唷喔! >w<

據說，今天是一個"愛你一生一世"的日子(201314的諧音這樣)。

在這個特別(?)的日子裡，我還是一如往常的去學校做實驗，看網誌，上facebook，

不過不知道為什麼心中多了一點小小的幸福感。

回想起幾年前剛跟前男友分手的時候，對愛情感到失望，覺得自己再也不會遇到一個喜歡我的人，

沒想到現在已經默默變成人妻了(默)...

說實在的，一直以來，我都覺得減肥是對身體的挑戰。

最近一年才深深的體會到：減肥挑戰的，其實是你的意志力。

要說減肥就要先從為什麼想要減肥說起，坦白說，國中以前的我完全就是一個大瘦子阿(158cm/43kg)

國三要考試的時候為了預防念書打瞌睡，只好一邊吃零食一邊念書，一天可以吃掉兩包洋芋片之多。

昨天跟vgod在去stop&shop買菜的時候，路過了redbox，一時興起，就租了Hope Spring這部劇情片(雖然結局很歡喜但應該不是喜劇片吧我想)。

大意是描述一對結婚31年的夫妻，雖然表面上看起來相處的很和諧，卻已經許久沒有火花，對彼此也不再有性趣。

老婆Kay (我看這部片絕對不是因為他叫Kay喔....)決定他要做些什麼來挽救婚姻，於是強迫老公Arnold跟他一起參加一個要價4000元的心理諮商。

在這一星期的諮商中，Kay和Arnold在醫生的引導下，逐漸打開自己的心房，突破內心的隔閡與障礙，雖然經歷了醫生所說的"斷鼻之痛"，最後終於找回婚姻中的美好。

時間真的過的很快，看著上一篇自己的文章還停留在剛結婚的時候，今天就已經悄悄的過完了2013的第一天。

2012 對我而言，是很忙亂的一年，加入了吃吃團，訂婚結婚，一成不變的研究，還有從年初就默默開始找的工作。

很多事情都在這一年裡發生，只能說是一言難盡，一言難盡阿....

既然2013就默默的來了(還過完了第一天)，那就把那些不好的都留在2012吧！

看到台灣每年都會選出一個字來代表當年，如果說2012是"亂"，我想我對2013年的期許就是"變"吧！

準備了兩個月，終於在2012年的6月6號跟vgod結婚啦～

雖然只準備了兩個月(聽說一般都要一年)，雖然只是一個小小的婚禮(30人)，

不過婚禮的氣氛十分溫馨可愛，也算是我夢想的婚禮吧！

想要記錄的東西好多，不知道要從哪裡開始好。

剛從台灣度假回來，2011年的最後一天就在時差中昏昏沉沉的度過。

關於2011年我想要說的是:

1. Research慢慢上了軌道也發了第一篇的paper, 雖然並沒有因此而感到狂喜，但總是比起一在的失敗好的多 :) 我也慢慢覺得掌握到了做 research的訣竅，希望可以繼續努力。

2. 搬了新家：在Medford的一間公寓，雖然有點貴但是生活機能很方便，到學校也並不會太遠。很喜歡這種有自己的家的感覺，加上好鄰居的加持，房租也算是值得的呢！

3. 養了gabu:  終於養了自己的第一隻狗狗，當時在寵物店看到跳來跳去的他，vgod跟我就毫不猶豫的買下來。雖然好像一不小心把它養成有點任性的狗狗(跟主人好像)，但是可以每天被他叫醒也是一種幸福 :)

今天在yahoo新聞上看到這篇文章，裡面說教育部不准六歲以下小孩補習(或是不准補習班收六歲以下的小孩)

裡面提出一些奇奇怪怪的論點，譬如說如果是書法珠算英文就不能學，因為太早開發腦力反而會揠苗助長

但是畫畫跳舞彈鋼琴就可以學因為那是藝術。造成可以拿毛筆畫國畫卻不能拿毛筆寫書法的窘境...

