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A walk on the sea

Just took a walk literally “ON” the sea since the water was completely frozen.

It was my third time walking on ice.

The first time was in Kiruna, a small town in the arctic circle in northern Sweden. We were walking on a lake and the guide told us to keep a distance from each other, so as not to break the ice and get ourselves frozen in the lake. It made us all nervous but in the
end I found him to be kidding. You can even drive trucks on that. On the way back the guide drove the van onto a lake and showed us how it was like to drift on ice.

The second time I was walking on the shore around Otaniemi and found many Finns skiing or ice fishing on the sea. So I walked on it with great care, and found out it was quite safe to walk there.

This morning I was originally planning to take a walk along the coast line. But then again I found some guys
playing on the sea. So I stepped out on it. At first I was a bit afraid, after all we were getting positive temperatures in the past few days. But after a while I was sure that there was nothing to be afraid of. I jumped on the sea and nothing happened. Besides, walking on the sea is much easier than walking on the road. Walking on the sea is like struggling in a swamp, as snow could be very thick at some points; while walking on the road was like dancing Waltz on a mirror, because the roads
are covered with ice and a very thin layer of fresh snow. And this time I used GPS to track my location and ended up with the following trail.

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The whole trail is 7 kilometers and my average speed was 4.39 km/h. But the top speed was 13.36 km/h because I was chasing by a shark. LOL.

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Take a break

Only three months to go before I have to deliver my thesis. It’s supposed to be 9-month work but I have to complete in less than five months; otherwise I’ll have to pay expensive tuition and enroll for the next academic year. When you receive something you need to give away some at the same time.

We have EU founding to support our studies; in return we have to stick with one study program and
complete the study in time. For these kinds of programs there’s not so much flexibility compared with other self-founding programs. At KTH I had the most boring courses in my life. All I had to do there is to configure routers. It would be fun when you have one of these courses; but having more than half of the curriculum trying to teach you to design a network was like forcing soldiers to stay in lecture halls listening to all kinds of theories all day long. It’s sick; it’s not what
you are expecting.

But anyhow technical stuff in school life should not be the most important. It’s a whole new world and I wouldn’t force myself into something one can learn anywhere. Apart from the boring studies, life in Sweden and Finland is better than anyone could expect. There’s beautiful nature, multicultural environment and nice folks everywhere. One of the most important reasons I love here is how people enjoy life. No one seems to be pushing you
forward; no one tries to persuade you into doing something;
 you don’t have much pressure saving money in order to buy an apartment; you are away from people’s nagging of what you should do and what you shouldn’t. It is just comfortable, cozy and easy to have a life as such.

Eat when you are hungry; drink when thirsty; rest when tired. Simple rules often work best. Seize the day.

I don’t need to worry about anything since I know somehow
I’ll finish the thesis in time. And I even don’t care how exactly I’m gonna do that. But I will.

Enjoy as much as possible, even if you are doing research. 🙂

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We need a talk

Weird, I’ve been thinking talking with people isn’t actually a waste of time. During the past few days I’ve been talking with people and it turned out to be quite pleasant experiences. You get to know people when you start a discussion.

I didn’t know Bangladesh was called East Pakistan 30 years ago. Yea I knew India, Pakistan and Bangladesh used to be one whole country under the
jurisdiction of Great Britain. I got to know India was divided into three when I was discussing with some classmates last year. But I never realized Pakistan and Bangladesh used to be one country. It was refreshing to know that when I was talking with one Pakistani today during lunch.

