Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Monday, August 2, 2010
周六晚上跟M姐姐和V小姐抱着法式面包提着沙拉杀去了roosevelt island. 明眼人都看得出我是第一次去，从下车的第一分钟就看起来像个乡下人，探头探脑的，到处都看着稀奇。 楼很新，公寓无比大还有羡慕死我的walk-in closet，最喜欢可以看到曼哈顿的大阳台。一个晚上就这样坐在阳台上吃烤肉喝sangria。估计全纽约外加新泽西的德国同胞们都来报到过了。所以谈话也一直在德语和英文之间转换。忍不住，时不时需要开个小玩笑把语言拉回英文。很可爱的一群人，好迁就我和V 小姐。
可能最近时差调的好，刚过12点我就开始打瞌睡。 无奈，向来举止优雅从不失态的G小姐竟然喝醉了，无比可爱的缠着我和M姐姐不让走。 折腾到2点半，终于送下她回到家。
今天比较懒，但还是很孝顺的陪母亲大人去朵颐吃饭去韩国城吃甜点。 知道她很闷，没什么水平相当的朋友，到头来还得找我这个见面就吵的女儿。 想多陪陪她可是内心纠结啊。这个吃法， 估计三天长了5斤肉。 有点自尊心就减肥吧我！
Thursday, July 29, 2010
先说人，再说事。 上周五在中央公园和G女士淋了个落汤鸡，还要赶回家梳洗再出发，全因之前介绍C和K认识，结果两个美女看对了眼，硬要我这中间人安排大家出来喝酒。结果酒过三巡两个人竟然同时向我发难。唉，好歹我在朋友圈里好脾气怕尴尬也是出名的，唯一的小毛病也就偶尔不接电话，没事放下鸽子。 可是对朋友的包容，我够自信。 当时打打哈哈也就混过去了，可回到家越想越气。当然，因为怕尴尬所以第二天还是假装没事的继续聊天，可心里想好了，很多事，以后不会对这两个家伙说了，没品。
周二的时候跟M小姐去David Burke Townhouse吃饭。完全爱上了这家店。东西好吃，摆盘漂亮，几个服务生更是殷勤的很，更重要的，我们是因餐馆周去的，他们还是一样的在点餐后上了amuse-bouche。有点受宠若惊。 酒足饭饱之后，两人喝茶闲扯的空档，M小姐说远看一个人很眼熟。定睛一看，原来是“黄金男孩”坐在吧台。 简单说这个名字的来历，叫他男孩其实他都快前秃了。所谓“黄金” 也毫无推崇之意，完全跟他拍马屁的功夫成正比。 当然，“黄金老男孩”凭他这点功夫也混到公司副总了，唉，这世道。
了解David Burke Townhouse的人应该都知道，坐在主餐厅，想不贴身经过吧台出门是办不到的。所以我们俩人啜着白茶，耗着时间想对策，最终还是被他看到了。 有点小尴尬的相认之后，我们出门前再次出于礼貌去打个招呼。很没缘由的，“黄金男孩”邀我们坐下喝一杯，很神奇的，M小姐竟然没拒绝。要知道，虽然他们依然是同事关系，M小姐平日里说起他都是翻白眼的，没事还要讥讽一下他努力藏着的南方口音之类有的没的。就这样，从香槟喝到香槟调酒(顺便说，他们家的bellini 很失望），看得出“黄金男孩”今晚心情不错，M一直追问他们几个白天在会议室里讨论什么重大机密，他也都是笑而不答。终于，趁M小姐去洗手间的时候，忍不住对我说，他今天辞职了。我吃了一惊，这家伙可是刚升副总没多久，加上公司上月刚做成了两个大案子，他又是拿佣金拿到手软，辞职？？？
正要多做祝贺之时，M小姐回来，大家有一搭没一搭的讨论着V的辞职。这时手机进条短信，C小姐正在下城跟V喝酒，就一句话， “走了仨？！？！？！” 嗨，每个人还一副国家机密的样子，我这早就离职的人，在几个小时之内就全知道了。 这个世界哪里还有秘密啊。 到这里，理一下头绪，一天之内，走了一个副总加两个分析员。对这等规模的公司，相当于8级地震。
说来好笑，这件事其实我早有所闻，M 姐姐说过，C 小姐提过，连跟D 吃饭的时候，他都不经意的谈到。当然，黄金男孩因为D的关系，对我的动向，也一直心里有数。 似乎全公司除了两个老板和那些没见过的实习生，我成了大家心照不宣的秘密。
一直没动心的，可现在？ 说实话我知道可以很轻松的要到6位数薪金外加佣金，当时要走的时候他们已经开到接近这个数了，今时今日，更是不用说。 可是，值吗？ 当我们的价值只能用薪金来衡量时，我真的可以确定我一整年的时间，只值这个数吗？
外加一句，那天晚上“黄金男孩”很有风度的揽掉了整张账单， 我偷瞄一下，我们三个喝掉了一个burberry的手袋。 有种感觉，人要离开了，变的比较坦诚比较绅士了。
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
- 晚餐去了Riingo，在Alex Hotel的一楼。 气氛，装潢，服务和菜品都是我爱的。前面的吧台旁边有装饰植物的落地窗和大沙发，很想坐在那里喝上一杯，下次吧。
- I was flipping through old blog articles earlier. There was this short piece I wrote after coming back from the theater. Snow started to fall as I was walking through Time Square. The street was quiet and the weather bitter. All of a sudden it dawned on me how much I will dread this coming winter. Summer, with its sunshine and endless activities, is almost the season of happiness. All you