<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744</id><updated>2012-01-26T11:32:15.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ayru 新世界</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is simple and wonderful!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-87944661819992060</id><published>2007-07-23T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T22:28:57.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Risk?</title><summary type='text'>I was searching some information on CDS (Credit Default Swaps) to check that I didn't make naive mistakes on my thesis. I went through an article addresses the risk of CDS. He worried that CDS may be the source of risk in contrast to its purpose to hedge risk. I started to learn CDS from Jan, 2007. I think every finial product has its risk. CDS is not necessary risker than other products. It is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/87944661819992060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=87944661819992060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/87944661819992060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/87944661819992060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/07/risk.html' title='Risk?'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-2072029008889212183</id><published>2007-07-20T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T16:50:06.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change schedule</title><summary type='text'>One week before going back, I have to change my schedule. I thought it is quite OK to me since it is my fault but now I am really sad. I should ask my supervisor before I booked the ticket. I am very sorry about that. He is so busy and he had to modify my thesis. On the evening of this Monday, when I find that he had modified every tiny mistakes in my thesis, I was moved. He is always a nice </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/2072029008889212183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=2072029008889212183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/2072029008889212183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/2072029008889212183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/07/change-schedule.html' title='Change schedule'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-1095586865322713194</id><published>2007-07-04T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T22:47:16.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>杂想</title><summary type='text'>刚看了阿甘的博客，有关比尔盖茨的故事，记者问到比尔人生最不容易抓住的是什么时，比尔盖茨回答到：“是孝顺” 。好几年前，和我爸爸闲聊的时候，他说我爷爷过世的时候，我大伯父从外面赶回家，跪在我爷爷灵前，说了一句话“我才刚有能力孝敬你，怎么就走了？”我不知道我爸爸是否注意到我的反应，不记得是怎么说起的了，只是无心的一句话，但是给我的冲击满大的，所以我想这并不是能力不能力的问题了。经济只是一方面，我们还有其他很多可以做的。有心。当然，再怎么孝顺都不为过的。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/1095586865322713194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=1095586865322713194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/1095586865322713194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/1095586865322713194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post_04.html' title='杂想'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-3305309442397705803</id><published>2007-07-01T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T11:15:46.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>夏日的空气</title><summary type='text'>夏日是毕业的季节，夏日的空气里弥漫着毕业的气息。我应该也算是其中一员。但是这里除了宁静之外，没什么特别感觉。只是也许我将不再踏上这一片土地，当然也只是也许。Thesis没有在半个月前做好也就意味着没能参加今年的毕业典礼，秘书一直强调没关系，可以参加明年的，毕业同样可以今年毕业。既然这样也就无所谓了，反正同学们都是这样。浏览同学好友的blog好多读两年master的也都在忙着最后的聚餐。花开花落又一年，本科毕业已两年，不想再感叹两年的时间过得太快，因为后来的时间会过得更快。韩总又发起了毕业两周年的纪念活动。我也写点什么吗？又写些什么呢？就回顾一下这两年吧。2005-2006年度金秋九月我又回到了厦大，又一次作为一名新生进入厦大，一切是熟悉的，只是多了好多陌生的面孔，少了好多熟悉的脸蛋。是阴差阳错也好，或是命中注定也好，我调到了新成立的王亚南经济研究院(WISE)。在这里我知道了什么叫学者，</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/3305309442397705803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=3305309442397705803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/3305309442397705803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/3305309442397705803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='夏日的空气'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-5405318765121361103</id><published>2007-06-30T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T10:10:46.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia</title><summary type='text'>Several days in a low I am insomnia. I can't fall asleep before 2am and can't remain asleep for an adequate  length of time.  I waked up at about 6:30 and can't fall asleep any more. Lying in the bed, thinking. Every time I was waked up by nightmare. All I dreamed about is my journey back. It seems that I am not so happy and exciting as supposed to. Last night, I dreamed that my flight is today </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/5405318765121361103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=5405318765121361103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/5405318765121361103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/5405318765121361103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/06/insomnia.html' title='Insomnia'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-9032343061221715925</id><published>2007-06-26T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T11:53:47.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>眼睛</title><summary type='text'>左眼里面长了个红包，大半个月了看了4次医生，也意味着花了两天的时间。真的是千万不要生病。服了些要没有什么起色，昨天下午和医生预约了去复诊。医生说没有任何起色，只能开刀了。他看到我害怕的神情了，以致安慰我没事的很快就会好了，只是很小的一个手术。好吧。我答得很勉强。手术是很小，就5分钟吧。可是我在那里等的时间啊！真是无语。昨天下午1点出头出发，挂号排队，但是复诊的所以算是比较快。接下来，又给我检查了眼压，视力。这里的医院每一步骤都要在不同的地方，也就意味着在每个地方你都要等上一段时间。检查完之后是consulting, 这都还在我忍受的范围之内。带了分FT打发时间，无奈昨天的版面不多加上一堆的Ad. ，很快就看完了（一些实在没兴趣的没看）。因为手术又是另一个地方，我又要再等了。医生让我先抓药又是漫长的等待。抓好后回到treatment room外面，通知护士小姐我回来了。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/9032343061221715925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=9032343061221715925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/9032343061221715925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/9032343061221715925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post_26.html' title='眼睛'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-6746961558013291664</id><published>2007-06-23T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T12:58:09.