Earlier I’ve heard of rumors on how Jews are ruling America and why Obama was chosen to ease the anger or suspect of the people; I’ve heard of how Mao Xinyu has been pretending to be a fool
so as not to be banished or killed; I’ve heard legends of how masters of Mahjong observe on the table and connect players’ behaviours to their fates…

I’m not sure if all of those still stand against existing evidence or just logically correct, still it doesn’t stop me enjoying these rumors. They open my eyes and enable me to think from different perspectives. As I see it, this is one of the most beneficial factors one could have out of China, besides the
accessibility of YouTube, Twitter, Facebook and porn videos. In China people tend to think the same and behave the same. “One (unrealistic) dream, one (occlusive) world.” Uniformity is always the rule of thumb. But here, at least in Europe, you feel individuals bear vastly different opinions over the same issue. Most importantly they are not afraid of speaking out their minds. You understand them better; the communications with Europeans are easier than with Asians for me. In some
occasions I’m just fascinated with their thoughts; their ideas are sometimes peculiar but always refreshing.

Frequent exchanging of ideas helps us to be understood better. The other day the French guy asked me if it’s a joke when we say we don’t have access to Facebook. When I replied yes he seemed shocked. It could be difficult for him to figure out why, but having this in mind may help him understand how terrified of the external world.

I was feeling weird because I
always thought talking and communicating with people is useless, or not so efficient at best, compared with reading. Now I’ve got a new figure. It’s nice to talk with people. It’s necessary to get a picture of others’ thoughts and make yourself understood. So let’s talk.

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Beautiful world

Now we are starting to have positive temperatures here. The weather is just gorgeous everyday. The breeze is fresh; the sky is clear; the sun is shining. You feel warm inside out. You can clearly see how people are smiling: their brows flying upward and eyes narrowed — that’s how you smile under the sunshine, isn’t it? You could even see reflection of bright teeth once in a while. It’s just as cozy
as one could possibly imagine.

The snow starts to melt but the roads are still slippery and reflexive. Even so it doesn’t stop people coming out doing exercises and enjoying life. All kinds of people, old or young, chubby or skinny, are jogging or doing Nordic walking in tights. Though at times you can notice white steam coming out of people’s mouths, it doesn’t make you feel chilly. Instead you get a burning feeling as if you have joint them doing exercises; it’s like
there’s a flow of energy inside you trying very hard to burst out.

The French guy across the corridor has already started wearing shorts. The first thing he said when he saw me was: “Its hot!” As a matter of fact, it is, since inside the office it was around 30 degrees. And as the sunshine flows inside, you feel it’s already summer time.

I opened the window, fresh air pours in. Closing my eyes, I could feel the cool air moving from my cheek to the neck. It’s just
amazing.

All of a sudden you hear birds singing; they are not owls; it’s like canaries’ chirps up from paradise. I looked out trying to figure out where the little spirits were, but with no success. Maybe they are in paradise; you never know. I’ll just leave them alone, enjoying their divine melodies with a grateful heart.

What a wonderful world. 

P.S. I have to admit it’s damn hard to write a descriptive essay; this is the best I could come up
with right now.

P.S.2. I love Louis Armstrong’s “What a wonderful world”.

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Mobile fantasies

This morning I was going to work with Rasib and we had a little chat on mobile phones. He told me that people in Bangladesh would be willing to pay months’ salary to buy fancy cell phones. Some dudes are so insanely crazy that they have good shiny mobiles, but they cannot even afford to pay subscriptions. It’s funny to picture someone carrying an iPhone while not being able to talk over it, instead he
goes to public telephones to make a call…

Earlier I’ve read similar stories with Vietnamese. They spend a fortune on mobile phones that may bring them self-assurance. To think a bit, maybe people are not so irrational when we look upon ourselves. As a matter of fact we all do the same thing every now and then. Buying fancy clothes and boots than one should; attending not-so-affordable high-class universities; humiliating oneself so as to get in some community,
etc.

The common thing behind the scene is that we spent more than we could afford to get such a feeling that we are important, or at least as important as others, if not more important. We are eager to get ourselves recognized all the time by pretending to be more respectful than others. Failing doing that, we may at least try to tell ourselves apart from the ‘losers’.

But what’s a loser anyway? Paying more than one could possibly afford doesn’t look like a winner’s
behaviour for me. One may look great doing that, taking away the fact he may be feeling miserable at the same time. People are always pretending to be someone else, at last they are confused and insecure and lost in others’ images. Isn’t that pathetic?