need is a walk in the park, a quick trip to the beach or simply eating some frozen yogurt on a outside bench to feel alive. But winter is quite the opposite. For the past three years, the only thing that held me together through the cold days was the thought of a certain someone across the ocean. The thought alone was enough to make me feel content and strong. But now, what do I have to look forward to?
- Note to self: come winter, I don't want to feel lonely.
Friday, July 16, 2010
今天起来晚了，本来要翻译点信息也没做。只是接了个面试，下周三。 我承认，打工上瘾。 C小姐和D小姐倒是麻利，一个把我的工作邮箱搞定了，一个发了6个样本给我们，连名片设计都包了。晚上，很神奇的，我和C小姐都没有局，两人在家继续邮件讨论。 6选1，再给点意见，也算圆满。 现在，就看本小姐的功力啦。 周末努力吧！
外带句题外话，晚上跟M姐姐在Smith & Wollensky 吃晚饭，临出门了，一个侍应生绊倒，两瓶可乐掉到地上直接反地心引力向上喷，我就当场狼狈了。 唉，脸皮薄的人，只好默默接过眼神惊恐的前台递来的浴巾，不好意思责备别人，吃个闷亏吧。
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
I thought about Billy, possibly my favorite character from One Fifth Avenue. Will I become him someday? I wouldn't mind having such fine taste in art and all other things glamorous but I certainly wouldn't want to be lonely in the way that he is.
Having a career is important for many reasons other than money. Years ago, one of the few times that my dad accompanied me and my step mother at the time on a shopping trip, I remember he looked at us both and said, you guys will never understand money the way most people do. I think he's right. "Having seen too much" is a curse. I'm almost forced to know better. But that doesn't really stop me from desiring other things in life. I still have problems verbalizing it but it's along the line of career, job, and accomplishment.
So, in the light of been responsible to myself, I made a to-do list for this week. For an unemployed person, I can be surprisingly busy too. Sometimes I wonder why people have such blind faith in me, but other times I take it as it is. Maybe I am every bit as good as they think I am.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
人就是这样，对雪中送炭的人会念念不忘，可是那些锦上添花的人，却很少在心中留下波澜。 也不过就在几年前，Moi疯狂的迷恋coach， 却不好意思在不赚钱的年纪自己买一个来。 记得我央求L 大人送一个腕包作圣诞节的礼物，一个不到100美金的小东西，却被她以可笑的理由回绝了。再往后，Moi 开始做暑期工，兼职，慢慢有了点小收入，却也没有什么购买的冲动了。
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Thursday, June 10, 2010
又开始疯狂的看张小娴。我还是没学会像她书里那些女人一样，忘我的付出。 但是那些心痛的时刻开始变的很真实。想起第一次看三个A Cup的女人时曾经泪流满面。不会了。 真正痛的时候，泪水很微不足道。
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
There was a smile on the child's face.
Where is it now.