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gift from my Mentor</title><summary type='text'>This afternoon as usual I attended the Toastmasters Club meeting. It is a special meeting today ---- The Annual EXCO. Discharge of 2006-2007 EXCO as well as installation of 2007-2008 EXCO. Since I am going back to China quite soon and may be I will never come back more exactly, the chance that I will come back next year is very low. It one month  more to go. Though I have start to count down the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/6746961558013291664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=6746961558013291664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/6746961558013291664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/6746961558013291664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/06/gift-from-my-mentor.html' title='Gift from my Mentor'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-2580283195171920601</id><published>2007-06-18T10:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T11:05:17.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons to learn</title><summary type='text'>When waiting for the results of my SAS program, I look through the ft news. An article caught me, "There are lessons to learn from rejection". This is a diary by an MBA.Having been in school for almost 20 years. I was top at the class. However, I am not very clear what I want to be in the future. For years, I would like to be a teacher, or a professor. So, I kept on pursuing higher degree. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/2580283195171920601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=2580283195171920601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/2580283195171920601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/2580283195171920601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/06/lessons-to-learn.html' title='Lessons to learn'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-1215148333195711909</id><published>2007-06-15T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T20:13:57.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>又是周末</title><summary type='text'>又是周末了，怎么感觉一周才刚开始就结束。害怕这种感觉，回顾这周我的thesis 没有什么进展，没有做怎么进展呢？看到饼饼的签名档："又是周末"，才深刻意识到“又是周末”了。想想还是记记流水账吧。周一不记得什么时候到的学校，应该不晚才对。看看单词，看看网页早上就过去了，下午发现左眼里面长了个红包于是去NTUC Medicine 看了一下前后一个小时见医生的时间我想从我进去到出来不会超过30秒，这就是医疗系统，不管是在中国还是新加坡。下午记得是傍海哥整理数据。一转眼就是晚上，吃完饭照例看看网页，博客就8点多了或是更晚，好像也没什么心情作，或是做了点，早早的回宿舍睡觉了。周二应该也蛮早到学校的，除了看报纸，网页，整理点数据，聊天我不知道我还做什么了。嗯，但电话回家了。周三早上没来学校，应该是晚上才来的。在宿舍呆了一天，等着把电脑寄给朋友，让她帮忙带给弟弟。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/1215148333195711909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=1215148333195711909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/1215148333195711909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/1215148333195711909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post_15.html' title='又是周末'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-2942615881682218720</id><published>2007-06-07T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T15:47:52.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>订票了</title><summary type='text'>今天终于订了回去的机票。亲爱的兄弟姐妹们很快就可以见到你们了。7月28日晚到深圳的机票。深圳的亲朋好友们你们可要自觉地准备好接待啊。哈哈~~兴奋啊~~兴奋得我不知道做什么好。从昨天晚上开始就是这种状态了。还是要来这里写写，虽然听说google blogger在国内又被封杀了（难怪点击率一直上不去，对此我不想多加评论，ABC已经为回国做好准备再次乔迁，这很可能是我下一步要做的）。一年时间就这样过去了，忙忙碌碌的生活感觉告一段落虽说任务还没有完成，还不能清心。有毕业的感觉，越来越冷清的workstation时时提醒我已经是暑假了，我就要离开这里了。从来的那一天就期待着回去的日子，现在定下来了，除了兴奋还有茫然，未来的路怎么走，我能找到一份满意的工作吗？投了好几份的简历没有回音，自信心经受着一次次的考验，期待着回国比较有竞争力，可是这并没有什么关系。我还不会推销自己，坦然面对吧。正所谓福祸相生</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/2942615881682218720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=2942615881682218720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/2942615881682218720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/2942615881682218720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post_07.html' title='订票了'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-4105021080075382486</id><published>2007-06-01T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T21:50:07.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>忏悔</title><summary type='text'>来这里忏悔下，虽然这并没什么帮助，自求心灵安慰吧。After thesis presentation, 我几乎天天在虚度日子，3周的时间一晃而过，还是没能静下心做事，太恐怖了。我是在慢性自杀啊！开始的时候，说是我应该休息一段时间了，可是一周，两周，三周还是这样。天啊！我是在干吗？！老板又回美国了，学校很安静都放假了，照例的每天到学校，可是晚到早回关键是到学校除了上上网看看片我不知道我还做了什么。借口永远是有的。哈哈，一边忏悔一边再患是不是无药可救了。现在就是这样。哈哈，借口也不用了。我充分证明了忏悔是没有用的。明天，明天又明天……我就是这样对自己的。儿童节，今天。我是不是该过这个节日呢？早上年纪说我应该不回过这个节了，一句话使我愣了下。是这样的吗？好像应当这样，可是我没有做到。想长大又害怕长大，有时更期望不用长大，可是人还是要长大的。不管怎样，我想我都可以过儿童节的。^_^准备回去了，</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/4105021080075382486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-1639315891731599650</id><published>2007-05-28T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T14:48:18.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee</title><summary type='text'>I find that I am addicted to coffee in some sense. Bad things. I don't really drink coffee to keep active but just because I would like to have a cup. Whether coffee is bad for one's health or not. There's not definitely answer. But I think so. However, I just can not help myself to have a cup. I get used to drink coffee some time ago when I did need it to keep active. And then I found that I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/1639315891731599650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=1639315891731599650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/1639315891731599650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/1639315891731599650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/05/coffee.html' title='Coffee'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-4956840027286634960</id><published>2007-05-26T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T17:41:29.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting Down</title><summary type='text'>Time flies! The day I go back home is in the corner  though I haven't booked a ticket yet.Every time I chat with friends, they always ask when I will come back. I am sure, probably late July after finishing my thesis and get the degree here. That's it.Sincerely, after deciding not to pursue  a Ph.D, I did consider to establish my career here. 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Let's go."Last Wed. we went to the gym as usual. I like it. I like running. However, it seems boring to me at first. I still remember that when I was a freshman, I took part in students' sport meeting. And I was required to do some training everyday, I either had yo get up early or had to rush for the evening class coz of the training. I was sick of that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/6493314773777070113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=6493314773777070113&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/6493314773777070113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/6493314773777070113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/05/love-for-running.html' title='Love for Running'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-4755329367405420677</id><published>2007-05-15T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T11:24:36.