Using iPad doesn’t make you Steve Jobs; wearing black frame glasses doesn’t make you an art director, no matter how hard you try. You’re just yourself and no one else.

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No more Chinese

So this is it — I’ve decided not to write in Chinese anymore here on my website. Reasons being:

1. I need to practise English. The other day after an interview I was going to Jorvas with the interviewer.

He said, “Your English is good, better than most Chinese I’ve interviewed”.

I smiled, “I heard of the saying that when one is complimented that his English is good, it means he’s still not so good compared with native speakers”.

“That’s true.”

Then I explained, “My English isn’t as good as you’ve just seen; but I’m not afraid of speaking out and making mistakes; I don’t really like to hang out with Chinese either. I’m now in a foreign environment and I need to take advantage of this. Spending all days with a bunch of Chinese makes me feel like I’m still in China. And by the way, I’m not much a fan of China.”

Again I complimented him, “”Are you a Swedish-speaking-Finn? ‘Cause most Finns I’ve met don’t seem interested in Swedish — you talked to me in Swedish during the interview.”

“No, my mother tongue is Finnish. Most Finns study Swedish in school and they seldom find it useful. For me I go to Stockholm quite often and I’ve worked there for quite a period, so I got practising Swedish everyday with the Swedes.”

So that’s my point. Practice makes perfect.

2. I want to help the one I love with her English. I believe she is the only one seriously following my blog. She has read every single entry I posted here. By switching the language it may remind her keeping practising English.

3. I don’t have Chinese input in most of my OS’s. English is ubiquitous.

That was the preface. (*Long* preface as always, huh?)

Back to the interviewer I  mentioned above. I met him again the other day in the restaurant. He looked at my ID badge and said, “Now you just started here and I’m leaving the company.”

“Where are you going?”

“I’m going to a start-up.”

I was surprised, “What kind of company are you starting up?”

“No, I’m not starting up my own company. I’m working with others.”

He told me their idea, sounds pretty promising. I was still surprised. Leaving a Chief Scientist position sounds like crazy for me. But I admire his courage. People do think differently.

This evening I was just opening my door and going cooking, when the girl across the hall opened her door at the same time. I said hi and she nodded back.

“By the way,” she went in and came out again, holding “The Epoch Times”, “is this your magazine? ‘Cause it’s Chinese.”

“No… But it’s kinda ‘illegal’ newspaper from the perspective of Chinese government.”

I took the newspaper and found here room number and my name written on it.

“Shit, where the hell did they get my name, and why they put her address.” I said to myself.

It was my first time talking talking with her and it turns out she’s planning to visit Beijing during the Christmas this year. She booked the ticked today and she wanted to go there because she “hates Christmas and the church”. She’s from Germany and has been here for several years. She first came to Finland as an high school exchange student and then got enrolled in the university.

“But I’m not really studying here. I’m working in a day-care and I’m transfering to the University of Amsterdam by the end of June. I have to study Dutch now.”

“But isn’t Dutch quite close to German?”

“Yes but I have to be as fluent as the native. I was studying Chinese but now I have to give my time to Dutch.”

I was surprised, again. Here when you talk to people you will aways be surprised, they always have something you’ve never thought of. She said two sentences in Chinese, not bad at all.

“I hope I can speak some Chinese when I arrive at Beijing.”

That may be one of the reasons why Chinese are so lagged behind. We talk too much but don’t know how to turn the big plans into actions. I’m ashamed of that.

Now I have two more reasons for not using Chinese anymore:

4. It’s much easier to record my daily life using English. I don’t have to translate everything into Chinese, which is really a pain in the ass.

5. English looks better with my current website template.

That’s it.

