From Paris to The Netherlands

I consider writing ten top reasons to leave here, actually the reasons are way more than ten ; I somehow tried to accept there's different levels of understanding cultural talk , or anything which do worth a thinking , then simply feel disappointed by the conculsion that you could only conduct a kid's conversation with most of them , or you have to behave in a rather childish way to avoid any unnecessary contact with them , as I told one of my colleagues the other day that : if i say you're like the fire , and i'm just the air , you would feel rather happy and take it as a compliment . But Honestly what I meant was without the air , fire simply doesn't exist. Of course that's too complex for them to understand , of course they would say it's difficult  , I meant that's called 'communication' , presenting 1+1=2 thing is called ' simply saying something ' , it might be a type of communication , but it's definitely not what I demand from my ' people' only...

 Het Net client service is a nightmare , you could call 100 times for one internet connection problem , there's just NO ONE wants to be responsible for the problem occurring , they could just keep sending you around for hours , the problem remains the same , but you do pay 0.45 cents per minute for hours , I meant if you're willing to get money without any attitude , there's some other ways which are even easier , for instance , begging on the street !

Traffic here is another nightmare , for 6km in the moring , you do need to count it for at least 30 minutes , simply the car here moves slower than a cow

Public transport is nightmare of nightmare , you could wait on the platform , the train is of course never on time , you could also wait in the train , then they would simply NOTICE you that it's cancelled because the chuffer is ill , we know you don't have many people , but do you have only one chuffer for national railway ?

Privacy simply doesn't exist in this culture , people are so curious , you don't know why they're so curious and you would never know ... They could question you for everything without sensing that it's just personal;they could stand right behind your computer screen , staring at what you're typing for your personal email without noticing how rude it is; They could just shouting their language and sending Dutch emails in an international working environment without respecting there's more than 20 expats who don't understand their minor language;They could spy on your life by making comments on with whom you go out , with whom you have a lunch, with whom you take coffees ... They simply want to know everything , I always wonder how come they CARE so much about the others' life ,if you tell them , they would try to know more and more , if you don't , they would say you don't want to talk to them ... Is there really nothing else to talk about but privacy?  

Earthquake in China , not much to say , when my new job settles , I will be in that part of China for one month to help MY People , not much I could do , but I will do my best , we're heart connected ...

China and Chinese government show what should be done during this disaster , this new leading party worths a respect , I love them , as much as I love my country , my language , my culture , my people ...

I believe there's always a place in people's mind , where you find a piece of memory which you can't erase ;

I believe there's always a moment in the night , when you heavily think, doubt and have questions to raise ;

I believe if the heart knows where the harmony would be, heart distances wouldn't be created ;

The moon light in the city , please warm his heart ,

after all these separation and tears start ;

The moon light in the city , please be there and pray for him ,

after all the pieces fallen apart ;

The moon light in the city , just promise ,

if once we meet again , let the happiness cover the entire night ...

Falling in love with Pekin Opera , great Chinese Culture. After being fans of ' Huang Mei Xi ' for years , Beijing Opera comes up to be on my menu . I do believe a lot of art needs age , life experience and certain taste to appreciate , and with I'm getting older and older , before first wrinkle coming out, I admire my taste changes to another step ...

From Wikipedia  :

Beijing opera or Peking opera (simplified Chinese: 京剧; traditional Chinese: 京劇; pinyin: Jīngjù) is a form of traditional Chinese theatre which combines music, vocal performance, mime, dance and acrobatics. It arose in the late 18th century and became fully developed and recognized by the mid-19th century.The form was extremely popular in the Qing Dynasty court and has come to be regarded as one of the cultural treasures of China.Major performance troupes are based in Beijing and Tianjin in the north, and Shanghai in the south.

Snow, rain, mistiness,  

A painting, a sculpture, a bundle in life, for years;

In, for a glance,

Out, exit hasn’t be found;

All the endings were pre-drafted , 

All the tears decided to re-depart , 

I treid to record the smiles , 

He tried  to wave goodbye , 

I tried to find back the booklet , 

saying it's not just passing by; 

Read it under the yellow light,

I tried to admit, time just flies …

Talking to a friend , he's an expat as well

He has a dutch gf and he said ' sometimes I can't believe they're so simple , and I even thought there must be some trick within ' , well , I said ' congratulations , it's always good to have someone simple than complex , and please just shut up and enjoy ' ...

Talking to a dutch friend , he said ' so how many dutch bfs you have so far ' , I said ' none and will never happen ' . ' why not ? ' he asked , ' because I don't foresee myself end up my life behind a large window within a dutch house , in this city. '

I sometimes feel it's making my life difficult by demanding that much , it might be cheerful to just accpet a certain life style and accept the person who wants to create this life style for you. By thinking about this , I can't breath anymore , it's tight and heavy. I waked up 4h00 at night , by nightmare , in which I have a life with a so-called nice person, going to the city at the weekend , shopping in market , then go back to a Dutch house ...it's so much fear, and I again , know better and better what I DO NOT want ...

9h47 in the morning , I can't sleep anymore, typing in front of my PC , to record my fear in March 2008 for a potential dutch life ...

( don't ever get me wrong here , my dutch friends , I do like all dutch friends , dutch people , and the border line is when I'm not internally involved into their lives )

Snowing in March, The Netherlands .

Tibet, a part of China , Tibetan flag on in front of Chinese embassy , European media ‘attacks china ‘ , I’m tired of the argument with the European I know , it’s inner business of China and please let go .

YM died , in Paris , 25 years old , Chinese . I met him once when I was still living in Champs-elysees , Paris . He came with his girlfriend , another girl I saw a couple of times only, we had one diner together , and I was shocked while reading parisien news online and seeing the pic on.

Jeremie on phone, still looking for opportunities to start a career. I told him I would be back to Paris at the end , that is true , I love Paris , where I see myself get old and grey .  

I can’t fall in love with a Dutch , I like my Dutch friends , D.J is my new Dutch friend , he’s very nice and as one of my other colleagues mentioned , he’s hired because of his good looking J I like to make friends with good looking people , super facial as always , I like Dutch who are open-minded , who’re easy to get along , who are friendly and direct , I like Dutch as much as I can , as friends . I love French , some of them only , of course , love the tongue of the language , love the attitude , love the way of viewing things in Paris , love Paris , the city WHO refreshed my blood . I recently start thinking about the city where I would settle down after 30s, Paris , London , Berlin , New York , HongKong … Maybe even Amsterdam . It’s a sign of getting old, I expect wrinkles coming out very very soon …

2008 , the fashion trend ? What the hell makes you think that I would know ? I carried back one pair of shoes from Rome , in handbag by the way , crazy ? not really , they look so good , too good to be with my other package , different classes ... Since when even a pair of shoes start having class? I donno , by the way , just to confirm , I do know they look amazing and I'm bullshitting here , again !

Pet has something to do with woman , or the other way around ... Pets sometimes look like their Mr or Miss, as you could see from the pic , they both are from top category ; Suddently remember a cow , what her pet looks like ? Some people know what I'm talking about here ...

Remember today reading one funny blog about Paris , therefore , Paris is an attitude , so is fashion ...