It’s amazing to me how much we underestimate children. A woman I know told me yesterday that her 3.5 year old son can speak both Cantonese and Mandarin. Not only does he speak both but he knows to talk to his mother only in Cantonese and his father only in Mandarin. He figured out, on his own, that each parent can only speak one.
I think we should try to teach as much as possible to kids at a young age. I wonder what slows down our capacity to take in and adapt to new information as we get older. Anyone will tell you that learning a new language is much easier if you’re young. I wonder why?
Going hiking in New Hampshire today. Happie!
My 5-day weekend has started. Wo hoo!
What flavor are you? via Harrumph.
I am peppermint! Crisp and refreshing, you’re the flavor of candy canes and after-dinner mints — everyone’s favorite comfort candies. If you were a season, you’d be winter — bracing and energizing, but cozy, too. Your honesty and forthright personality make people feel like they’ve known you forever — they can’t help but be drawn to your sweet, fresh nature. Perhaps a little old-fashioned, and occasionally shy, you’re generally happy and well-liked. Traditional and invigorating, you’re a truly tasty treat.
Hmm. Winter. My favorite season is Spring. And I must say my forthright personality often embarrasses the people around me. And I hate peppermint! Oh well, at least it was correct about how people can’t help being drawn to me. Heh heh.
Things are just not going my way lately. I seem to be failing at everything I try, which leads me back to the point of me not being good at anything. Especially writing. Some people say that anyone can write. They say that all it takes is for you to sit and do it. Over and over again. While others believe that writing isn’t something just anyone can do. Who’s right? Who knows? Not me. All I know is that I suck at it.
If you’ve ever watched Dharma and Greg you might have noticed the vanity card that flashes on the screen for a split second at the end of each show. The only way to read these cards is to tape the episode and freeze frame at the exact point. Or you can go here and read them all.
Masochistic? You might want to try this.
We’re watching Any Given Sunday. I always thought that only writers and actors put themselves out there to be critiqued by everyone. I would get frustrated when I read a negative review of a book I liked. I read somewhere that John Irving never reviewed a book without having read all other published works of the same author. How many critics do that, in your opinion? I think my answer would be: very few. People are so quick and excited to judge. I wonder why putting other people down gives us so much pleasure.
Anyhow, my original point was about how people who play sports also put themselves out there to be freely critiqued. In the movie, they have a scene were Foxx’s character is playing his first game and he throws up. Afterwards, he helps score a touchdown. That night, the TV stations only show the throwing up. I guess the rest wasn’t sensational enough.
Anytime someone’s work is watched or read by public, we all feel justified in judging the person. While the rewards of public recognition might be immeasurable for some people, the more common bashing requires one to have a thick skin.
These people have the impossible job of pleasing everyone.
I just love the Simpsons.
Until this year, I used to watch at least 2 hours of TV every night. I can’t seem to work without the TV on. I need the noise. I’ve been this way since I was a little kid. During college, people would come in and out of my room at all hours and point at the TV, which was located behind me, and ask why I watched an infomercial about a cooking instrument. I had no idea what actually played on TV at any moment, I just enjoyed the noise.
Last December, I went to Japan for a six-month business trip. Going six months with no TV was a dreadful thought. Luckily, I have a portable DVD player and friends with tons of DVDs. I took over 60 movies with me. With the help of the movies and MBTV, I survived. Now that I’m back here and the new season’s about to start, I’m wondering whether it’s a good idea to return to watching all that TV. To be fully honest, the MBTV recaps are a lot more fun.
It’s amazing how strong an effect random people can have on you. I jumped in a cab on the way to my class today and the driver went on and on about how pretty I looked. Now, he probably says that to everyone but it still made me smile and for a few minutes I felt good.
On Saturday night, as I watched the movie with my friend, the woman sitting next to me kept staring at me throughout the movie. For a while, I thought it might be cause I moved, but even when I didn’t blink or utter a word, she kept staring. It took me large amounts of self-restraint not to turn to her and yell, “What’s your problem?” Afterwards, I wondered how much effect random people have on my day and my mood.
Obviously, it only matters what you think of yourself but it’s fascinating how a total stranger can sway one’s mood.
There are very few people in your life who matter. The ones who’d be there when you really need them. The ones who truly understand who you are. The ones who know your shortcomings and still love you. The people who have seen you do stupid and embarrassing things and still stayed by your side. If you’re one of the lucky souls who have a person like that in their life, don’t you think you should celebrate that? Do you let them know how much you appreciate them? If you don’t have someone like that in your life, do you wonder why?
Last night, I went to see Duets with a friend. I used to not like Gwenyth Paltrow until I saw Sliding Doors which I recommend wholeheartedly. Last night’s movie, however, wasn’t all that amazing. While I wouldn’t say it was a total waste of time, it just didn’t do anything for me. I didn’t feel like the movie explored some of the issues it wanted to as much as it should have. The relationship between Gwenyth’s character and her father just got resolved after a five-minute conversation. I know a movie is only so long, but that was just way too unrealistic. My favorite character was the salesman and his wife. Either way, this is nothing more than a rental.
With all the talks about copyright going on at MetaFilter I found this article about whether imitation is flattery or thievery really informative and well put. Thanks to Brigitte for pointing to this link on her site.
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