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Owl</title><summary type='text'>Happy ending of thesis oral exam. I try to reset my biothythm. I should go to bed earlier and get up earlier to keep a more healthy life style. However, I should say that it is hard.  Yes. I can get up earlier by go to bed earlier. That's what I did these days. In fact, I slept longer time than before, but after coming to workstation I felt sleepy and can not concentrate on the task. May be I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/4755329367405420677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=4755329367405420677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/4755329367405420677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/4755329367405420677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/05/owl.html' title='Owl'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-8096701446369509383</id><published>2007-05-13T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T14:44:46.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wander</title><summary type='text'>Thesis oral exam is over. I feel relax now. However, these days I just don't like to do anything. Headache and it seems that my head is too heavy to hold. I am suffering painful eyes. How come I am much more tired than last two weeks when I have less time to rest and worked long hours. Is it because that I have to be busy to keep myself healthy and full of energy? May be and may not be. I am not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/8096701446369509383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=8096701446369509383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/8096701446369509383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/8096701446369509383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/05/wander.html' title='Wander'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-2139218062543414232</id><published>2007-05-12T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T22:10:03.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired today</title><summary type='text'>I am so tired today. I moved to the new department yesterday and do the clearing this morning. There is not aircondition in our room though we ezch have a fan but it is still too hot to me. I wake up because of too hot at mid-night and early this morning I can not fell asleep and get up at about 7am. After having breakfast, I stat to do the clearing. Finally, I got the job done. This afternoon I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/2139218062543414232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=2139218062543414232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/2139218062543414232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/2139218062543414232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/05/tired-today.html' title='tired today'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-7133257233238774975</id><published>2007-05-11T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T20:43:43.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After Thesis Presentation</title><summary type='text'>Thesis oral exam is over. I am so relax now though the thesis has not finished yet. During last two month I was in a very tense state, especially last 10 days. I even can not feel asleep before 2 o'clock at the monring. Cleaning the data, tiresome job. Last Sat. I went to bed at about 6am and get up about 10:30 and looked for a room to move in. Last fews day, nightmares every night all about my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/7133257233238774975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=7133257233238774975&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/7133257233238774975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/7133257233238774975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/05/after-thesis-presentation.html' title='After Thesis Presentation'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-2051153296247219481</id><published>2007-05-06T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T10:33:45.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>找房子</title><summary type='text'>虽然Thesis还没做好，而present的时间逼近，我还是要来这里写写。hostel的到期在即，接到了通知。续约，太贵了，就睡觉的地方，S$420/M,还是四人间公共浴室的。不能再在那里住了，找房子，这正是累人的事，忙了一整天，终于搞定了。昨天早上11点多开始找的，一直到今天凌晨才搞定。回到宿舍，和shopping感叹一天走遍了新加坡。早上，不中午（哈哈，很难有早上可言了:-）），吃完饭就从hostel一路走来，绕了一圈没找到，回到workstation上网找，打了n个电话。有些是中介就免谈，有些只能住一人。后来约了一个在gaylong 29 lane的，听说Gaylong是红灯区，但是29巷还是里红灯区比较远的，这也意味着离学校更远一点，我觉得是挺远的，习惯住得近些。房子不是满意，$600有点贵，房间很小，至少我认为很小，压抑，都是学生，但是比较乱，也比较赃。很糗的是，</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/2051153296247219481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=2051153296247219481&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/2051153296247219481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/2051153296247219481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='找房子'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-6496202216955343527</id><published>2007-04-29T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T21:04:27.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>这两天</title><summary type='text'>还是来这里乱写一通。虽说Blog不是日记本，但是对我来说差不多了。不管别人怎么看，或是有没有人看，无所谓，我就喜欢自己乱写。这几天又是瓶颈，不想做，头脑短路，破罐破摔。昨天起床的时候都11点多了，再创我自己的纪录。发现每次梦到回家或是和家人在一起我就起不来，是心理因素吧。梦很怪，但是都是围绕着家人，爸爸妈妈弟弟还有奶奶，一会是在新加坡，一会又是在厦门，不变的是一家人都来看我。很兴奋的带着家人到处逛，带他们逛每一个我认为值得去的地方。可是很快爸妈在我不在的时候先回家了，很急得开车去追他们，开着开着我的车竟然开到天上了，白云从身旁飘过，抬头竟能看到秘密太空基地了，很是壮观的，是哪部动画片里的那种了，忘了，只知道他飞得特快，发现了我和弟弟就要袭击我们，加大马力飞奔，在最危险的时刻惊醒了。昨天下午，参加Toastmasters Club Meeting，第一次担任Toastmaster of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/6496202216955343527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=6496202216955343527&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/6496202216955343527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/6496202216955343527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_29.html' title='这两天'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-9091098438504277168</id><published>2007-04-25T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T11:20:34.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>回忆！</title><summary type='text'>看了杨杰的Blog对厦大对往昔无限回忆。过去的点点滴滴历历在目。既熟悉又陌生的校园留下了我的身影，在厦大的每一角落都有不同的回忆，F11住了4年，从开始的不愿踏进去，到后来的不愿意离开，到再后来的想再进去。大一时，在芙蓉湖边晨读，考试前在公教里狂K书，大四闲时早早起来晨跑，在教室到宿舍的每条小路上都有我们几个死党一路嘻嘻哈哈，打打闹闹的身影。不善文笔，想着回去用我的笨拙的摄影技术纪录我的厦大。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/9091098438504277168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=9091098438504277168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/9091098438504277168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/9091098438504277168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_25.html' title='回忆！'