It’s been rotten days recently for working towards deadline. I thought it could be a challenge for me to do this but I have to ask for an extension (not a good feeling). While my parents keep telling me about this so-called “Stop-learning” theory, I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I know they have been nice to me through their lives, but I see the generation gap. I think the cause is me. I changed completely and I don’t care what others think of me. I just want to be myself. I don’t like the pressure from this society, especially from the Chinese society. Anyway, I am off for a weekend holiday – no work; no consideration for others.
This month has been a “writing-else” month – not my research writing. I was working towards several deadlines and tried to postpone anything not related. I was efficient occasionally – skimmed a 600-page book in a day, but I did feel that my brain has struck for some reason I don’t know. I was frustrated by Chinese language and had a moment of fear that I abandoned it for too long to pick it up in research. How interesting it is to play with words in different languages, but it is too much trouble to handle them well together.
I wonder the capacity of our brain…
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proTeXt is a good for Windows.
I just didn’t understand the coding thing. I am using an English windows environment, with a Chinese input. I found that if I type in a Chinese email, it would be ok. If I type it in a word document or somewhere else, the email will be messed up. Now, I changed my language for non-unicode programs to Chinese. It seemed to be fine. People can get my Chinese email in their google or hotmail account, but not in their school account. Annoy. You never know when the code is changed. It looked all right on my computer.
p.s a nice keyboard brights up my day and makes me work harder.