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Thursday night, two girls, both in their quarter-life crisis, hit town casual style. The food portion was tiny and borderline pretentious, but the atmosphere was just right. We spilled our sorrows over Sangria and lamented our falling relationships. I guess that is the extend of our friendship. We even feel the piercing pain at the same moment.
Friday night, two girls who have known of each other for months finally got to meet. Val was sweet, witty and down to earth. I liked her instantly. So there was, the queen, the princess, Val and diva herself, eating oysters and crab leg with warm butter. Finally, the night ended with shity Pinot Grigio and the princess posing for a picture with her favorite celeb. Did she call him Phil?
You'd think when you fill every gap during the waking hours, there is no time left for self pity. But we all forgot about the dreadful 2 am, where after much tossing and turning, there is still only one thought in my head: where did the love go?
Friday, April 2, 2010
I said I was barely living. So when the whole shenanigan was finally over I dragged my tired self home; spent two weeks in bed thinking I had swine flu (before H1N1 became the proper name); and then went on about life.
It's been a year of baby steps. Still I didn't think I accomplished anything until I started to quantify things in life. Could I have done more? Yes?. Am I happier than a year ago? Absolutely.
I made an list of new year resolution back in January. Probably 50% are no longer relevant. Maybe from now on I should think in terms of "blog years" instead of school year or calendar year. So what would I like to accomplish in the second blog years? How about get a driver's license (yes, this is still on), finish P90X, do the Revlon run on May 1st plus fund raise, make the movie, get on a better schedule and finally, figure out my place in life?
Now these will probably keep me busy.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Life is always about negotiating and making deals with myself. As of right now I'm craving a piece of fresh mango. So here's the deal. If I fix my manicure and do the P90X abs routine in the next hour, the treat is on ;)
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Somehow I think it's a sign from God. I got up quite early today (relatively speaking) for a lunch meeting. Apparently a couple of hours make all the differences. I think God is trying to tell me if I get up earlier, my days will be better spent and much more rewarding because as of right now I'm officially happy and at peace with myself, which is rare, if you know me at all ;)
Now I'm proudly listing out what I have done today: an two hour lunch, some hang out time and apartment hunting with C, a long conversation catching up with R, antique shopping, dinner with dear mother, last work related conversation of the week with my boyfriend and finally a major clean up of my L shape hall way.
For the past months I've been tripping all over the place because the hallway is filled with clothes. It has gotten so bad I started to have trouble opening the door. Finally Moi had enough of walking around risking knee injury at any moment, so I cleaned. That is, patiently separated my laundry shop clothes, dry clean items, clean stuff and ready to give away pieces from three huge piles on the ground (did I mention the process took TWO HOURS!); followed by a little vacuuming, which took place around 12:30 am. Sure my neighbor probably thinks I'm annoying and crazy for doing that but I'm too pleased with myself at the moment to care.
God, if you are reading this blog by any miracle chance, please know that your little point of direction/sign has worked very well today. That's it for now. To be continue.
Friday, March 26, 2010
Must have for hanging on to dear life sake. As soon as I pass security, I go find the biggest bottle of water in the airport and buy Two. Forget about the tiny cups they provide on the airplane. Maybe this option is a bit heavier to carry onto the plane, but when everyone around you is showing signs of dehydration (dry nose, eyes, and everything else), you'll happy that you come prepared.
Must have for looking your best during and after the flight. A ziploc bag containing a super hydrating non oil based moisturizer for the face, another heavier one for the hands, lip balm, tooth brush, toothpaste, compact mirror, mineral highlighting blush/face powder, mascara, spare contact lens, and shine hair spray. I normally re-apply moisturizers and li balm every hour or so during the flight. About an hour before landing, I make a quick run to the washroom to brush my teeth and apply a bit of makeup. Trust me, pinkish cheeks, glowing skin and nicely defined eyes and lashes make all the differences. Shiny and soft hair does not hurt either.
Must have for making the flight more tolerable. A neck pillow, a pashmina (my recent discovery and obsession. Apparently there are a secret society of women who already swear by it during traveling), my own headsets, ear plugs, scented massage balls from t Spheres, interesting book/magazine, and a watch. The list is pretty self-explanatory. I can not emphasize enough on the importance of pashmina. Did you know the blankets on planes are only washed when they actually look dirty? Your own pashmina will look stylish cruising around the airport, add the extra layer for over the top AC and be your blanket when you are ready for some rest time. How perfect is that?
