中年34岁刚刚好

 我的中年，不要有大腹偏偏的大叔样；我要更加的自律，更加的努力提升自己的个人修养与素质。

我要实现小时候的梦想，而且我也一步一步的在接近朝我的目标前进。

小时候的梦想就是想成为有钱人，如今有钱后又想要成为自由人，自由翱翔久后又想要找个喜欢的地方然后安居乐业下来，稳定了以后又想要去进修，不管是学业还是心灵方面，若干年后可能你会看见我放弃这里的一切，去喜马拉雅深山里修行；也或许看到我在战场上给予贫困的孩童医疗援助，等等。这一些都是金钱换不来的。

前提是，我要变得有钱。

钱对我来说很重要，这个社会是现实的，我父母从小就灌输我金钱的重要性，当我要成为以上的某某某，首先我必须得经济独立，必须可以安排好身边的一切事物才可以随心所欲的做我想做的事。

求学时代在电影院看了一部戏，剧中的女主角开着一辆玛莎拉蒂，那是我第一次听过的名字，Maserati，一见钟情的车子，33岁时自己也有能力买了辆送我自己。

《Crazy Rich Asian》剧中的Belanda House，那栋建设在森林里的半山别墅也是我很喜欢的豪宅之一，最近也买了栋11800sqft的别墅，一样是在半山，会花上我一身的心血去改造这栋豪宅。由于近期来住的5星酒店都是sponsorship，而且每一次都很匆忙要去游泳，健身，Jacuzzi, Steam & Sauna，然后要去听讲座，心想要是可以把这些设施统统都搬回家里的话，那我天天回到自己家就仿佛天天住在Hilton的感觉。

又因为喜欢咖啡+酒吧，家里也要有个coffee bar，我的朋友圈不大，基本上除了病人以外甚少出外结交朋友。要有地下停车场（车库），车子不需要太多，但一定会有一辆敞篷跑车，因为我出门车不开冷气，只有这种车是最适合我了。还要有一个电梯。

我要的其实就只是这些不多。

还有我的《一年开一间诊所》的目标目前还在实践着，目前筹备着我的第四间诊所（2023），我们拭目以待吧！

Doctor life

I just notice the existence of this blog yesterday . Life back to west Malaysia, a step closer to my home . Yesterday check total cholesterol 5.9, borderline high , due to this sedentary stress- free life as a medical officer at Klinik Kesihatan.

Melaka house in progress. Recently browse through all the furniture shops , tiring yet fun! So much in love with solid woods, so I book one of those antique clock.

Kayu jati, one of the best quality wooden product , imported from Indonesia.

警察局

来到Sarawak准准一个月里跑了警察局两趟，就连那边执勤夜班的女警官都认识我了，一看到我的脸就直接问我：Dr Lew, hari  ni apa pasal lagi? 是这边的人太过善良到我真的一点防备心都没有？所以还珠格格的那句话还是对的：最安全的地方就是最危险的地方。

虽然我的家与警察局互相对望了几十年，但是过去27年以来，我在西马真的是从来没有进去过警察局报案过（除了一次跟爸爸一起去报案关于车辆保险的事情）。很多时候我真的什么事情都没有通知家里人，甚至是我爱的人，我的人就是这幅德性，过于独立自主，自己可以想办法解决的事情我绝对不会开口求人，甚至是到了已经要打官司的地步，我才会开口跟爸爸讲一声。（假设性）

在Venezuela关于passport visa过境的事情我都可以独自一人解决了，世界上还有什么事情难得倒我？ 就像在医院也是这样子，我的patients我自己会搞掂，跟Sasi的性格很相似！

跑了两趟警察局，我也因此认识了这里的一个印度警长，还有他的私人号码，叫我有什么事情可以第一时间通知他，哈哈，生平第一次感受到什么是安全感了！（女人最欠缺的feeling）

由于经常一个人在外旅游，我从小到大都是一个危险意识很好的人，所以对于安全感这种感觉，自从出国念书后就已经好久没有感受过了，即使是在父母身边，还是躲在刘府里都好 ，反正到哪里我都会顾好我自己。

我无法预测未来，就像我无法预知今晚的梦境会是什么？
 昨晚的梦太过真实了：我的车子在一个右拐弯后突然刹车失灵，然后前面一道闪光灯照过，我一睁开眼睛就发现漆黑一片，手脚瘫痪，我是真的车祸了吗？我还活着吗？怎么都没有痛？人死后就是这种感觉吗？不知所措。一个翻身才发现我躺在自己的床上，呼吸时急促的。