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-1185564337500106497</id><published>2007-04-23T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T13:36:33.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>累</title><summary type='text'>昨天傍晚把最烦人，最耗体耗时的数据处理完了。开始其他的数据，合并的时候发现问题还不少，其它数据没有我原先想象的那么简单。没什么头绪，不知道可不可以这么做，感觉好累。晚上早早1点多就睡了。今天早上挣扎着8点起床了。人是醒了，早些时候就醒了可就是浑身无力，但是好多事要做，还是起来了，冲个凉到学校。吃了早点，要开始干活，还是很疲。又没有生病，也不是困，就是四肢无力，就连敲键盘都觉得费劲，脑袋也转不了。听着音乐，目光呆滞的对着电脑。坚持了一周就这么没体了！？ 休息一天明天继续努力。从韩总的Blog得知同学们在深圳小聚了，很想念同学们，怀念以前的日子。年纪说那天和饼饼聊到怀念以前，想念同学，觉得心态老了。人是在长大，有时突然间会觉得自己没有应有的成熟。好像20岁之后人家问起年龄都要算一下，这是什么心理，不明白。嗯，好像我的脑袋都在考虑一些无关痛痒的问题，难怪没能思考学业。哈哈。越扯越远了。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/1185564337500106497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=1185564337500106497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/1185564337500106497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/1185564337500106497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_23.html' title='累'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-905978730542361003</id><published>2007-04-16T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T20:53:26.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>会飞啦！</title><summary type='text'>哈哈~~刚加了一条1G的内存，电脑现在可以飞奔了，这才是我要的速度，装了太多软件速度越来越慢的我无法接受，刚好前天YT 说他刚加了一条内存，他的一个朋友在卖，1G 的只要Sing$90，决定也加一条。要不那天做lomg memory的数据长了点, 结果Gauss报告“insufficient memory!” 跑不了，只好把数据截短，又跑的很慢，本来Gauss跑起来算是很快的了，小小的project让我跑了一天。下午又改那个作业，又是一样的问题，实在慢得我无法接受，一直以为是因为我上次把它摔地上的缘故，现在看来好像不是。1.5G的内存确实不一样。建议大家扩大内存，给电脑加油！</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/905978730542361003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=905978730542361003&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/905978730542361003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/905978730542361003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_16.html' title='会飞啦！'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-6292391312269121097</id><published>2007-04-07T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T13:34:53.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>日子一天天过</title><summary type='text'>日子一天一天过。猛然间会心一揪，突然醒悟，时间流逝。想到回家的日子也近了（虽说还没有确定什么时候回去），很兴奋，但是有很担心，心急，心烦。我的thesis没有做完怎么回去？话是说没做完大不了再延半年，回去休息一段时间再回来。可是心底里非常不想这样。很清楚，这并没有什么不好的，可是我真不知道自己能否受得了，我的自信心已经经不起再受打击了。别人看来也许没什么，可是这对我来说很重要。周三傍晚和导师谈了一会。他看到我的进展的时候，下了一跳，我怎么就还这里打转。他说了他都为我着急了，一句话让本来已经手足无错的我的崩溃。他看到我的茫然无助，顿感话说得太重了，我忙解释没有。给了我一些建议。后来匆匆赶去上课，可根本就是心不在焉虽说是大师的课，感觉对不起大师。昨天下午，supervisor 主动来找我，难得，难得。他确实为我着急了。今天他又飞美国了，要到defence的时候才会回来，所以要给我讲讲，</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/6292391312269121097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=6292391312269121097&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/6292391312269121097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/6292391312269121097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title='日子一天天过'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-7012052945406277425</id><published>2007-03-31T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T14:25:37.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazybusy?</title><summary type='text'>'How are you doing? Still very busy?''Yes. Definitely.'This is the highest fenquent dialogue between my father and me. I have just read an article in FT by Lucy---- TOO CRAZYBUSY FOR SEX? THEN BRING YOUR BLACKBERRY TO BED. She pointed out a truth that white-collars are crazybusy most of time. Is it good or bad? I claim that I am busy. Quite similar to her, I am aiming for,  which is: "You are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/7012052945406277425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=7012052945406277425&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/7012052945406277425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/7012052945406277425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/03/crazybusy.html' title='Crazybusy?'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-1259526022593680276</id><published>2007-03-24T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T20:30:34.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Choice is the Best Choice----Toastmaster Project 4</title><summary type='text'>A little boy went to the supermarket with his mother, ‘Mummy, I want this biscuit.’  ‘OK. Take it.’  After a while,   ‘Mummy, I want the superman. It is a new style. He is omnipotent.’  ‘No. You can not take it.’  ‘Please. Dear mummy. I really like it.’  ‘No way. You have taken the cookies already. Or, alternatively, you can take the superman instead. You can only choose either one. Now you have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/1259526022593680276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=1259526022593680276&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/1259526022593680276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/1259526022593680276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/03/no-choice-is-best-choice-toastmaster.html' title='No Choice is the Best Choice----Toastmaster Project 4'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-1944241698817890296</id><published>2007-03-16T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T13:57:28.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>积极</title><summary type='text'>发觉自己不够积极，至少不如以前积极。记得以前做家教的时候，每次都要激发学生的学习热情，每次看着她们又对学习充满兴趣的时候我都很满足，每次在激励他们的时候也在激励自己。每周家教一两次虽说累但是也是我自我反省，自我激励的时间。常常觉得他们的一个通病是 “君子动口不动手”。现在觉得自己也是这个毛病。事情是多，可是动手就会慢慢少了。会教他们要计划好每天要完成的任务，会教他们如何比较合理的安排学习计划。现在想想，自己在以前是有这么做的，为什么现在却忘了。每天忙忙碌碌，但是就如无头苍蝇，其轨迹是维纳过程，你不知道他下一个时点会在那里，对他的最好预测就是在原地。所以自己转来转去又转回原地。做学生的日子屈指可数了，高考有倒计时，我是不是也该给自己一个倒计时牌了。高考每天读啊读，做啊做的，累但是没有一点点动摇。现在一点小问题就小题大做的，积极一点，没什么大不了的，做就是了。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/1944241698817890296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=1944241698817890296&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/1944241698817890296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/1944241698817890296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='积极'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-8742564546841873468</id><published>2007-03-15T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T14:12:52.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Data</title><summary type='text'>I have been dealting with the data for a long time. It is very tiresome. What's worse is that I spent half a day in the library siting in front of the Terminal but got nothing I want. I was almost beaten. I almost cry. But I can not be beaten by such small difficulty. Anyway, I have much more clean data now. And I have to futher match them one by one.I am exhausted. My thesis topic is still hung.