's pretend we don't exist" for what seemed like forever in our squarish dorm room which overlooks Broadway. I thought I won't like the idea of having another human being staying in the same room as me, intruding my privacy and sharing my stuff. But we got along so well that it became unimaginable to live in another arrangement. Most of the time she will be laughing, making a huge mess of our room, cooking, going out to parties after parties where she can dance barefooted, and not forgetting her deep involvement with NGOs, green-peace, feminist activities too. We all have our problems but what I really admire about her is her ultra optimistic and free spirit. Margo is the type of person who doesn't make demands, but is happier to give. I think, I am really gonna miss her...    06 junio Like A BulletFirst heard this voice in Thomas' car, somewhere along the highway back to Heising, the German village in the beautiful and serene Allgäu region, where I have been putting up in Danny's grandma's place for the past 2 weeks. And it captivated me... To tell the truth, I imagined a sexy, flirtatious and mature woman to this voice. So it naturally surprised me to see the chubby teenage girl Stefanie Heinzmann as that voice. Maybe this is what music should be like after all. Be the person who you are. It seems that US pop charts have yet to discover this young Swiss singer. That's actually good news:) 12 mayo A Sleepless NightJames, the TA (teaching assistant) for my Corporate Finance class emailed me yesterday,
"Guess what?"
"Hope it is good news." I promptly replied.
"You did well for the final!"
It better be. The final for Corporate Finance is the strangest ever exam I have taken.
Starts from Friday 12noon and ends on Saturday 12noon, a 24-hour take-home exam.
Before the exam, I was kinda worried, so went to see the Professor.
"Sir, all the mid-terms before, we have at least 6 days to do the exam,
24 hours seems abit short for an exam that takes up 50% of the grade."
My Colonel Kentucky-look-alike Professor looked at me flatly and replied,
"It is possible, MBAs take the same exam, but in 5 hours, in a classroom. Why can't you?"
With that, I had to accept the deal of finishing the exam in 24 hours.
In essence, my professor is just like Clint Eastwood in the film Gran Torino,
abit coarse but i am very sure he is the sort who is really kind in heart.
For one thing, he has never been rude to me before. When he is coarse and starts yelling,
it is only directed to people who don't respect his one class rule: Be on time for class.
Once, when an African student was late for class, he yelled,
"Now you have to know that if you are late, don't even bother about coming!
Because when you barge in like that, you [your colour] are so obvious!"
I am sure the whole class got it, and the African student was so embarrassed.
Nonetheless, he continues to take the class and is never late again.
The chubby girl from last or last last semester wasn't as thick-skin.
Apparantly, she was late for class at the beginning of the semester. When she came in,
the Professor said, "Honey, are you pregnant? Is that why you took so long?
You should come and sit in the front, we have reserved seats for you."
I heard the girl almost cried and was never seen again in that classroom.
I have heard so many negative things about him that I initially
wasn't planning to take his class. A great thing that I changed my mind.
Corporate Finance is the greatest class I have ever taken. The final is really challenging.
Two full company valuations plus an evaluation of acquisition, stock exchange etc,
All within 24 hours. It was virtually a race to beat yourself and the speed of your mind.
And you can't possibly cheat, even if it is a take-home exam
cos everyone has his/her own valuation model and noone's no. should be the same.
I am surprised by my own ability to stay so focused throughout that period,
without a wink of sleep and without panicking, even though at first I was stumped.
Alone in e computer lab at 4am, my mind was totally engrossed in the modelling that I didn't
feel tired or sleepy or thirsty or even hungry. It was only later, after I handed in my work,
then my back ached like crazy, my head dizzy and my whole body shouting for rest.
There are many classes which I took and then forgot all their contents after the exam.
But I don't think I will ever forget how to do valuation for firms.
It is a memorable experience no other classes can beat. 19 abril Today...One Year AgoHosted an elaborate dinner for a crowd of 15 people yesterday.
Prepared Tom Yam Gung, Chawan-mushi, Coconut rice with mango n pineapple,
Orange pudding, thanks for the help from Benji and Alex.
And Jackson brought a whole cake, so noone went home without a full belly.
Before I noticed it, it was already 4a.m. lol.
Without a doubt, woke up late today. And missed much of the great sun.
To compensate for that, decided to clean up my room for abit.
Need to start planning and packing for my return anyway.
As I was cleaning up, I dished out tons of junk from the drawers.
Why did I bring all those things to america, in the first place?
I think, one of the best things I can take away from this year of america is:
The ability to throw away unnecessary things, i.e rubbish.
Call it the power of consumerism. Ultimate consumerism.
The knowledge that one can consume things freely and cheaply
gives one the tendency to throw away things as soon as they become useless.
As I am streamlining my possession today,
came across an old file which contains things I haven't looked into for a long time.
Out came a catalog titled "Kiseki, the 23rd Bunka Jyoshi Daigaku Fashion Show"
That's nothing special about this,
since I used to collect everything which I think is memorable:
Random things people gave me, concert tickets, movie tickets, labels,
air tickets, postcards, birthday cards, letters, soft toys,
I never have the heart to throw them away.
What is coincidental is that the date for that fashion show was:
18/4/2008, Exactly today one year ago.
The cover of the catalog is still new with shine.
And the memory of that day seems so crystal clear, as if it happened just yesterday.
A rainy day, not unlike the rainy Spring season in New York right now.
Chilly, but I was warm. After the fashion show, cooping in a little cafe,
I had a cup of hot chocolate and heard the most incredible keigo I have ever heard.
Some collections by the fashion students were superb, some mediocre.
My favourite was the pure white collection of flowing sash and lace. Still is.
But, I only have two suitcases, noah's ark for the journey back home.
And these things, carrying their old memories, must go.
As I close that catalog for the last time, my hand tracing its remnants,
I wonder to myself, what will be in store for me,
Today...
Next year?
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