Last night Tianyi and I saw off a friends who was leaving for California. It was my very first time to send a friend away — I usually try to avoid it in fear of inability to handle this kind of situation. On the way to airport, I teased the friend as usual, “I really wish the flight would be cancelled”. Guess what? The flight was put off to the next morning [ Was it under my curse? I should try buying lottery yesterday. ]. Fortunately I’m not powerful enough to stop the flight again and my friend finally went on his way.
Another friend had planed to visit me this Tuesday but pitifully she couldn’t make it. I can totally understand it but still felt somewhat disappointed. I believe we still have a bunch of chances to meet in the future, but I thought this one would be exciting. Anyway, someone was not supposed to leave, but left; someone was supposed to come, but didn’t. In our life, friends just come and go; in friends’ lives, we just stop and leave.
C’est la Vie.

Though I haven’t blogged for a few days, I still check my blog from time to time to moderate the comments. As you read in the section “Something You Should Know Before You Post a Comment”, I edit or delete those content obviously inappropriate or offensive. That’s a necessary step if you run a blog in that you don’t want your blog to be abused by vicious visitors who spam your blog with links to their sponsored porn websites.
Today my blog was crammed with comments linked to porn sites. They all wear sugar coats like “what a wonderful site!” “nice blog” but in essence they are poisonous. This is not the first time my blog got bombed by those spam comments but this is the biggest one. I’ve got 62 altogether today and even when I’m writing this entry they are still coming! And the worse thing is that after I cleared out all the bad comments in the morning, they flooded again in the afternoon. “IP banning” in movabletype is of no use when the comments came from unique IP addresses.
I’m considering enabling comment moderation which is known as one of the most significant improvements in Movabletype 3.0. But that’s not exactly what I want to do. I hope people can post whatever they think of my post or myself freely and I can understand how frustrated to find out comments would be published after the blogger approve them. I’m gonna fight back, but how?
Update:
I’m not the only one running into this problem. Even Wang Jianshuo posted in Movabletype Support Forum for help. I’ll keep an eye on that topic and hopefully get an answer from the geeks.

Whatever I ranted about, I finally got a Gmail. Things changed when you are in the same boat. Now it’s time to explore tips and tricks about the damned mailbox. Read it from gmailwiki. The original text can be found here.
Unread mail
Kendel of gmail-users@googlegroups.com writes:

“For those who haven’t noticed, if you create a label named Unread, you need no filter: it will list and bring up your unread mail.
The only current flaw is that it doesn’t refresh well: if you have three new mails, each labelled X, your X and Unread labels will show (3). However, if you read them out of your X label list, the Unread label list will show one more than you still have.
i.e., if you read one from your X list (viewing your X label) it will then show
X (2)
Unread (3)
If you read another:
X (1)
Unread (2)
Etc.
Unread will refresh to (0) when next refreshed for any reason.

BUT, it’s there, and it works.”

Texas critter adds: “A minor thing and once you click on any label, including “Unread”, it corrects the count.”

I’m sharing an apartment with another girl, which means we are sharing a big fridge too. A big fridge. Yeah, that’s my pain.
When you have enough space in fridge, it would be a sin not to fill it with food and any other editable stuff. Imagine that, when you wake up from hunger at midnight and surprised to find your fridge has turned to be a stand-up air conditioner, how panic you would be!!!
In fear of starvation and boredom, I usually store all kinds of vegetables, meats and fruits. One of my everyday happiness is to see my treasure in fridge but don’t touch them [ see ,it's not an eating disorder physically ] . It might be kind of sarcastic for a person on a diet that I bought ever more food than before I started the diet. Anyway, refraining myself from eating has been a pain. I won’t let myself suffer more from “NO FOOD TO EAT WHEN I WANT”.
Every Friday I go grocery shopping with my friends. I used to maintain a good habit to check my food first then plan what to buy. Do you notice I used the phrase “used to”? No, I’m not doing it now. Truth to tell I have no idea what’s in my fridge and I don’t care about it. I just can’t help buying stuff I’m not gonna use and I enjoy that.
Do you know how to treat my fridgemania??? Feel free to make a comment if you run into the same problem or if you know how to cure it. All comments are welcomed.