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/8742564546841873468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=8742564546841873468&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/8742564546841873468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/8742564546841873468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/03/data.html' title='Data'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-5624112907286555106</id><published>2007-03-10T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T13:03:02.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoy now suffer later?</title><summary type='text'>I have not updated my blog for a few days. Some one has complained that. The reason, or more precise, the excuse is I am too busy. Too busy. That's what I usually say. Busy with what? Study. How many classes do you have? Six hours a week. Six hours a week and you are very busy and even don't have enough time to sleep? That's what my parents ask me. I said yes. Beside classes I have to read papers</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/5624112907286555106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=5624112907286555106&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/5624112907286555106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/5624112907286555106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/03/enjoy-now-suffer-later.html' title='Enjoy now suffer later?'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-6469587891494698475</id><published>2007-02-25T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T15:35:37.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dear laptop</title><summary type='text'>我的笔记本，又心疼又气愤。心疼是因为我把它甩到地板了，虽然有放在包里没有外伤，但是没有关机有内伤，结果在我正需要它时候它罢工了。昨天，忙碌了一天，它是一点也不理睬我，本来要做赶着写proposal就很心急了。可是，又能怎样还是无可奈何。又恰逢周末Helpdesk没开。没办法，用台式机，可是现在真地用不惯台式机了，不到半个小时，眼睛就很疼，疼得快睁不开，带上眼镜，期望会好些。可是坚持到十点我实在是受不了了，试图修复我的心爱的laptop。Google上一搜还真很快搜到了。不是中病毒，是win32的程序出了问题，是内伤，有个修复程序，非常高兴的下下来，可是运行不到一半就罢工了，一个小时，整台电脑没有一点反应，也听不到硬盘转动的声音。实在是无心看书，无心做事了，强行关掉电源回家。回到宿舍，她们以睡下，一个人呆呆的坐着大半个小时，没有睡意，不想做事。最后还是关灯睡觉，毕竟很晚了。早上来到学校，</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/6469587891494698475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-1319788389658358123</id><published>2007-02-20T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T15:08:24.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>假期</title><summary type='text'>每次放假之前都雄心勃勃，给自己布置了不少任务（因为我有很多任务一直拖着没做），可是结局都是差不多的，没有心情做，静不下心做。对thesis，开始狂看了10多篇文章，才培养了一点感觉，碰上过年加recess，刚好有假期，本打算好好利用这段时间把我的proposal 写出来。可是，时间过了大半，我还什么都没写。昨天又回到workstation，可是感觉心不在焉，效率很低。下午按原计划去了集邮博物馆，收获不小，我很喜欢。晚上回来，还是没效率。奇怪的是，这两天明明睡得比较多，反而比较困。一边听歌，一边看点书，这样持续了一晚上。每当这时候都特别想家，那是一个避风的港口，我可以安安稳稳的停刊在那里，什么也不管。呵呵。还是长不大。我很清楚，我不能一直都在那里，我必须勇敢的面对生活，面对每一个挑战。很想打电话回家，但是又爸妈会担心。奇怪，为什么总是这么矛盾。哈哈~所以就这样自己一个人在发呆。其实，</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/1319788389658358123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=1319788389658358123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/1319788389658358123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/1319788389658358123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post_20.html' title='假期'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-6707245812909422389</id><published>2007-02-17T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T20:34:57.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>大年三十</title><summary type='text'>大年三十了，每年看春晚已经 成了惯例，虽说现在的看头越来越少，但还是少不了这台年夜饭。第一年不在家过年，也是第一次在国外过年，还是通过网上看直播，QQ的效果还是不错的。即将迎来我的本命时代，希望在新的一年大家都创造新的奇迹。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/6707245812909422389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=6707245812909422389&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/6707245812909422389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/6707245812909422389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post_17.html' title='大年三十'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-9035443229449810328</id><published>2007-02-16T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T20:31:55.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>随想</title><summary type='text'>刚和家人视频，开心，伤心。开心，因为见到他们，听到他们的声音。伤心，因为不能回家和他们一起过年。妈妈从头到尾没有一个想字，却句句道出了想。有人想着是幸福的，特别是你所爱的家人。听爸爸妈妈抢着要跟我讲话我从心底里的开心，感动，又觉得他们也像小孩子一样。我是幸福的，即使没能回家过年，但是我们还是紧紧地在一起。下午的时候，看到金融时报中文版上有一篇是说我们这一代人个人主义太浓，忽略了家里，即使回家过年，也都是和同伴们一起疯狂，没有几顿饭是和家里人一起吃的。我不否认这是事实，但是庆幸的是，我们家是例外。我和弟弟一年在家的时间很短我们一家团聚的时间也很短。也许是因为这样抑或是别的，我们过年回家虽然是也在外面玩但是一般都回家吃饭。家里的吵闹也是我们家的特色。爸爸妈妈都是急性子。我和弟弟也很好的继承了他们的血统。他们也常为一些小事情吵嘴，我和弟弟就更是哪天没有吵架就阿弥陀佛了。虽说是这样，</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/9035443229449810328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=9035443229449810328&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/9035443229449810328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/9035443229449810328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post_16.html' title='随想'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-7938978558400671233</id><published>2007-02-14T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T17:41:00.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thesis topic</title><summary type='text'>I change my thesis topic again. Why?At the first beginning, I was working on M&amp;A. However, I can not find out a good point to dig in after a long time reading papers. At the same time, I am not sure whether I can find a supervisor working on this topic. And on one empirical finance class, Prof. Wu point out that the methodology used in the paper I presented can be used in the bond market, which </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/7938978558400671233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=7938978558400671233&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/7938978558400671233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/7938978558400671233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/02/thesis-topic.html' title='Thesis topic'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-7034190060321513767</id><published>2007-02-06T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T19:02:26.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you Morgan Stanley?</title><summary type='text'>Just came back from the talk by Morgan Stanley at SMU. It is a good evening today. I learn more about Morgan Stanley. It always seems exciting to work in such big company, especially such Big Bank. In my opinion, what attract fresh most is the training opportunities it offers. No matter you are interns or full-employes, it offers training course over the world not restricted in a certain branch. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/7034190060321513767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=7034190060321513767&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/7034190060321513767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/7034190060321513767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/02/are-you-morgan-stanley.html' title='Are you Morgan Stanley?'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-3350941479851485261</id><published>2007-02-06T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T21:39:41.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Sat.</title><summary type='text'>Last Sat. morning, I went to a finance professorial semiar, in fact, it is a recruitment meeting. More than ten companies are there. I was told that the meeting was going to begin at 9am, hence, I got up early that morning. But, but, when I arrived there, I thought I went to the wrong place. There were only a few persons decorating the hall. It was five mins to 9am. Then what XL talked at the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/3350941479851485261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=3350941479851485261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/3350941479851485261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/3350941479851485261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/02/last-sat.html' title='Last Sat.'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-1731917653630044318</id><published>2007-02-03T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T13:37:37.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>推荐一本好书</title><summary type='text'>推荐一本好书，一本大家都适合看的书。Angie Morgan和Courtney Lynch所著Leading from the Front: No Excuse Leadership Tactics for Women一书，Lead Star LLC2006年登记版权。陈桂华译刚看了一篇摘自此书的文章,击中了要害,不错的书,特别适合女同胞们看.不过我想男同胞们也是可以借鉴的. 我看了那部分题为"不要为自己找借口"这句话我最早的体会是高中的数学老师说的.记得那时,他总是说,"考不好,就是考不好,就是不会,没有什么借口可说的.会的话就不应该出错.做错了就要承认不会.高考的时候谁会相信你都会,只是什么什么……"感觉有异曲同工之美。但是我想这是很多人会患的毛病，只是很多时候没有觉察到。所以，要给自己找借口的时候冷静的思考一下。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/1731917653630044318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=1731917653630044318&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/1731917653630044318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/1731917653630044318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title='推荐一本好书'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-4012021246971647689</id><published>2007-02-01T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T23:48:30.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idea</title><summary type='text'>Idea. The most important thing is idea. No matter what you do idea is the critical. More and more I feel that.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/4012021246971647689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=4012021246971647689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/4012021246971647689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/4012021246971647689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/02/idea.html' title='Idea'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-7992291856437744930</id><published>2007-01-31T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T22:09:00.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>感动</title><summary type='text'>不需要太多的话语,也不需要什么感人的话语。平淡真诚就足够了。我真的觉得我很幸运。我不会让你失望的。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/7992291856437744930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=7992291856437744930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/7992291856437744930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/7992291856437744930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post_31.html' title='感动'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-6175131419784368481</id><published>2007-01-30T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T00:06:08.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>家</title><summary type='text'>想家，突然很想家。 没有理由，也不需要理由。想爸爸，想妈妈，想奶奶，想弟弟，想家里的一切。想回到家我可以毫无顾忌的睡到天昏地暗。那是我停靠的港湾，也许就是因为这样才想家的。很早就离开家里在外读书了，可是这只是更增添了我长长久久的对家的思念。即使回家的时候，常常和妈妈、弟弟闹别扭。可是这并没有丝毫减轻我对家的思念。虽然自认为自己蛮独立的了，但是很多时候真的还很幼稚。爸爸、妈妈希望我坚强，从小也特别信任我，我要争气。以前想家会让我更加的努力，现在想家更多的成了依赖。倒退？！不成。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/6175131419784368481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=6175131419784368481&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/6175131419784368481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/6175131419784368481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post_1411.html' title='家'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-8766646320982595841</id><published>2007-01-30T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T19:57:27.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>杂想</title><summary type='text'>After finishing supper, I feel sleepy again. Oh, no! I can not sleep now. I have been slept for a whole afternoon. Then, what to do. Look through the web.I read shoppings rescent posts.  Yeah!  I have the same problem. In fact, I realize this problem since last year especially last few weeks. Then finally I made a decision by my self. Insteasd of pursuing a PHD I'll pursuing a job. I thought that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/8766646320982595841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=8766646320982595841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/8766646320982595841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/8766646320982595841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post_30.html' title='杂想'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-4049593920453066890</id><published>2007-01-29T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T13:29:57.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>只有更慢，没有最慢</title><summary type='text'>只有更慢，没有最慢。大家是这么说赛尔的网速的。现在觉得更适合说新加坡的网速，大半个小时开不了一个页面，我都快睡着了。这什么世界啊。也许是要我不要随便浏览网页吧。本来后来用了cable好很多了，可是自从台湾地震后就没有一天网络是很顺畅的。没打开一个页面都要刷新好几次，还不见的有效。唉！</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/4049593920453066890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=4049593920453066890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/4049593920453066890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/4049593920453066890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post_29.html' title='只有更慢，没有最慢'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-3198679597829947906</id><published>2007-01-26T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T19:34:07.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>生气</title><summary type='text'>一时很生气, 虽然我知道我不该生她的气但还是生气了, 她的想法是可以理解的, 在她的世界里就是这样的，我不能怪她，也不应该怪她。虽说告诉自己不要理她说的，可是，做不到。每次都是这样，这次不行，我不能老是这样妥协，自己做主。我的世界应该由我做主，太顾忌周围已经束缚我够久了。这么大了，有我的判断能力，我的世界和她不同，理解她但是不能什么都顺着她。既然自认为自己的眼光比她长远。当然，只能成功，不能失败。