 今天急诊部门当红的新闻就是那个surgical MO在round的时候今早突然间collapsed，然后CTbrain显示脑出血，而且是pontine bleed，prognosis很不好的一种诊断。然后中午看到外科，麻醉科，急诊的Boss全部在忙着急救。Elective intubation其实是很困难的选择，要是我知道我下一秒钟也许就醒不过来了，我还会有那股勇气去让别人帮我插管吗？

她跟我同龄，只是辈分上我应该叫她senior。年纪轻轻就这样突然间倒下来了。听说是AVM，我还记得以前的一个美国留学生也是脑袋存有一颗计时炸弹，没动手术还行，一进手术室就永远都出不来了。如果我只剩下3天的时间，我还会像现在这样浑浑噩噩的过生活吗？我还会天天在想着如果省下每一分钱去做我想做的事情，走我想走的路，吃我想吃的东西吗？到时候什么都不重要了，我预测我的最后一秒钟会是跟着我心爱的人慢慢渡过，然后把我的回忆传给我的下一代，好让大家惦记着我。

昨晚突然看到了以前在印度读书时期，每逢母情节都会自制video然后youtube share回家给妈妈。如今，我偶尔还是会想起妈妈？有一种画面已经在梦境里出现过n次了：
爸爸跟阿姨一如往常的在店铺里打理生意，然后我回家看到妈妈在厨房后庭，我一直觉得妈妈还活着，可是爸爸却有了阿姨。妈妈没有说什么，也没有伤心流泪，也许她知道她有一天一定会先离开我们，倒不如成全爸爸的幸福。回忆起小时候，我之所以会唸医学系其中一个原因也是因为妈妈。如果我

昨天在门诊部看见一对很恩爱的夫妻，年纪半百依旧彼此互相扶持。病人是老爷爷，但是他却让位给老奶奶坐，因为老奶奶关节炎。老爷爷听觉弱，所以老奶奶就取代他成为他的助听器，两人缺一不可。白发苍苍的两老虽然之间谈不上什么爱情，但是岁月真的证明了一切。所以两人可以一起慢慢变老是件幸福的事。

没有完成一本书是我这一生中的其中一个遗憾！
没有

PMS? (Premenstrual Syndrome)

明天就是冬至了，昨晚就早早庆祝了，趁大家都还在家里off day的时候，我就买了汤圆和一些白糖，然后煮给大家吃，当作是提早过冬。反正又不是第一次了，而且我也习惯了每一次不是提早，就是延期庆祝节日， 医生的生活就是如此，别人平安夜在吃着火鸡大餐自己却得空着肚子oncall。然后他们洗一个碗都要把整间厨房弄湿到好像水灾酱，我干脆叫他们放着碗碟隔天我自己洗，真是进不了厨房的男子汉！
 
已经到了三毛都救不了我的一种低潮期了。一直觉得自己在虚度光阴，这是我一直以来最害怕的事情。也许是过去两年的Housemanship生活太过多姿多彩了，除了浑浑噩噩的工作时间外，offday就会Plan去马六甲/回家/上KL，然后一结束两年医院实习的日子就马上展开了我的Borneo, Japan, Spain, Central & SouthAmerica背包旅行，当然在旅途中我也从来不会浪费时间，时不时看书看风景写笔记。一回到马来西亚后，我又马不停蹄的跑医院银行三间家弄一大堆文件的东西，然后Kahang阿良叔叔家house warming后，当天farewell就飞来这里工作了。我应该好好坐下来记录我的游记，但是每天都不知道自己在做什么，三个星期过去了似乎没有progression，然后加上圣诞节要到了，某些回忆是无法磨灭去的。电脑播着Nat King Cole的老歌" White christmas",想起以前读书的日子，至少人生的目标是考试与书本。现在在紧急部门虽然天天都有不同的事情发生，但还是觉得少了什么。今天是工作了9天后的off day，虽然过得很充实：早上跟Shawn去晨跑，吃了一顿早餐（roti canai），然后中午去了Jasmine家参加圣诞节的聚会，ED老板也有过来。然后晚上吃了鸡扒饭后就跟Shawn逛街，逛来逛去还不是那几间shops，但是至少还不至于闷到没得shopping。

我这一生中活了就快要28个年头了，很少会叹气说我自己闷。今天是第几次？所以啊，人生一定要有一个目标，然后一直往着目标前进。南美洲梦是我27岁前的终极目标，如今完成了心里顿时间感觉少了什么，是理想还是抱负？或者是包袱？我记得几年前我也是有过一次这种感觉，心情没有理由的掉落到谷底，最后怎样好起来我自己也忘记了。还是当Houseman好，虽然工作时间长，但是至少我觉得这两年我过得很充实，完全没有浪费时间。OFF day也分配到刚刚好，给自己，给爱人，给家人。