我自己應該就算是一個從小就補習的小孩，

感謝老天爺這學期終於結束了

要同時兼顧research, TA, 和上課真的是累死人了><

在這幸福(因為可以偷懶)的聖誕夜前夕

讓我來記錄一下這學期我做了什麼

最近我兩個最好的朋友在兩個星期內相繼分手

兩個都讓我覺得不太surprised 但都很難過

每一次有人分手的時候我都會變得對愛情特別的失望

也不知道為什麼自己會被深深的影響

好久好久好久沒有更新這個blog

我想這是因為我這一年的生活實在是很難用言語形容吧 orz

這一年來的研究已經不是用不順利可以形容的了

兩個advisors的不合已經浮上了台面

台大四年加上MIT兩年，我見識了無數位教授

有些只是在課堂上有接觸的，有些是研究相關的

三不五時就會出現令你哭笑不得的偉大事蹟

數一數，這已經是我來MIT的第三個秋天

不知不覺中就熊熊的變成了博士班三年級學生

回來MIT其實已經三個月了，過了一個很充實的暑假 :D

總是想要在blog上面寫一點甚麼，可是可以說的太多，想說的太長，最後剩下的就還是這個N年也不會更新一次的blog

有空再慢慢補吧 :) 

朋友都說我是一個談了感情就改變的人

乖乖呆在男朋友的身邊

不再跟他們出去

只有在男朋友不在身邊的時候才能跟他們短暫的見面

單身的時候總是笑的很陽光

Today at lunch, we somehow started to talk about what we misbehaved when we were at school. I talked about the accident about me breaking my classmate’s arm and the one about me wanting to punch a guy but ending up punching through the glass instead. Basically, everyone has similar experience about being involved in a fight (and of course everyone was innocent). Surprisingly, Yuan said he is ALWAYS a good boy (such a liar) except once. He peed on himself the first day in daycare since he cannot speak English. Everyone laughed. They said it sounded really sad but they still laughed. It is supposed to be funny but I just cannot laugh. I felt sad.

Ever since my mom and sister came to America, I knew the difficulties about conquering the language barrier. I can still remember that I have to call the bank and communicate with them from Taiwan just because dad cannot speak good English. My sister always ate lunch alone because no one wanted to talk to her. After I came to America for graduate school, I experience even more difficulties by myself. Although I was at the top when I was in Taiwan, and I speak good English, I still have to face the fact that I cannot understand what professors taught, not because of the content, but just simply because of their different accents. When everyone is learning new stuff, I have to learn it in a foreign language. I cannot understand what I should already know, and I even learn new stuff more slowly. It was frustrating. I am not who I was anymore. I was talkative and social but then I just kept my mouth shut. People described me as a quiet Chinese girl, a pushover, and a person without any thought. I tried to talk to people but it was hard. To continue a conversation, I have to first understand what other people said, and then say my own opinion before another person does which is nearly impossible since I cannot speak at a normal speed. The only two people I talked to in the class were Blair, my roommate, and Emily, my only friend. I started to feel self-conscious about my English. I always dream about my life in Taiwan, hanging out with friends in the library, talking about silly stuff but laughing, and just simply sitting in the class making fun of professors’ English (yes I know I was mean and now I get what I deserve).

I forgot when I started to change. Maybe it was the second semester. The fact that I survive through the Qual and the first semester slightly builds up my confidence. The class load is not that heavy in the second semester and I did not really start my research. It was relaxing. I moved in the new dorm with Irene and Arde in my second year. Since Emily’s gone, somehow I started to talk to Justin and we became friends. Irene and Justin used to drag me to go out. Although I rejected them a lot of times and I do enjoy staying home more, I started to enjoying going out with them and the feeling of having friends again. We became really close and we can talk about everything (yes, even the relationship problems!!!). Since then, I never feel the language barrier anymore. I still made up words and used the wrong grammar, but I can speak English at a full speed and they can understand 99.9% of it. I thought I would be happy ever after.