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/3198679597829947906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=3198679597829947906&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/3198679597829947906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/3198679597829947906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post_26.html' title='生气'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-8221550213556229398</id><published>2007-01-20T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T11:53:13.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>乱</title><summary type='text'>这个世界变得越来越陌生,  我无法分辨谁对谁错, 每个人都有自己的思维模式。思维模式的不同造成了每个人走的路不同。迷茫，觉得自己很幸运早这个时候认识了一群新朋友他们无私的帮助我。可是现在我有所怀疑了在他们眼里钱是最重要的，目的就是赚钱，想想觉得他们说的和他们做的不是很一致。我无法分辨，我开始害怕，虽然到目前，并没有什么对我不利的发生，他们是一直在激发我的斗志，可是感觉要把我引上一条我完全无知的道路。害怕，恐惧开始滋生。这不是我的世界，内心的斗争不断重复着，扪心自问，未知的世界我无法回答，只能告诉自己，不管做什么，选择了就不后悔。是的，很多人以他的能力都可以达到一个更高的高度可是那又如何呢？社会总是有不同的人组成才是完整的，把演好自己的角色，担负起自己的责任，正如ABC所说的。“问心无愧”这就够了。适应这个社会，适应这个环境。我不可能让世界按照我的思维来转，她不会因我也变得简单。保持自我，</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/8221550213556229398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=8221550213556229398&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/8221550213556229398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/8221550213556229398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post_20.html' title='乱'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-7082867236945880889</id><published>2007-01-19T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T15:18:56.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[转贴]35岁之前成功的12条黄金法则</title><summary type='text'>35岁之前成功的12条黄金法则第一条：一个目标　　　　一艘没有航行目标的船，任何方向的风都是逆风。　　1、你为什么是穷人，第一点就是你没有立下成为富人的目标。　　2、你的人生核心目标是什么？　　杰出人士与平庸之辈的根本差别并不是天赋、机遇，而在于有无目标。　　3、起跑领先一步，人生领先一大步：成功从选定目标开始。　　4、贾金斯式的人永远不会成功。　　为什么大多数人没有成功？真正能完成自己计划的人只有5%，大多数人不是将自己的目标舍弃，就是沦为缺乏行动的空想。　　5、 如果你想在35岁以前成功，你一定在25至30岁之间确立好你的人生目标。6、 每日、每月、每年都要问自己：我是否达到了自己定下的目标。第二条：两个成功基点　　　　站好位置，调正心态，努力冲刺，35岁以前成功。　　（一）人生定位　　1、 人怕入错行：你的核心竞争力是什么？　　2、 成功者找方法，失败者找借口。　　3、 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/7082867236945880889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=7082867236945880889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/7082867236945880889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/7082867236945880889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/01/3512.html' title='[转贴]35岁之前成功的12条黄金法则'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-6824648817184533677</id><published>2007-01-16T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T16:12:27.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The world is flat----世界是平的</title><summary type='text'>在韩总的blog上看到他在非鱼的推荐下看了《世界是平的》一书也强烈推荐，不禁在Google上一搜，还真是很快就搜到了。 不错的一个版本中英文都有，虽然中文的只是很短的主要内容，但正适合我。本想看英文的可是考虑到300多页会花掉我太多时间就先看中文的有时间再看英文的。看了很有感触，也强烈推荐大家看看。这世界正在被铲平，如何在这个世界里立足并成就梦想？作者提出了：“企业治胜七法则”。转载一下。成功法则一：世界被铲平，你也感受到产过来的那股力量时，请找一把铲子向自我的内在挖进去。千万别想要筑墙。成功法则二：小应该做大。夏公司想要发展，就要学做大。关键就在快快学会怎样利用新工，参与全球竞合，把事业搞得更远、更快、更广、更深。成功法则三：大应该做小。大公司要在抹平的世界里蓬勃发展，方式就是籍着学会让客户做大，自己则做小。成功法则四：最好的企业将是最好的合作者。在抹平的世界中，</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/6824648817184533677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=6824648817184533677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/6824648817184533677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/6824648817184533677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/01/world-is-flat.html' title='The world is flat----世界是平的'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-5329755555206660225</id><published>2007-01-13T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T22:19:35.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live with our friends ----- Toastmaster Project 2</title><summary type='text'>Towards the end of December, my friends and I visited the Singapore Mandai Zoo. We sure had a wonderful day at the zoo.  Frankly speaking, although I am fearful of many of the animals, I like them very much.  After all, they are our friends.    It was around noon when we arrived at the zoo since we usually got up late in the morning during the holidays. After a quick lunch we started our trip </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/5329755555206660225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=5329755555206660225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/5329755555206660225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/5329755555206660225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/01/live-with-our-friends-toastmaster.html' title='Live with our friends ----- Toastmaster Project 2'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-8339252083237425385</id><published>2007-01-11T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T23:44:55.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>认定了我不后悔！</title><summary type='text'>All in my mind these days  are which way to go? Why? What I expect from it? What I want? How can I achieve it? Is the desire strong enough to the extend that I would to give up some to support it?This evening I met Wanyi. She help me to find what I really want and to what extend I want it. She asked me a lot questions which are very relate to me and put me into deep thinking. I am now much </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/8339252083237425385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=8339252083237425385&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/8339252083237425385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/8339252083237425385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post_11.html' title='认定了我不后悔！'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-6732314953153038299</id><published>2007-01-10T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T23:26:12.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>自己做主</title><summary type='text'>This is the first time that I make the decision by myself. Amazing! But that is the truth. In my past twenty years I don't really have to make a decision by myself. Life is going in its way.  My parents my teachers help me to make the decision most of the times and things seem always turn out to be not bad to me.It is time that I have to grow up and make a decision by myself. At first, I try to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/6732314953153038299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=6732314953153038299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/6732314953153038299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/6732314953153038299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post_10.html' title='自己做主'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-6861821820259111779</id><published>2007-01-09T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T21:37:02.