Must have for taking care of your suffering body. Germs make you sick, terrible food and long sitting hours in small space make you bloated, the crying babies nearby make you restless. All these problems can be solved with a tiny bag of medicines. Personally I took with me Airborne, advil PM, Gas-X and sudafed. Not that I recommend drug yourself during long flights. The only thing I swear by is Airborne, which I take twice during the flight. The rest are nice to have on hand just in care I need one of them.
Finally the most important thing of all, traveling outfit and bags. Loose, comfortable V-neck t-shirt (yes I refuse to wear round-neck even when flying), comfortable black yoga pants, fit-flops (my forever addiction), a roomy sweater and of course pashmina. In terms of bags, I currently carry an extra large dark blue bag with brown leather details from H&M. It's roomy enough for all the items mentioned above, plus a computer and anything else I buy at the duty free shops. Plus, the bag can be hand held or carried cross-body style and the soft material ensure it fits comfortably under the chair in front of me. How perfect?
Monday, March 22, 2010
Still, changing too much at once is a terrifying process, especially for someone who possesses no discipline in life. So I slept, in odd hours and way too much than any functional human being should ever do. I also attempted to look for comfort in food, through seamlessweb most of the times. Sadly everything tastes terrible on this side of town, be it Indian, Chinese, Italian or regular diner breakfast. In the end I'm left with less money in the bank account and a rather irritated stomach.
Then I went to the one thing that always comforted me through the years, not a therapist, just plain reading. Not so lucky this time. It is near impossible to sit and read when I'm contemplating a million things in my head.
So I decided, not having a plan is easier said than done because having a plan provides a sense of comfort (even if it's false).
There are days when I wake up in the middle of the day thinking I won't be able to function until I get a cup of skim latte from Oren's Daily Roast. On other days, I might not get up at all. My back pain is back again. Not from the usual stress factors, it probably came from the thought of not knowing.
One day I read about this scented massage balls from T-spheres and immediately ordered a pair. The smell of mint and grapefruit seriously calm me down. Now I keep them by my bedside and am determined to take them wherever I go.
The other day after dinner with K, I started talking to people about having a dog. Maybe it'll make me a better person? Perhaps it will teach me how to be more selfless?
One Sunday afternoon I finally visited C's apartment on the west side. The view was so shocking that it finally made me decide to move. People laughed when they heard my logic but the hell with them.
By this point if anyone is still reading this, you can see what happen when people have too much free time on their hands. Life becomes an unpredictable play with random discourses and monologues. Nothing has to make sense yet everything makes sense. Some days are super productive but others can be completely bland. As I'm sitting here on the couch typing semi-thoughtfully, I hear the distant traffic and drops of rain. Occasionally someone's rushing foot steps too. There is something extremely fascinating about been awake at odd hours. Maybe I'll light a cigarette and go work on the OM. After all, it is my last tie to the brief former life.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Inside my head, there is a mini-panic awaiting to happen. The weather already feel spring but my year has barely started?!? Oh the time sure fly by, if you are old enough to tell.
Friday, March 5, 2010
In the mean time, we are two weeks away from spring. Yes it's worth all the excitement. I can't wait to put on skirts or dresses without heavy tights ;)
Thursday, March 4, 2010
It's never easy to follow fashion, in a fashionable way nonetheless. As a rather conservative shopper, the moment I finally purchased a pair of over the knee boots, the trend already moved on to ankle booties. And since I don't have all day to browse around Etsy or vintage sources, I have to wait for animal accessories to show up at Forever 21, which, as expected, takes forever!!! The whole thing is a lot like a cat and mice chase. Only, in this case the chaser is defined as a less fashion savvy shopaholics whose closet is overflowing at the moment.
Adding to the irony, the only solution I can think of, involves...shopping. Yes, you heard me right. Going through my closet, I realize how many closet basics that I'm missing, which probably explains why I shop all the time, jump from trend to trend, but yet is still dissatisfied most of the times when walking out the door. Where is the classic trench? Where are some basic ballet flat? And worse of all, do I even own a long sleeve black t-shit?
Before the situation gets too overwhelming, at least there is one thing I can feel very good about, which is the fact I know my style extremely well. Simple, classic, statement accessories, keep it black and avoid brown. Unfortunately I don't always shop accordingly.
