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Under what circumstance, should you risk faking an ID card?
and how?

the unbearable slowness of ADSL
ADSL 512kpbs…what the heck!

the desperate fishee
bt speed: 30~40k…what the f…!

the 10000 of Shanghai city

Got a copy of my landlord’s ID card.
Made tens of phone calls to 1000.
Filled several forms…
I felt getting closer to success.

mean girl(s)

Ms. No.*****: sorry, the id card you provided has expired. we cannot change your adsl set.
Fishee: (Tone-tied) you do check on that!!??

identity

1985/12/31
valid for: 20 years.
bang!

(more…)

The man who said, “I’d rather be lucky than good”, saw deeply into life. People are afraid to face how great a part of life is dependent on luck. It’s scary to think so much is out of one’s control. There are moments in a match when the ball hits the top of the net, and for a split second it can either go forward or fall back. With a little luck, it goes forward and you win. or maybe it doesn’t, and you lose. — Match Point

 

match point: the final point needed to win a match (especially in tennis)

The story is quite simple.

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A handsome young man, former tennis player, Chris, married good money, Chloe, fell in love with his brother-in-law (Tom)’s ex-fiance, Nola. He killed Nola, when she found that she was pregnant with his baby and demanded a divorce between Chris and Chloe. Chris knew that, without Chloe, he would be nothing. He had everything planned: gloves, a shotgun, fake crime scenes, perfect timing…Unlucky for him, Nola had a secret diary, which was discovered by the police and put Chris in a rather suspicious position. Lucky for him, pure luck this time…he got away with the thing.

Justice undone.

The latter part of the movie is too depressing for me…from the moment Chris packed the shotgun in his tennis backpack, till the last surprising moment of coincidence, mixed feelings grasped my heart and twisted my mind…Poor me. On one hand I couldn’t stand the predictable death of hot sexy Nola (Scarlett Johansson!!!) in a few minutes; though on the other hand I had tremendous pity on handsome Chris and prayed that he wouldn’t be caught…Nola was a bit too bitchy, sometimes, yelling at Chris and pushing him for a divorce (we couldn’t blame her for that, anyway.)…she could’ve driven anyone crazy…I mean, crazy no.1, she is way too hot; crazy no.2, when she got pregnant, you’ll never get away…unless… ahhhhh why am I so cruel!
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Keywords: Luck. Lust. Fate. Moral. And…love?

The happy ending for Chris proves the theory stated at the beginning of the movie: A great part of life is dependent on luck.

Do you believe that?

I was not surprised at all, when C sent me a message via MSN yesterday afternoon: “Please don’t talk to me tomorrow”.
“You wish!” I replied.
“I will not speak tomorrow, except for online talk.” C continued.
“I shall talk to you tomorrow.” I was determined, in a brave way.

And here comes the English-speaking-only-day, finally, after so much uneasiness and uncertainties. Today is the day, when all small talks in Chinese are constrained to instant messengers, or…geographically, in the bathroom(s).

We knew the boss was getting serious about it, when she held up a tiny paper box(regular shape, not piggy-like), announcing “5 rmb per Chinese sentence.”@_@, It WAS a money-collector! My wallet must have shaken frantically at that time.
I guess this American lady has always been quite unhappy with our small talks and laughs every day, while she could only sit there in the block next to ours, barely understanding anything in Chinese. Then she came up with this horrible idea, that there should be one day in a week when everybody could only speak English…

Extraordinarily silent…I can hear mouse clicks, and if you put a clock here, I bet we can all hear its ticks! Nobody talks.

Desperately, we turned to things other than verbal communication for help.
Good point no. 1: When I arrived in the morning, E mouthed “zao” to me, and I mouthed the sound back. Yeah, we don’t SPEAK Chinese.
Good point no. 2: Then I looked at S: she was sitting there giggling. I looked right into her eyes…raised my eyebrows a little bit, and made a face. Wow she got it! Indeed, using eye contact is a key point.
Good point no. 3: Chinglish. As early as Wednesday, we started to conduct some research in the field of Chinglish, and we really dug it a little bit too deep…Now I’ve grasped the following sentences and will be able to use them whenever possible: “give me see see” “no give” “people mountain people sea” “one car come one car go two car pengpeng people die “…
The last but not the least, the safest way to keep our wallets intact is…DON’T SPEAK! As C said today:”Sorry, I can’t speak! I’m chewing a gum!”

heart flower angry open…aren’t we?

OK, a song from No Doubt: Don’t speak.