Coming to New York city.....
Tomorrow , i leave for my first trip to the big apple , New York City. Having heard a lot about that great city, i can only wait to see what it has in store for me. It will be a welcome change from the great californian weather and atmosphere.
Purpose of trip? To work for a week in the cooporate offices of the company i work for. HaierAmerica Trading ... www.haieramerica.com.
New York will be the third state I will be visiting. I have heard a lot about New yorkans; rude, fast, dirty crazy. Well i think i can fit in, can't I? Guess what? I also get to meet with my good friend K. He is also landing in NY on Sat. I have not seen him for a year. I will be sure to get the party started.
Well i will not take the wind out of the sail. Lets see what happens....
Friday, May 14, 2004
Thursday, May 13, 2004
The beginning
To blog or not to blog? That is the question. I have contemplated this for a while coming to a decision of yes. Reasons?
1. I want everyone to know what i am up to or more importantly for me to know what the hell I am doing.
Simple and short. When was the last time I stopped to ask myself, "what am i doing?". It is so easy for one to get caught up in the dark abyss of constant, robotic activity that we forget to stop and think about where we are and what we are going to do. For those who will not agree with this statement let me give you an example, ME.
So where am I now. I am still living in Santa Barbara after 2 years. Where am I working? I am still working at HaierAmerica Trading Co. after 2 years sitting at the same desk, working with the same computer and talking to the same boss. Does that mean that nothing has changed in these 2 years?
let me see. Hmnnnn. I changed 3 girlfriends, changed houses 3 times, 3 small raises and taken 3 vacations. Whats up with the number 3? Is it my lucky number? It might not be lucky but at least there should be a correlations between living in Santa Barbara for 2 years and the magic number 3. Maybe I can predict how I will fare over the next 2 years. For all of you who have not forgotten your mathematics lets do some SERIES AND SEEQUENCES.
I will assume a simple arithmetric progression.
i arrived in the United States with nothing. Therefore , the initial value is 0. makes it simple then. In the next 2 years , i should have 3 new ex-girlfriends, 3 new ex-houses and 3 new ex-raises and 3 new wonderful ex-vacations. But is that really what i want it to be?
There are more things that i wish for..... but if whishes were horses, beggars will ride.......
1. I want everyone to know what i am up to or more importantly for me to know what the hell I am doing.
Simple and short. When was the last time I stopped to ask myself, "what am i doing?". It is so easy for one to get caught up in the dark abyss of constant, robotic activity that we forget to stop and think about where we are and what we are going to do. For those who will not agree with this statement let me give you an example, ME.
So where am I now. I am still living in Santa Barbara after 2 years. Where am I working? I am still working at HaierAmerica Trading Co. after 2 years sitting at the same desk, working with the same computer and talking to the same boss. Does that mean that nothing has changed in these 2 years?
let me see. Hmnnnn. I changed 3 girlfriends, changed houses 3 times, 3 small raises and taken 3 vacations. Whats up with the number 3? Is it my lucky number? It might not be lucky but at least there should be a correlations between living in Santa Barbara for 2 years and the magic number 3. Maybe I can predict how I will fare over the next 2 years. For all of you who have not forgotten your mathematics lets do some SERIES AND SEEQUENCES.
I will assume a simple arithmetric progression.
i arrived in the United States with nothing. Therefore , the initial value is 0. makes it simple then. In the next 2 years , i should have 3 new ex-girlfriends, 3 new ex-houses and 3 new ex-raises and 3 new wonderful ex-vacations. But is that really what i want it to be?
There are more things that i wish for..... but if whishes were horses, beggars will ride.......
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