另外又要烦自己的宾士A级跑车几时才会运到Miri家，已经stucked在古晋很多天了，然后又完全没有消息，我担心别人会对她动手脚，唉。看到室友他们个个下个星期四就放假到星期日弄到我很嫉妒，为什么我会stucked在紧急部门，害到我平安夜，圣诞节，1月1号新年都要工作。如果我有4天假期我就可以开车去Gua Niah/Bintulu找Simon了。其实Miri还有好多地方没有explore，光光是cafe就很多了，但是要找到ngam key的人才对。以前还会一个人去喝咖啡，现在却觉得那是一件很浪费金钱的事，一个人自己爽我不如省起来呆在家上网看《谷阿莫》看《三毛》。以前觉得一个人看电影是件很浪漫很舒服很享受的事现在觉得没什么了，也许是一个人生活久了，看电影喝咖啡逛街吃宵夜还是需要有个人陪！（walao，这句话从我口中说出来天真的都会塌下来了。）

12月31号，一年又过去了。我对31号真的是很敏感。

Anyway, Merry Christmas to all, have a properous year ahead!

爱恨交错的沿海城市-美里

美里这个沿海城市，细雨绵绵一天至少下超过8次，是因为12月雨季的关系还是因为这里靠近Philippine所谓的岛屿气候？然后，应该便宜的东西很贵，该贵的东西却又很便宜。虽然都是在马来西亚，这里买西马食品就像买进口货一样，价钱涨一倍：
平时8毛半的Gardenia单件面包这里叫价Rm1.85，Tehxi加冰不加冰相差9毛钱，Nutella &Ladychoice一样价钱。半kilo看起来并不是很好吃的巧克力蛋糕要Rm65++块我跟Shawn直接瞠目结舌“har!!!!?”很 大声，柜台小姐不以为然的觉得我们一定是第一次买蛋糕不知道市场价。一碗虾面小的要Rm25块起，大碗要Rm50，Penang一碗炒棵条Rm9块我已经 嫌贵了。眼镜frame+lenses才Rm15，吃一碗虾面我可以配2副眼镜了（所以我真的去配了一副红色框眼镜，农历新年将至ang ang吉祥嘛！）。
 
西餐店Carbonara spaghetti便宜的有Rm6.8，小贩中心的经济西餐羊扒Rm15.9，但也有冷掉的炒饭要4块+2毛钱的sambal （这个都要算钱？！）华人餐馆的白开水1块，马来 餐馆的air suam是free的，虽然同样都是水。该贵的evian矿泉水却没有贵！医院cafe有Rm1.25的Nasi Lemak，也有Rm9.9的Nasi Lemak虽然同样都是nasi lemak一个有冷气一个没有冷气，像我们所说的同人不同命，现在就连水跟饭都要认命了。还有讲经济却不经济的经济饭，西马所称的杂菜饭要价 Rm5.3++。
 

在西马处处就可以闻到的maggi goreng在这里找了19天似乎没有mamak档有卖，但却很巧地被William在一个华人坟场对面的马来kampung找到后打包午餐回家给我，马 来西亚怎么可以没有maggigoreng笑死人！还有那个饮水贩卖机找了整个城市，从老街到热闹的酒吧街，只发现2架。Roti canai也是。很多只在西马KLCC Isetan& coldstorage才能找到的进口巧克力，起司饼干&海盐薯片在这里的mini market就找得到了！

很多本地人&中国人开的supermarket所以弄到整个市场价钱不一etc..每天我跟几个室友出门就像aunty这样逛市场比较价钱，同样 的chipsmore老大第一天在酒店楼下24小时便利店买Rm5.5， 第二天我在qiant霸级市场买Rm4.2，第三天在econsave看到Rm3.9；就连买一个6L的矿泉水都要大老远开车往汶莱方向开去 econsave买，因为贪小便宜。（其实也没有“小”，6块跟9块差很多咧！）在医院已经记很多药名dosage，现在连买个HL牛奶yogurt鸡蛋 白糖酱油面包食品都要记价钱，偶尔觉得很累很烦，却很有趣！
 


所以我现在天天都在吃进口食品，反正made in Taiwan& made in Malaysia都是要交入口税。我喝着阿萨姆奶茶，啃着Rittersport巧克力，nutella都可以拿来泡水喝了！既来之，则安之。4个月前来 过Miri一趟，当初是因为大海，因为mulu park所以怎样都坚持要来Miri，现在对这个城市又爱又恨，有时候看着空荡荡的皮包却是哭笑不得。

小小一个沿海城市竟然有3间Starbucks, GSC，就连TGV都有，算是高消费城市。两年前在自己的hometown工作吃好住好，现在终于知道“月光族”究竟是什么感受了。反正冬至，平安夜，圣 诞节，1月1号都在工作，所以皮包可以逃过一劫。