Now, in the light of the new year (Chinese one that is), I'm going to do a(another) major closet clean out before the seasonal swap. No more, and I mean NO MORE random purchases until my closet is load up with all the necessary basics! This is going to take a while as we will need to go through four seasons. Wish me luck on this year long project!
Monday, March 1, 2010
STRUGGLE a little but no compromises on the height of the heels.
Occasionally, SWEAR out loud but never let anger and frustration get you down.
Whatever it is,
As long as you don't SETTLE for anything less than what your heart truly desires.
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Some random things I want for the spring (nothing trendy as I find many "must-have" pieces for this spring somewhat offensive).
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Friday, February 26, 2010
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
The matching poem by Paul Verlaine:
Your soul is a chosen landscape
Where charming masked and costumed figures go
Playing the lute and dancing and almost
Sad beneath their fantastic disguises.
All sing in a minor key
Of all-conquering love and careless fortune
They do not seem to believe in their happiness
And their song mingles with the moonlight.
The still moonlight, sad and beautiful,
Which gives the birds to dream in the trees
And makes the fountain sprays sob in ecstasy,
The tall, slender fountain sprays among the marble statues.
All in all it was entertaining yet thoughtful. My only question is, how did the old lady next to me manged to fall asleep and snore through half the play while all of the above were happening???
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Nothing else is worth documenting, yes my reader(s?), I'm experiencing writer's block.
One last random story before bed: After a big "disagreement", it's nice to send flowers. But if the two people in war, wait, I meant disagreement, are separated by an ocean, some Miyazaki potted plants can bring a smile out too.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
The first time was charming. She picked The Fantasticks, witty yet heartfelt.
When it was my turn to pick, of course I went for the one play that I have been dying to see, I mean, who would not want to see "an exploration of life in the Jewish artists' ghetto created by the Naziz in the Czech town of Terezin during World War II"??
So we went, to the premier of The Sign of Life. There was me, my red swollen eyes from semi-controllable weeping and my new German friend......
Sunday, February 14, 2010
没人能懂。 记忆中的一些碎片，曾经的憧憬，以前的未来。 每个时代有每个时代的标志，翻着三毛，听着范晓萱长大的小孩，曾经在课桌下看新概念作文选，为一些只有那个年纪才会心痛的安妮宝贝的文字而心痛。 迷恋过咖啡，甚至迷恋过涅磐这两个字。 有过无数个写不满的笔记本，甚至带锁的那一种。 曾经感叹韩寒，看着他直觉得我们的未来更加光明。 当然，那时我们还年轻，年轻到只会用互联网上九城，聊天，看卫斯理，年轻到90后还不存在。
一直是这样，心安理得的接受着变化，却不曾想，这都是长大的标记。 直到听到这句话，原来， 曾经最年轻的一代已经迈向中年了。 该成名的都出名了，该成家的都抱孩子了，大家开始给压岁钱了，开始讨论如何养父母了，韩寒说，“以前的媒体总是批评80后，可现在你听不到这样的声音，因为现在的媒体都是80后了。” 十年一瞬间，我们的社会角色都变了。
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Ok, maybe I'm over-analyzing the situation and it's definitely absurd comparing what I do here to the work of a professional writer. Still, its MY blog! I shall do whatever pleases me. Until then.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Wish to wake up to a world covered in white, to a day off work and most sincerely, wish and pray the best for all the ones I care about in life.
For now I'm off to bed, wearing a bunny ring ;)
Saturday, January 30, 2010
It's hard to get drunk on sangria, especially when half of the time I'm guilt-tripping over the amount of added sugar. This morning I woke up and almost religiously made a glass of honey water. Certain memories are purposely blocked out while other remains. Like the numerous time I woke up to Lisa's worried face. She'd make hot honey water out of her pink mug while mumbling something about how late I got back to the dorm or how concerned she was.....I'd act like a spoiled child and ask for second even third. In the twelve years living with roommates, memories with Lisa were certainly the best ones.
My boyfriend makes the sweetest honey water, literally. But I could never forget that first time, when he sat next to me patiently pouring hot water from one glass to another, over and over again until the water is lukewarm. He still makes it today. It's almost comforting knowing I can always wake up to a glass of honey water. Often too sweet, but no complains.