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差距

前几天在公司开会,一个长的就像科学家的大叔演示了他一个人用业余时间做的智能家庭自动化控制系统。自己买传感器,网线,自己布线,自己写软件,做出的系统能监测室内温度湿度亮度,监测洗衣机状态,衣服烘干之后给他发短信,在jabber上发消息,或者在facebook上更新状态……这些就算了,他连家里吐丝机的状态都能远程监测到……他在家专门有一间数据中心,里面放着各种交换机,路由器,以及他用10欧元的旧笔记本搭起来的服务器;他给这个系统分配了好几个子网,用了几百条网线……如果这个还不算什么的话,前几天他听说我拿到了一个开发板,可以集成ZigBee和GPS模块,于是问我那东西好不好编程,因为他想做个东西来追踪自己的小孩……太可怕了……

刚刚拿到了一个小公司还没上市的产品,一个Linux盒子。捣鼓了一下,感觉人跟人的差距真大。自己好歹也用了五六年的Linux了,别人玩一玩就可以整出自己的系统来,比如Ubuntu,MeeGo,Android,运气好还能赚不少钱;玩腻了在开源社区纠集一帮人或者自己单兵作战,整出个新的操作系统,比如什么TinyOS,Arduino之类的,部署到WSN节点上为物联网添砖加瓦;再不济也写写网络协议栈,在KTH时有一老兄就写了个微型的TCP/IP,据说后来被某个公司用到卫星上去了。自己捣鼓了这么多年除了会配置一些基本的服务之外就什么都不会了,加上现在Linux系统GUI的发展,想装模作样用用命令行吸引小女生们敬佩的眼光也越来越难了……

技术上比不上人家就算了,连名字都没人家的拉风。公司里两个小头头一个叫“油腻”,一个叫“压你”,还有一个老兄叫“嗨妹”,比不过这几个就算了,毕竟人家是欧洲人。但是人家孟加拉人的名字也很拉风啊,叫“拉屎不”…新来一个三叔(阿三大叔,简称三叔)叫“拿磷”,难不成是个喜欢自焚的主?(以上名字均为标准音译)

P.S.
我的博客开放用户留言评论了,也可以注册,大家有兴趣请移步于此:

http://ldy.name/component/user/register.html

 

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有锅一族

今天出门的时候感觉比较冷,到了公司发现温度计上赫然显示着零下二十九度…头一次发现赫尔辛基的温度计也可以这么吓人,孟加拉同学还专门跑到我办公室,一脸兴奋的告诉我外面有多少度…

不知道是不是天气太冷的缘故,今天头一直一阵一阵的疼,每过几分钟就有一种有人那针刺大脑的感觉。一天就看了一篇报告。不过学校的论文模板很给力,我就记了三段话的笔记,生成pdf后就有一页了,比用ieee会议的双栏排版有成就感多了…

导师度假去了,又没有硬性规定任务,加之头痛难忍,加之没吃早饭午饭…理由真多啊…我就早退了…

进入正题。我去买了厨具,成为了一名有电饭锅的新时代男人。到芬兰半年多了,今天头一次做饭给自己吃,都是眼泪啊…哥也有今天啊…

正题完毕,谢谢围观。

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新玩具

最近在公司做毕设,每天早上坐四十多分钟的公交车出城。在车上百无聊赖,于是在亚马逊上买了个新玩具,三星galaxy tab。看着像平板,用着也像,但其实它是个手机……一个七寸的巨型手机……上班的时候可以打打电话,看书,玩游戏打发时间。没有实体键盘确实不太好用,不过用习惯之后应该就好了。百度手机输入法还不错,现在差不多可以盲打了,这段话就是在新玩具上写出来的……

我出手的时间似乎很好,因为刚才看了下,竟然又涨了五十英镑……

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新年好

越长大,越觉得一年晃起来真快。嘴角还有去年除夕跟同学一起包的饺子的余香,一眨眼又过了一年。想细细清点一下过去的一年,发现竟然没有多少回忆还存在脑海。当然有几件事情这辈子我也不会忘记。