（以上价钱只限于东马参考，如有雷同，纯属巧合。）

Forgotten

暮然回首，再度发现了这个部落格的存在，现今时代还有多少人天天晚上写日记嘛？我就是其中之一，只在临睡前看《三毛》。距离上一篇entry足足有两年的时间了，光阴似剑（箭？），两年前刚毕业踏入社会工作，如今已经在社会立足两年了，但是天天都还是全新的挑战。生活就是得这样过得充实才叫人生，可是我却没有留时间给我心爱的人。目前人身在美里，婆罗洲一个沿海城市，曾经多么希望自己可以在喜欢的地方做着喜欢的事，如今却后悔了，曾几何时我会念家？出外背包旅行2个多月却丝毫不肯回家，怎么才过来东马Sarawak两个礼拜就想家了。我很少会抱怨，更加少见我会向别人倾述苦衷，往往我都是哑子吃黄连，有苦自己知。分明就是嘛，你的事情没有人有义务去为你操劳担心，这就是我。无论生活是多么的艰辛，咬牙齿熬一下就过去了！

我的梦想就是在我35岁以前游玩至少35个国家，虽然我的第50个国家-玟莱就在距离我所在处不到50里的交界处，却丝毫没有想去探索的冲动，也许是知道自己将会被困在这的地方很久（实际详情是多久我也不知道，肯定超过一年），所以很多想吃的，想看的，想走的，都还没有做。就连南中国海都还没有踏到，虽然在山上吃晚餐看夕阳就可以看见平静的海岸线了。生活一直围绕在医院-宿舍来回之间，加上三餐，电影，咖啡。美里市区小，但肯定比我的kampung大，随便一个转身就可以碰见同事。上个礼拜天早晨像aunty一般去了早市买鸡蛋买糕点，避雨时这么巧碰见了Jasmine跟一个同事，Jane，人长得很像张艾嘉的Jane是Mirian, and still very proud of Mirian，目前在马大医学院念着master in Emergency。Jasmine像老大姐般的跟我分享了好多2年前她初到Miri的感受与遭遇，这个地方乡镇人情味重，虽然生活费不低！都是玟莱人害的，搞到这里每逢周末就一定会塞满B字头的名车，就像马六甲人讨厌新加坡S字头的车一样。

原本以为2年艰苦的Housemanship后生活从此轻松快乐无烦恼，结果生活压力反而更重大。我怎么都没有想过自己还会接生baby，而且还当起pharmacist来了。人家西马的MO都是在医院翘脚赚钱，什么东西都不用做，丢给Houseman去做的大老板。我在东马什么都自己来，还嫌护士做得太慢了，干脆由我自己来做快一些。但是值得欣慰的是这里的病人的却很好，没有什么complaint，不想西马的病人，半夜来医院“骗”药，而且还是一家大小统统带过来。这里是真的很ill了才会大老远租车过来治病。其实我也没有在埋怨什么，医生救人本来就是我的责任，如果什么都不做那真的是白费了我5年读出来的心血了。

半夜3点37分，是时候去睡觉了。我希望我不会半途而废，我是说写部落格。还有我的游记，我一辈子都难以忘记的旅程。

新的章节

（学生时代的样子就是这种，不知天高地厚，以为天塌下来了可以用手支撑，易如反掌的乳臭未干孩子样。）

就在我出国之前，有预感会收到工作通知书。
刚刚才从狮城回来，明天当一天的孝子（孝顺本来就是我的责任），星期五早晨就抵达澳门了。爸爸的“飞机原则”还是一样没有改变，象他这么居安思危的人已经很少了。我以为他久久没有提起过以为他忘了，那天当他知道我与哥哥是搭同一班航线出门的时候脸色就马上变了。

终于都在狮城跟Ding2 & WL碰面了。Ding2真的是很38咯！他讲他在Raffles clinic里头做MO月薪还可以（SGD10000 ~ RM25000++）我们两个初生之犊直接是wow! 我以后也是计划好好要去Perth然后定居那里。Wai Leong高个子，皮肤黝黑，低沉的嗓音，笑起来有几番Shazmin的感觉。

Blogspot上一次好像有问题，然后一搁就是半年接近一年了，我之前答应自己的70天流浪日记也还没开始写，我知道记忆会不断的被更新，若干年后，还剩下多少。

《鲁滨逊漂流记》看了几个月也终算翻到最后几页了。
三毛的书究竟还会激起我的多少次的出走？

这次是最后一次了，我的梦靥，浑浑噩噩的医院日子就快要开始了。
这一次留下来是为了我的家人，其实我有考虑过槟岛，我不喜欢千遍一律的生活，就像那些大城市里在四四方方块的格子里打工的上班族，小时候不曾见过不见怪，长大以后才真正相信真的有这样的人们一辈子就被困在自己的框框里头打滚，出不来，也进不去。