Best treatment for homesickness. Having some iced mung bean soup in summer days has been a family tradition.
Here is my recipe.
1. Add some mung bean and water into rice cooker. Cook them like rice.
2. Be patient and you’ll get thick and hearty mung bean soup.

We call those unmarried guys bachelors [ they were born with a degree. What a world!!! ]. What would we entitle those unmarried women? Ph.Ds?
I read about an article claiming that the place where you may meet with most bachelor ladies is business school. It seems like in superwomen’s eyes, the title of MBA seems more attractive than guys. That’s a sad and weak excuse. The author came up with six factors which might keep women from getting involved in a romance: being too aggressive, being too strong-willed, being too independent, being too feministic, hardly regret having made the choice and knows too much on how to succeed in career. In one word, no matter how pretty, smart and elegant the women are, they are, in some guys’ eyes, everything but not a woman.
“There are three sorts of people in the world: men, women and women with Ph.D degrees. ” That’s one of the most well-known jokes originated from New Oriental School, a famous cram school for English study in China. New Oriental School is not the only place in China where people think that way. Sadly the stereotype that equals women with high degrees to masculine women still dominates in today’s modern society. When you are introduced as a doctoral student to someone else, it’s no surprise that you would get more sympathies than admiration. And if you are unlucky enough to be single, you deserve it simply because you will be a doctor and few Chinese men have the guts to marry a woman Ph.D.
Interestingly that in western world that’s not the case. Margaret Thatcher was married. Hillary Clinton was married. Carly Fiorina was married. Most female faculties in my college have their own happy families and they are devoted to their careers as well. Are their husbands braver than Chinese counterparts? Or do they see something in a woman through her heart instead of under her cap?

I am very mean. I have an ugly plan to demonize blog.blogchina.com [ I do not even link to it here and won't give it any chance to raise its pagerank from my site]. Why? Coz I do hate this so-called grassroots media but indeed an “elite club”. Here comes the chance. Let’s see how this smug PIONEER copies the layout from blogger.com without any shame.
First off, Let us have a look at this. The first one is a part of screenshot from blog.blogchina.com.

This is from blogger.com

Anyone with eyes can see the similarities. Now Let’s get closer and observe more details.


Absolutely plagiarism, huh? Regretfully, I failed to find any detailed copyright infomation on blogger.com but this one is enough.

Good luck, blogchina. I’m watching you. Shame on you.

Via FeedBurner, good stuff for personal branding wherever pasting HTML code is permitted.

Basically I am a creature of roller coasters. My mania for rolling over and over could have been detected by my experience in California Adventure Park. Yet, it was surely confirmed by Xuying and my zeal for the Six Flags Great America located in Gurnee, IL.
The trip was regarded as the extension of celebration for my birthday. Okay, okay, I admit it’s just another excuse to indulge myself. Anyway, this is my very first time to play in a roller coaster theme park since I came to U.S. Isn’t this memorable?
Whizzer was just a warm-up. DÉJÀ VU was thrilling enough to blow my head off and it repeated itself. Raging bull was waiting for us to tame. Viper was twisting in the fear of death. Superman was inviting us to fly with him like a super hero. Batman was leading us through his Gotham City. Ragin’ Cajun was reminding us of the Chinese counterpart known as Mad Mouse. Vertical Velocity was pumping us to the sky and showing us the power of speeding. Demon was guiding us going through the time tunnel.
Riding in a car at the speed of over 80 miles and rushing down at the angle of 90 with hands raised is always my favorite game. Only at this moment can I feel like being on the fringe of life. Isn’t it cool to go back to life and step on the ground after all of these?

This is a good day for Amei & Horse.

Best wishes to you two!!!