Monday, May 24, 2010

女人与爱

在这冷淡寂寞的世界,女人还能相信真爱的存在吗?
生命里的缘分,难道会像童话故事里一样美丽?
一个像公主和王子所拥有的浪漫结局,值得去追求吗?
谁能保证每个女人生命注定的那个男人一定会有一天出现?
女人的梦中情人都一样,但一切都只是一帘幽梦吗?
21世纪的女人,偏偏要脚踏实地把对爱的要求都毁掉吗?
结婚,是不是女人对幸福快乐的一种坚持?
所说的「爱」,什么时候才能体会每个女人心里的不安?
而什么时候才能把春风吹进女人心里的一片空?
一篇浪漫的爱情故事,只为了那些勇敢地追求童年的愿望而存在吗?
真爱,真的会在女人眼前出现吗?

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Criticism

Have you ever heard people saying that they love constructive criticism? I think a part of them is in denial. I'm serious. I mean, who likes to be told that he or she is not good enough? No matter how constructive it may be, it is still criticism, and criticism hurts.

I hate criticism. It reveals how imperfect I am. Sometimes it challenges my self-esteem and self-concept, things like, "Why am I not good enough?", "Why did I do that?", etc. But I also think that they are good for me. Criticisms bring you back to humility and increase your capacity for unpleasant things. After all, we are born in the golden era. People in our generation respond really badly towards criticism - it's been researched.

I think it is what you make of criticisms. Do you ruminate and let it affect your views on yourself, or do you use it to better yourself?

However, in the end, these are just positive outlook on criticisms. I still don't like them, no matter how necessary they may be. I just have to learn to embrace and deal with them, because they are good for me; and usually, things that are truly good for you don't really make you feel good initially, just like bitter medicine - if you can swallow it, it will work wonders.

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Pride

This past weekend, I went back to my University for 2010 Commencement, held at the prided Big House. Back during the school year, whether rain or shine, school spirit triumphs weather, and we'll be there religiously for football games.

We left the house at 7.40 am in the hope for good seating area, when the commencement was to start at 11 am! If I had known it started at 11, I might have thought twice about leaving the house that early... and in the rain... (I seriously thought it started at 9 am!)

My graduation in the year 2008 was the year that the Big House underwent construction, and we graduates celebrated our graduation at the Diag. So when I was able to step on the carpeted football ground, I couldn't help but to take a closer look and embrace the fighting spirit of the school.

From my seat, we could see a tiny Obama as he delivered his speech.

"The truth is, the debate we’ve had for decades between more government and less government doesn’t really fit the times in which we live; our government shouldn’t try to guarantee results but it should guarantee a shot at opportunity for every American who’s willing to work hard."

“As I’ve found out after a year in the White House, changing this type of slash-and-burn politics isn’t easy. And part of what civility requires is that we recall the simple lesson most of us learned from our parents: Treat others as you would like to be treated, with courtesy and respect."

I found it to be a deeply embedded political speech, almost like a propaganda, and almost like a Coke advertisement in the comedy Friends.

Pride is a funny thing. It overwhelms you even more after you are no longer a part of the event. Memories reconstruct your experiences and exaggerate your attitudes. My memories of being in University of Michigan inflated my pride each time I flew back to the small campus city.

Happy Graduation, my fellow Wolverines! You guys are going to do great in the world!