太过安逸的生活有觉得闷。我觉得，一定要有一些什么嗜好可以拴得住我，不然我不觉得我可以一辈子酱紫工作下去。喜欢Zumba dance的现在念着phD；喜欢潜水的都在靠海城市；喜欢clubbing的都去了首都；粘家的都每天家里医院两地跑，大家除了医院生活之外，生活还是一样多姿多彩！我呢？我本身除了吃以外，可以满足我的大概就是flora& fauna了吧！潜水？要不就去斗湖吧，我的超级好朋友都来自东马，东马人比较纯朴，比较友善。

Kevin刚满一年HOship，他想要出走了。

Lyon& Michelle打赌我做工耐不到9个月就辞职不干了，KC屈指一算6个月赌注，Kevin怎么都觉得象我这种娇生惯养的人做不了1个月。怎么大家都如此看不好我？

但是我是那种你越看低我我就偏要唱反调的人。2年很快就熬过去的。爸爸今天吃晚饭的时候送了我一句名言：

吃得苦中苦，方为人上人。

我会一直秉持这个原则。

Wake me up when September ends

Wake me up when September ends !!

Hei wake up, wake up!

Now I only realise the moon actually affected all of our daily activities, and it's theoretically proven.

I really enjoy the moment spend with my beloved one, especially my family members.

Mid autumn festival = fulled moon= reunion.

And I'm officially shifted to Klebang 8, which I start a brand new life tomorrow, the first day of October.

When my little cousin first visit my place, she asked :" Gor2, why are u staying in hotel?" Haha, I'm so thankful to be one of the resident here at Klebang 8. It's comfortable and peaceful~

Hope everyone has a great month ahead.

Good nitezzzz peep.

And this is wat makes the difference

Medical school is not the place for smart people.
If I am really smart, then I’ll get out of the university and start living my life. Like what most of my college friends are doing, I’ll probably start making a career and providing for myself. If I am really smart, I won’t spend another four years in a university, be in so intimate a relationship with my books, and endure sleepless nights. Stress involving reports, group discussions, and case studies should be out of my vocabulary. My definition of “fun” and “happy” should be being with my family, pampering myself, or traveling the world, NOT being dismissed from classes early, acing the examinations, or completing reports with flying colors.
My first weeks in medical school straightened my crooked conviction that intelligence and perseverance combined with enough funds would be sufficient for me to realize my dream of wearing a white coat. Like a hammer blow on the head, getting a chance to experience what medical school is like awakened me to the more grueling realities that take place between admission and board examination. My determination was challenged more than ever, and my lifestyle was changed dramatically right before my eyes: waking up early to beat the clock, catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror and thinking that stress has made me look 10 years older, skipping meals either because I wanted to or I had to, waiting for the redemption bell, going home while thinking of the piles of things that I had to study, wishing that tomorrow would be a holiday, setting my alarm clock, dream, dream, dream, being jolted awake by the much-dreaded alarm, and letting it snooze until I get the courage to face reality…
Sometimes, a voice within asks if this is really the life that I intend to live for another four years. Lots of times, thoughts of quitting lure me. “My family will certainly understand if I will no longer pursue my studies,” I often tell myself. But whenever ideas like these pop up in my boggled mind, what feeds my desire to try harder is the litany of interrogations coming from within. Questions of whether I can understand and forgive myself for giving up just like that awaken my slumbering determination. The things that I have seen, the people that I have been with, and the experiences that I have lived through during my premed years as a nursing student have inspired me to be this tenacious.
Those times, I witnessed how a patient stared at the door while silently waiting for someone who’d visit him during the most painful hours of his life. How a sweet smile, how a simple act of concern, and how a genuine caring touch could lighten the face of an old woman on her deathbed. Those times, I listened to the hopes of people living in far-flung communities to see a doctor even just once in their lives. I shared their smiles and tears. I felt their struggles and pains. I heard their silent prayers. People like them have inspired me to study harder, so that someday, while I’m on my mission to relieve often and to comfort always, I can also be capable of healing sometimes. It is for them that I dream of being a doctor… and they are what make it so difficult to let go.
In this field, intelligence is only moving me forward by an inch. If there is something more important than intelligence, I believe it is that desire, that unwavering yearning and determination to keep running no matter how hard it gets. It is that willingness to be tested by fire rather than to embrace easy polishing. It is that relentless passion to inspire and be inspired in return. It is that longing to experience the bliss of reaching out and knowing how it is to be truly alive. It is that commitment to respond to the mission of changing lives and touching souls. To treat a patient as a human being who deserves to be loved and respected, and not just as a walking disease, a means of living, or a subject of study. To cure the core and to care beyond the cure.
Things like these do not need the IQ of Einstein to be fathomed.
My journey as a medical student is a story shared by all of us, because it is a story of DREAMS. Young or old, well-off or underprivileged—whatever our circumstances are, we all have dreams. That dream may roar louder than a lion or it can whisper silently like a breeze. Regardless of how it is wrapped and no matter what form it takes, how we will make a dream possible is dictated by the amount of will power and effort that we are willing to invest. Furthermore, offering our journey to God and to our brethren makes a significant difference; wanting a life that is not self-serving gives us, not a reason to quit, but above all else a purpose to live—which, I suppose, is the real essence of dreams.
After all is said and done, let me end this where I started it. Medical school is not a place for smart people but for those who are insane enough to dream of it, pray for it, work hard for it, and live for it. It is for those who are crazy enough to want the sense of purpose that fuels their veins. And if it is insanity, then let it be, for even if it means more sleepless nights, more examinations to pass, more years in the university and more sacrifices to endure, nothing will change. I will still keep choosing this path over and over again even for a hundred more days and a thousand more years. And nothing in this world can stop me from taking an adventure as worth taking as this, even for a million more lifetimes.
Chelsea Angeli R. del Castillo, 23, is in her third year at the University of Santo Tomas Faculty of Medicine and Surgery.