No. 1 的大事就是找到女朋友了。她是一个年轻漂亮的姑娘,一双小眼睛在笑起来的时候总会躲的不见踪影,白皙的皮肤没有丝毫瑕疵,胖嘟嘟的小脸蛋总让我想抚摸亲吻;她会让我围她的围巾,或者让我把我的围巾给她围上;她说要让我的围巾留有她的香味,嗯,现在闭上眼闻的话隐约还有……她有主见有想法,独立坚强,不同于我见过的任何女生;她偶尔也会任性,看电影也会看得流眼泪;她会看着我傻傻的笑,比我看着她的傻笑还傻……她比女神更美,却没有那样遥不可及,她是我的女人……

No. 2 的事情就是今天刚得到的消息,毕设有着落了。在某个公司的实验室做,虽然看我有奖学金不给钱,但我也知足了,先攒点经验再说。

No. 3,出国一年半之后总算回了趟国,那个还是让我爱恨交加的祖国。朋友们还是老样子,没有我之前害怕的隔阂;家人身体也好,思想也在尽量向我靠拢。

No. 4,嗯,没有了……

新的一年祝大家心想事成,想啥有啥;祝女朋友身体健康,万事如意,早日拿到心仪的offer;祝她的家人身体健康,家庭和睦,财源广进;祝我的家人和亲朋好友身体健康,事事顺心;祝自己新的一年过的充实精彩,早日跟女朋友团聚,顺利毕业找到心仪的工作。

新年新气象,大家吃好喝好玩好睡好,新的一年混好!

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乔迁新居

九月份排队申请房子,到了年底还是排400多名,住房一点希望都没有。后来听说可以以没有住房为由申请提升优先级,经过交涉之后马上就排到了70名,没过几天就分到房子了。

回来后第二天拿到了钥匙,房子还不错,虽然比较老,但也宽敞明亮干净;独立卫浴,布局跟国内标间一样;让我惊喜的是有个小冰箱,让我临走前在北京机场买的熊猫冰箱贴派上了用场,话说这个熊猫是可以摆造型的,虽然不是功夫熊猫的样子,但我觉得它也是会功夫的,有图有真相。:D

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大致看了下房间后下楼转悠,在地下室找到了张床。于是把东西从同学家搬过来之后,又让同学帮忙把床抬到我房间,虽然小了点,而且高不到三十公分,但也勉强能睡。今天又请同学帮忙,在回收站抬了张桌子回来,还捡了把没有靠背的椅子,家里总算像个样子了。几张图:

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发现我的背包还挺多的……

整个房间:

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另一张:

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捡的桌子:

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房间很空啊:

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傲雪凌霜

最近很忙,有一种所有东西都压过来的感觉。虽然只有两门考试,但是由于平时学的不认真,只有临时抱佛脚;毕设依然未定,不过这两天四个面试,这频率也太高了点。

明天回家,不知道一年半之后回到家会有什么样的感觉,不知父母头上有没有新添银丝……但是我又不敢想的太多,因为我怕自己回到家的时候亲人已经认不出我了,我还是一年前的那个我吗?我自己也没有答案。既期待,又恐慌,索性不想了。

收拾东西,打包搬家,发现自己东西竟然多了不少,看来有一点要安定下来的味道了。只是明年的住房问题还没解决,估计回来之后会居无定所好一阵子。

不管怎样,问题总会解决的,一切顺其自然。冬天会走,春天会来,我要像松柏一样,傲雪凌霜,矗立在那里,守候春天的第一缕暖阳。

其实我不知道这棵树是什么树……

明天的两个面试是今年最后的战役了,相信自己能行的!

