Small Things in Life (3)

Finally wrapping up my work (and helping others' work) this week, I am really bored at work. I kill time by reading novel in lunch time and eat my lunch at business time. I like the coffee in Canteen, not so expensive and with very good flavor.

I went with my novel and ordered the drink in my broken Japanese "hado late onaigashimasu". The barista seemed amused and asked if I am the new apprentice. Ha ha ha ha ha, it is hard to believe that I can pass as a 20 something. But very interesting, should note it down as a record.

Small Things in Life (2)

I was sitting in the client's office as usual, and heard a scurried running sound behind my back. I turned my head and let my eyesight fellow that hastely running back. That's the head of this department, surprisingly, a woman. However, something is not very right about his skirt. Wait a second... Oh, she's got the light fabric skirt stuck inside her black pantie hosts, half of the behind was revealing.

She had no idea what's going on and I do not suppose in this all men office someone dare come by and tell her to sort it out. Without thinking too much, I rushed over and stood behind her, at least to cover a bit. Then I pulled the skirt out and said to her in low voice "your skirt got stuck". I soon moved back to my seat, with my heart pounding. Shit, what if she didn't understand what I was doing?

Those Small Things in Life (1)

Riding home, having a very bad feeling about the evening rain forecasted by news in the morning. When walking out of the building, the sky was darkened and it was drizzling. Too lazy to leave my bike in Shinagawa, I got on riding thinking I might be able to beat the odds.

It turned raining like crazy when I reached Tsukiji, another 20 minutes to go, I was soaking wet and the freezing temperature didn't help. I started to really worry about my leather gloves and handbags. Most of all, is my computer bag waterproof? Getting really annoyed being stopped by red light, even angry. An umbrella came over to my head, a guy was also waiting to cross and giving me a half of his shelter. I was very delighted but couldn't find the proper Japanese to express my gratitute - "domo aligado" was the only think I can say before running into the rain again.

What is True Love

Joey with bad hair cut
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I went out drinking with my friends in the last night of my stay in London, I might not come back to London again in January at all. Hanging out in a crowdy pub, with all our laptop bags on the floor, after finishing the last sip of our drink, my friend produced a candy from her pocket and handed it over to her boy friend.

She is known for hating sweets like candies or cakes yet she kept a candy handy so she can surprise her boy friend anytime. Seeing the delighted face on him, I guess this is true love.

Precision

I had these 2 gel package freebies from my nail polish purchase in Tokyo a while ago, didn't get a chance to use them until I am in London. Since they are gelly like, and pink (the other set is dark pink), I assumed they must be for the lips.

Only today I was trying hard to decode the Katagana, it turns out "a-- i-- ka---la--". "pu-- si---shu--" Holly sh*t, I have been applying the eyecolour on my lips for 2 weeks.

Outliner

Finished reading Melcolm Gladewell's outliner in 3 days. This is really cheating, double spaced and thick papers (but I also complain if the words are too small, women are hard to please). The ideas are pretty much very Melcolm, I mean, just like his previous "Tipping points" and "Blink", what he said in those books are very very common sense. However, he is just a very good story teller, who organized the idea in a better way such that the dull, mundane common knowledges become very interesting.

In one of the chapers he said that the middle class family tends to train kids to speak with adults with ease, thus, they tend to conform with the society better (knowing how to deal with the authority, filling up the forms to apply for scholarship, etc). However, kids grew up in poor family tend to be against the authority because they have been rejected all their childhood. Anti-social, or has difficulty to communicate or to bargain for a better deal for themselves in school, or in life.

It took me a long long time to talk to adults with ease, ha ha ha ha, even after I have turned into an adult myself.

Falling Leaves Return to Their Roots

Sorry about not writing much this month. I found this great Odenya (Oden house) in Ginza, featuring Kyoto style cooking. After being in Tokyo for a while, you can feel that somehow everything in Kyoto is more elegant and most people do agree. Tokyo people are feeling cultural inferior to Kyoto despite the booming economy

That's the power of culture. It has no obvious meaning of all the ceremonies and rituals or decorations. But without them, life seem so damn boring.
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The story of an unwanted daughter in a Chinese family. The whole book was filled with self-pity and insecurity. Even when the author was around 50 something, successful career woman with good family, she is still begging for her step mother's acceptance and love. WTF! I cannot believe this. She has wasted all these year living in fear, reciting how badly she was treated in her childhood and how proud of herself she was because she put herself through the difficult time.

Wake up, move on, and stop writing/thinking about your childhood (maybe too late, she's published a book) and pitying yourself.

I have no idea what type of people would spend money to buy the book, trying to satisfy their curiousity about China before after WWII? Or they would like to know how Chinese women's feet were bounded. Ok, I have to admit I started to read it because of that. After chapter 3, I only want to know how bad this book can be. Thank god this bad read didn't take me too much time, finished it on my flight to London.

I want to create a category "IMPOSSBLE TO READ" in my blog just for this book.