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错过的风景

15 岁觉得游泳难，放弃游泳，到18岁遇到一个你喜欢的人约你去游泳，你只好说“我不会耶”。18岁觉得英文难，放弃英文，28岁出现一个很棒但要会英文的工 作，你只好说“我不会耶”。人生前期越嫌麻烦，越懒得学，后来就越可能错过让你动心的人和事，错过新风景。——蔡康永

聚光灯

聚光灯下的落寞，谁人了解？

100 Things I Have Learned About Photography.

1. Just because someone has an expensive camera doesn’t mean that they’re a good photographer.
（I only have one out-dated Canon 500D, but I can take better picture than latest Canon EOS 600D）
2. Always shoot in RAW. Always.
(No matter how high you jump, how deep you dive. Sometimes you have to put yourself in dangerous condition in order to take a picture in time eg: WW2)
3. Prime lenses help you learn to be a better photographer.
4. Photo editing is an art in itself
(I don't really photoshop, sorry. I emphasize more on original quality, no added effects etc.)
5. The rule of thirds works 99% of the time.
6. Macro photography isn’t for everybody.
(Unless you'd rather talk to insects than human, so I do. How about you?)
7. UV filters work just as well as lens caps.
8. Go outside and shoot photos rather than spending hours a day on photography forums.
(Follow your mood, without a theme or title. Just shoot!)
9. Capture the beauty in the mundane and you have a winning photograph.
10. Film isn’t better than digital.
(Because of unlimitted time of NG?)
11. Digital isn’t better than film.
(Film costs you more, that's why you'd have spent less attempt to get better result.)
12. There is no “magic” camera or lens.
(If yes, those are rubbish as in the eyes of a photographer eg: some applications in Apple/Android.)
13. Better lenses don’t give you better photos.
(Agree. I'd rather walking nearer to the object in order to complete my 15-300mm shoot.)
14. Spend less time looking at other people’s work and more time shooting your own.
(Follow your instinct.)
15. Don’t take your DSLR to parties.
(Since you will shoot people's expression without thinking what're you actually doing there?)
16. Girls dig photographers.
17. Making your photos b/w doesn’t automatically make them “artsy”
18. People will always discredit your work if you tell them you “photoshop” your images. Rather, tell them that you process them in the “digital darkroom”.
(Only if you have your own digital darkroom, therefore I salute.)
19. You don’t need to take a photo of everything.
(As if writing a dairy? Lol, I think Im the one who mentioned.)
20. Have at least 2 backups of all your images. Like they say in war, two is one, one is none.
(I have total of 4 hard disc, you know what I mean.)
21. Ditch the neck strap and get a handstrap.
(Is that important to protect your camera?)
22. Get closer when taking your photos, they often turn out better.
(NEVER zoom in or zoom out !! Always bear in mind.)
23. Be a part of a scene while taking a photo; not a voyeur.
(A mystery that can tell you the story behind each photo.)
24. Taking a photo crouched often make your photos look more interesting.
(Come on, no one cares about how dirty you're as long as you can get a good photo shooting.)
25. Worry less about technical aspects and focus more on compositional aspects of photography.
26. Tape up any logos on your camera with black gaffers tape- it brings a lot less attention to you.
27. Always underexpose by 2/3rds of a stop when shooting in broad daylight.
28. The more photos you take, the better you get.
(Is not how long you bought a DSLR, but how often you use it.)
29. Don’t be afraid to take several photos of the same scene at different exposures, angles, or apertures.
(My favourite quote, my principle as well.)
30. Only show your best photos.
(Best means one in thousand of photo, remember only ONE.)
31. A point-and-shoot is still a camera.
32. Join an online photography forum.
(I'd like to join if I have free time.)
33. Critique the works of others.
(At the same time, accept what people criticize about yours and make a change.)
34. Think before you shoot.
(In case there's rigid object.)
35. A good photo shouldn’t require explanation (although background information often adds to an image). *
(Photo tells everything. Have you ever heard this?)
36. Alcohol and photography do not mix well.
37. Draw inspiration from other photographers but never worship them.
(You can copy, but not too much. Have some skills when copying people.)
38. Grain is beautiful.
39. Ditch the photo backpack and get a messenger bag. It makes getting your lenses and camera a whole lot easier.
(But it's heavy!! Lol, I tell you, an enthusiastic he/she can carry tonne of photographing gadgets. Believe me, I'm only 47kg, though.)
40. Simplicity is key.
41. The definition of photography is: “painting with light.” Use light in your favor.
(Sometimes you had been waiting for whole day only for a second which the light hits your target.)
42. Find your style of photography and stick with it.
(I learn it only during my first backpack to Angkor wat. Which me and my friend have totally converse idea about ideal photo. The definite me, the infinitive him.)
43. Having a second monitor is the best thing ever for photo processing.
44. Silver EFEX pro is the best b/w converter.
(Doesn't understand at all.)
45. Carry your camera with you everywhere. Everywhere.
(Even when you've slept, it' should be keeping at distance you can reach with your hand. Sometimes life isn't simple yet peaceful.)
46. Never let photography get in the way of enjoying life.
47. Don’t pamper your camera. Use and abuse it.
(You think it can be broken down easily by a knock/blow? Come on, overestimate it, it can last longer than your entire life.)