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忙里偷闲

昨天晚上奋战到两点,终于把本学期的最后一个大作业做完了。终于有时间睡了个懒觉,终于有时间看小说看电影了。

盘着腿斜坐在椅子里,一手捧着书,一手从桌上端起飘香的茶杯,送到嘴边慢慢呷着。电脑一会儿放着上个世纪的老歌,一会儿放着好几个世纪前的交响乐;窗外虽然照例没有阳光,却倒也明亮,灰白的天空跟被雪覆盖的地面浑然一色;雪地上偶尔会路过几个行人,牵着狗悠闲地散着步,或者背着书包往学校走;窗前的树上永远少不了那只松鼠,它一会儿在树枝间窜上窜下,一会儿又跑到停车场,捉迷藏似的从不同的车下穿进穿出,在雪地上跳跃着跑出我的视线。

出国一年多,从来没有感觉过不习惯。事实上从我到达的那一刻起我就喜欢上了这里,这里无可挑剔的自然环境,这里善良单纯的人们,这里轻松和谐的氛围。陌生的语言环境,狭窄固定的人际圈子,与中国菜无法比较的食物,冬季漫长的寒冷和黑夜,都不曾丝毫影响我对这里的喜爱。

这里不是天堂,在这里我也会遇到各种各样的问题和麻烦。但是在这里我能静下心来思考,我能盯着窗外的雪欣赏半天,偶尔也能放下手中的事情来做点儿自己想做的事情。

我喜欢这里的宁静,仅此而已。

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儿童节

是的,今天是儿童节。现在世界上有两种儿童节,一种是社会主义阵营提出的“国际儿童节”,英文“International Children’s Day”,一般是六月一日;另一种是联合国建议的“世界儿童节”,英文“Universal Children’s
Day”。人老了之后总爱回忆过往,无论多小的一点一滴,总能勾起我对童年的回忆,回忆起当年的童真和稚嫩,常常会忍俊不禁,继而惶恐无措,迷茫无奈,不知如何是好。

小时候跟小朋友一起爬树翻墙,偷偷去河里游泳;回家被骂被打,第二天跟小朋友交流各自检讨的写法之后,又屡教不改的去别人果园偷吃水果。从来不怕父母打骂,却怕极了老师的批评。寒暑假作业从来不做,等快要开学了就抢过小女生的作业本拼命地抄。经常被老师罚抄写句子,常常一只手拿着两支笔并行作业。考试成绩从来是中等,没考过双百也没有过不及格。见过慈眉善目的老太太教思想品德,也见识过罚我蹲在办公桌下背书的暴力的年轻语文老师。没有当过大队长,也不知道三道杠和一道杠到底谁官大。放学后跟同学一起排队走回家,谁不好好走在队伍里面第二天必定被老师批评。每天早上唱着“我去炸学校”上学,在校门口买个三毛钱的肉包子吃得口水能滴到鞋上。那时还爱吃方便面,特别爱收集水浒传的人物卡,常常为武松和张飞谁的武功高跟同学争得脸红脖子粗。六一儿童节上台跳过舞,也叉着腰唱过好汉歌,笑话同学扑过粉的脸白的像僵尸,却不知自己的脸更白。

小时候总是觉得时间过得太慢,希望自己赶快长大;这么多年之后确实长大了,时间也慢慢的不够用了,小时候的愿望却无一成真,烦恼倒是增添了不少。于是慢慢的在烦恼中变老,偶尔回首,却发现过往的烦恼已不再是烦恼,而可以作为调剂现在心情的良药。

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巧合

昨天晚上11点多去洗手间,发现室友坐在厨房饶有兴致的看报纸,我心里琢磨着他真刻苦,为了学芬兰语连广告都不放过。

今天中午吃完饭去洗苹果,发现他又坐在那里看报纸。我正洗着苹果,突然听到我的房门“砰”的关上了——我开着窗户,风一吹门就关上了。但是我的钥匙在屋里……

于是找室友借手机,他说:“我的手机在房间里面”。

原来他的钥匙也被锁在房间里了……

他已经给HOAS打过电话,过了半个小时保安来了,帮他开了门;然后我说,我的钥匙也被锁在里面了。保安出于职业道德的考虑,憋着笑给我开了门。估计他也很少遇到这种情况吧。

这个巧合有一点好处:我和室友可以平分账单……

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