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make up My Mind!</title><summary type='text'>I have made  up my mind to go to work after finishing my graduate study. I SMS to my younger brother about the issue. A line from him help me finally set up my mind, 'If there aren't anything you'd like to study right now it may be better go to work first and go back to school when you find sth really like to learn.'This suits me very well right now. I find that I have gradually losing the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/6861821820259111779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=6861821820259111779&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/6861821820259111779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/6861821820259111779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/01/make-up-my-mind.html' title='Make up My Mind!'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-1122678030064803776</id><published>2007-01-09T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T15:20:55.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wondering</title><summary type='text'>I always wonder what I am going to do in the future. But never come out with a clear answer.  At this time I tend to talk with someone friends or parents. I should say that what they had said are reasonable. But they all end with that you should decide it by yourself. That's definitely true.I am curious about new things but out of interest in it very soon. Does it mean that I am losing the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/1122678030064803776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=1122678030064803776&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/1122678030064803776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/1122678030064803776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/01/wondering.html' title='Wondering'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-2326379225717542595</id><published>2007-01-07T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T21:53:21.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear</title><summary type='text'>Fear. Don't you ever fear about sth? I don't know how to make a choice or more exactly, I don't like to make a choice. When I sit alone and let my mind wandering everywhere, I was thinking what life will be in the future. But I never think it over, usually stop in awhile. I feel I was fear about sth but I don't know what it is. May be that is the uncertainty about the future. Definitely, I want </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/2326379225717542595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=2326379225717542595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/2326379225717542595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/2326379225717542595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/01/fear.html' title='Fear'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-6797555943952835413</id><published>2007-01-05T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T17:59:53.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore National Museum</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/6797555943952835413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=6797555943952835413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/6797555943952835413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/6797555943952835413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/01/singapore-national-museum.html' title='Singapore National Museum'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jqaGLL39ww/RZ4hm4RYkHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QbmKK6mAqro/s72-c/P1000659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-7370107321377777179</id><published>2007-01-05T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T13:49:21.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rich or Poor?</title><summary type='text'>I just finished a book by Robert T. Kiyosaki. I think you can guess what book I have read. Right, 'Rich Dad, Poor Dad'. I think you may probably have read that book because it a so well-sold book. I have browsed part of it in my undergraduate. But I didn't have the interest to finish it then. In my mind, it is nothing to do with me. I didn't have money to invest and I won't have my own business. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/7370107321377777179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=7370107321377777179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/7370107321377777179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/7370107321377777179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/01/rich-or-poor.html' title='Rich or Poor?'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-3866827988481240284</id><published>2007-01-04T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T23:27:53.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New</title><summary type='text'>The setting og Google Bolgger is quite different from MSN Space. It is new to me. I think it will take some before I can use it fluently.It is the new semester through no class this week. I realise that I really have to get down to my thesis but just not in mind. During last year, I always ask myself what I want to be in the future. I feel that deep in my mind I tend to stay in academic world but</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/3866827988481240284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=3866827988481240284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/3866827988481240284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/3866827988481240284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/01/new.html' title='New'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398993920480301744.post-5877731245793978227</id><published>2007-01-04T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T16:15:53.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>新家</title><summary type='text'>终于还是受不了了，还是搬个新家。MSN的space已经大半个月上不去了，ABC一直劝我搬家。我一直懒得搬期待着space早日恢复，可是新年都好几天还是这样，下定决心换个窝。一个需要我慢慢装修的新家。就像我刚刚装扮得才像样的家一样。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/feeds/5877731245793978227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398993920480301744&amp;postID=5877731245793978227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/5877731245793978227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398993920480301744/posts/default/5877731245793978227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayru.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title='新家'/><author><name>ayru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02016970547690359436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