48. Take straight photos.
(For learner uses grid. For me I adjust through horizon.)
49. Shoot with confidence.
(And heart, to feel it, as if the photo can talk to yourself. Only then you can touch people heart.)
50. Photography and juxtaposition are best friends.
51. Print out your photos big. They will make you happy.
(Arghhhhh, I should have done this frequently. The last big photo was my portrait, I'm naccissistic I admit.)
52. Give your photos to friends.
(Like what I usually do.)
53. Give them to strangers.
(I wouldn't mind.)
54. Don’t forget to frame them.
(I compile them.)
55. Costco prints are cheap and look great.
56. Go out and take photos with (a) friend(s).
(I'm lone ranger, always. People can never have patience in waiting for me.)
57. Join a photo club or start one for yourself.
(I'd prefer my own photo club =P)
58. Photos make great presents.
(My gf knows it, as my 23th birthday is a lovely album+ photos.)
59. Taking photos of strangers is thrilling.
60. Candid>Posed.
(Don't pose too much, or I think it's fake enough.)
61. Natural light is the best light.
(Bingo !!)
62. 35mm (on full frame) is the best “walk-around” focal length.
63. Don’t be afraid to bump up your ISO when necessary.
(With a tripod remember.)
64. You don’t need to always bring a tripod with you everywhere you go (hell, I don’t even own one).
(Certainly some wood, stone, lens cover etc they could be your tripod in the mean time.)
65. It is always better to underexpose than overexpose.
66. Shooting photos of homeless people in an attempt to be “artsy” is exploitation.
(India? Luckily I had my first DSLR 2 months before I left India for study.)
67. You will find the best photo opportunities in the least likely situations.
(That's why stand-by all the time, because you don't know what's gonna happen next.)
68. Photos are always more interesting with the human element included.
(A good photo never telling lie. Like Mona Lisa.)
69. You can’t “photoshop” bad images into good ones.
(Say NO to photoshop!)
70. Nowadays everybody is a photographer.
(Just like everybody can sing, it's just a matter of singing good or bad.)
71. You don’t need to fly to Paris to get good photos; the best photo opportunities are in your backyard.
(True! Just few pieces of stone I can enjoy myself by shooting it as exactly the Mount Kinabalu.)
72. People with DSLRS who shoot portraits with their grip pointed downwards look like morons.
(Noted. It's of how skillful when u prastise self-shooting, like a camwhore?!)
73. Cameras as tools, not toys.
74. In terms of composition, photography and painting aren’t much different.
(Agree.)
75. Photography isn’t a hobby- it’s a lifestyle.
(Can this be my life-long quote?)
76. Make photos, not excuses.
77. Be original in your photography. Don’t try to copy the style of others.
(Don't ever lose your own style while copying others.)
78. The best photographs tell stories that begs the viewer for more.
79. Any cameras but black ones draw too much attention.
(Now you know who's attention seeker who's not.)
80. The more gear you carry around with you the less you will enjoy photography.
(If possible, bring ONE camera at ONE time. I have total of 4 DSLR at home, I know how its feel.)
81. Good self-portraits are harder to take than they seem.
(Angle is an issue.)
82. Laughter always draws out peoples’ true character in a photograph.
83. Don’t look suspicious when taking photos- blend in with the environment.
(Be more natural, that's why i never like to take individual photo, prefer candid.)
84. Landscape photography can become dull after a while.
(时过境迁)
85. Have fun while taking photos.
（I have alot of fun no matter whenever, wherever I'm, whoever I'm with.）
86. Never delete any of your photos.
(Because you can't take the exactly same photo afterward.)
87. Be respectful when taking photos of people or places.
(Do remember certain place is photographing prohibited like hospital, museum etc. Just don't break the rules because of your enthusiasm.)
88. When taking candid photos of people in the street, it is easier to use a wide-angle than a telephoto lens.
89. Travel and photography are the perfect pair.
(Kind of car and petrol.)
90. Learn how to read a histogram.
91. A noisy photo is better than a blurry one.
(If can avoid both of them, sometimes the blurry has its own blurring beauty in it, just no one knows.)
92. Don’t be afraid to take photos in the rain.
(My bad experience in Taiwan, I can get an umbrella to protect my head, a raincoat to protect my body, what about camera. That's why I get myself a water-proof one.)
93. Learn how to enjoy the moment, rather than relentlessly trying to capture the perfect picture of it.
(It's physically and mentally exhausted as an aftermath, the the double satisfaction and happiness is always worth for it.)
94. Never take photos on an empty stomach.
(At least with a cocoa wafer and a meiji cookies, like what I did today morning.)
95. You will discover a lot about yourself through your photography.
(For instance, to build up your personality.)
96. Never hoard your photographic insight- share it with the world.
(Nowsdays it's Facebook era, sharing is caring.)
97. Never stop taking photos
(The theory is same as never stop smiling, because you don't know who will falling in love with your smile in the next second.)
98. Photography is more than simply taking photos, it is a philosophy of life
(Not all philosopher is a good photographer, but almost all photographer is a philosopher.)
99. Capture the decisive moment
(No time to think twice, action stat.)
100. Write your own list.

I've done. Remember, photographing is a lifestyle, not a hobby. Good luck and happy photographing everyone =)

望眼镜

步入我房间的人，第一个印象都会觉得我是搞艺术的。

哈哈，事与愿违。

第一次认真的使用望眼镜，看来，天文学的确不是我的料。

出走

很多事情就像是旅行一樣，

當你做出決定並邁出第一步的時候，

最困難的那部分其實就已經完成了。

Foster The People in WA.

CAUTION WILDLIFE !!

Kangaroo in action..
Pinnacle Desert, WA.

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you'd better run, better run, outrun my gun.
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet.

Back from Perth, this is the only song which keeps repeating and revolving in my memory~

怎么我有一种既熟悉又陌生的感觉，就像在美国德州，一个西部牛仔城市，暑假一群朋友野外郊游去了，公路两旁都是寸草不生的泥泞路，我们开着70年代的美式开蓬老爷车，一路上播放着这首70年代英文老歌，嘻嘻哈哈往海岸线驶去。。。

Java Island overland~

Jakarta-->Bandung-->Yogyakarta-->Surabaya-->Pulau Bali..

Sounds interesting huh?

我上报了 ！！

http://www.tzuchi.org.tw/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=7184%3A2011-10-13-08-06-28&catid=37%3Acharity-project&Itemid=383&lang=zh

嗯。
隔了将近半年才意外阅读到的报章。

真怀念在台湾实习的日子。

男左女右

Left brain:

I am the left brain.
I am a scientist. A mathematician.
I love the ...familiar. I categorize. I am accurate. Linear.
Analytical. Strategic. I am practical.
Always in control. A master of words and language.
Realistic. I calculate equations and play with numbers.
I am order. I am logic.
I know exactly who I am.

Right brain:

I am the right brain.
I am creativity. A free spirit. I am passion.
Yearning. Sensuality. I am the sound of roaring laughter.
I am taste. The feeling of sand beneath bare feet.
I am movement. Vivid colors.
I am the urge to paint on an empty canvas.
I am boundless imagination. Art. Poetry. I sense. I feel.
I am everything I wanted to be.

(如果说，男左女右。那么，我真的是非典型男生。)

呵呵，有个女人还真的是够schematic的。

男女

女人會記得讓她笑的男人，

男人會記得讓他哭的女人，

往往最後，
...
女人總是留在讓她哭的男人身邊，

男人卻會留在讓他笑的女人身邊。