The Hong Kong LIving Condition

I made my mind up. If I couldn't start my Doctor Degree within the next two years, then I am gonna forget Hong Kong forever! I WILL pack my stuffs and heading back to New York. I can let go everything for making myself feeling much easier.

Am I really hating Hong Kong, NO, I am not, if I were living on the Hong Kong Island side. The Kowloon side and the beyond . . . I don't have really good feeling, but they're just good for a day trip on my own car driving. Especially, driving around the poor areas seeing how people are suffering from the f__ked up heat.

The Hong Kong side was where I have my memories. I grew up there, I hate the Kowloon side and beyond. For the Hong Kong side, I like it a little bit better.

The Kong Kong Living Condition Map

The Last Man Standing!

I had a dinner with one of my old friends last night. I knew him since I was in primary 2. So . . . it must be for over 20 years. Seeing him didn't make me feel anything like warmth or really close. On the other hand, I always feel that we are apart further and further away from each other everything I hang out with him.

Honestly, I don't have many friends now. You may say that I am depressed or always being an ass, but I just don't feel like hanging out with most of my old Hong Kong friends. I don't know whether it's Hong Kong or my problem, but most of the people (male) are very comparatively money minded. Once they have tiny bit of extra to spend, most of the men would go hunting for nice asses. The broke would go to the MongKok bars, and the rich would go to the 30th floor (CoCo's Workshop, for those who read the Hong Kong newspaper will understand what I am talking about).

For the whole dinner, he just talked around who's in deep shit and who's f__ked up. He had never mentioned anyone doing better than he is. To him, marriage is for the losers. I deeply believe that he will get marry soon or later, but he is trying to be the last one. A kind of pride to him that I could never understand. Maybe this is what they called, The Last Man Standing!

As A Man . . . That's It!

If I hit the Lotto, I would break the money into four parts. Half of the money would go to my parents' accounts. I don't care for how they are gonna spend them, but just don't ask me for more no more. A quarter of it would go to Connie's hand. Same as before, I don't care for how she gonna use them. Just don't bother me for more. The left over would be mine . . .

First of all, I would buy two apartments one in Hong Kong and the other one might be in either ShangHai or New York. To me, New York is a better place, as the price is falling. Afterwards, I should be broke! So, I think I gotta change my plan of attack. Hum . . . I think I should only buy one apartment which cost half of what I have in hand. I don't need no fancy car, but just a decent one – Mercedes Benz C class or the SLK is fine. Lexus isn't a bad idea! Oh yeah, fancy car to me means . . . the SL500 and above. I would spend tons of money on all kinds of insurance and at least two college funds.

What's left over should not be much . . . so . . . might be half of the little left over would end up in some kind of long term investment such as land buying and/or long term funds. All of the left over along with my usual monthly salary would be saved in mine slavery account – my other half's hand. Cash in hand? NO, I don't need much. I would just ask for it . . . kind of like in the "eating soft rice" way, whenever I need it.

A man without planning . . . that's it. What you need is like me, finding a CPA as you other half. Then . . . that's it.

Hum~~~ Some Thoughts

My anti-blogging mood extended. I pushed hard get my ass back to update my blog. I don't know whether this is a kind of depression or just crossing my blue period. I do have any mood to speak about and to share my inner feeling with nobody recently.

These days, lots of shit happened . . . mainly from work. Oh yeah, partly are from "the other". I feel that what's surrounding me doesn't let me to quiet down. It or they just keep pushing me . . . stressed. In the eyes of others, they might feel that I am working for a relaxing job, but in the reality . . . who knows?

I got a job E-mail yesterday, saying that there is a post in the Manhattan, NY offering $80,000.00 (USD) / year. I wanna go back, I wanna take the job.
$80,000.00 (USD) / year = $624,000.00 (HKD) / year
$80,000.00 (USD) / year = $6666.67 (USD) / month
$6666.67 (USD) / month = $52,000.00 (HKD) / month

In the past, I kept calculating salary after tax. In the America, I gotta pay 33% tax, but in Hong Kong, I gotta pay 17% only. I thought what's after tax (the net) is the final answer to all considerations, but I was wrong. I was way too stupid in thinking so because the social benefits such as the FDIC, the Social Security and the Medical Care for the young and the aged Americans are far more protective to citizens than the f__ked up Hong Kong system.

No doubt that Hong Kong is one of the richest cities in the world, but its government is also one of the most moronic splendid one. I didn't insult it without a reason. For example, it gave $1,000,000,000.00 (HKD) to China for the earthquake rebuilding (Rebuilding what the f__ked!? There is no record in China upon how they spend the money. I deeply believe that a great part of the money will end up in rebuilding some of the higher officials' mansions with fully facilitated SM rooms for tons of their playful mistress). In the last week, the governor spent another $1,000,000,000.00 (HKD) for some short-term benefit programs, in order to pull his "man-gas" (Chinese, which means rating) up.

You see, under all of this stupid HK governmental management and the outside job attraction, heading back to the America should be my future personal goal.

A Society University Examination - Case Study

Case Study

In a very nice sunny afternoon, a pair of lovers sitting closely together on a beach.

The HK girl looked into the boy's eyes and spoken in a very light and gentle way, "Do you love me ar?"
The boy replied, "Ar~~ of course la . . ."
The HK girl said, "Good, then let's break up la!"
The boy shocked and said, "What!? Why?"
The HK girl said, "Don't know ar . . . you don't understand me lor~~~"
The boy questioned and said, "What don't I understand you ar?"
The HK girl said in a cool tone, "You see, you don't even know what you don't understand me lor!"
The boy, "But . . . you just said that we are a such a matched couple a few second ago ga!"
The HK girl replied softly, "but one day we won't be as matched as before! People change . . . "
The boy, " ha? . . . . . . "
The HK girl said, "You see . . . you don't understand me lor, and once problem appear, you just kept silence like now la!"
The boy immediately replied, "But . . . we have been together for . . ."
Suddenly the HK girl interrupted, "Oh! So you are accusing me now la! You tried to challenged me la!"
The boy frighteningly said, "no . . . but . . ."
The HK girl said, "But what ar? you don't even know what you wanna say lor. I don't know how much you love me ar!"
The boy kept silence.
The HK girl, "Actually, you are not too bad afterall comparing with all my ex(S) gea. . . At least you won't spend all of our times for your brothers la. You won't play the PS3 while we are together la. You won't treat me as a sex machine like other do . . . "
The boy immediately said, "sexy machine? no I won't . . . I love you. I don't care for how you were in the past."
The HK girl replied, "Of course you won't la! If you do, I fly you ga!"
The HK girl continues, "But still you upset me just now ar! How are you gonna compensate sin!?"
The boy happily replied, "Anything you like la!"
The HK girl said, "Hum~~~ There is a new Vivianne Westwood bag ar, even Carman has one la."
The HK girl continues, "But I am now a Kong-Lui like others do gea . . . You see la, you are not earning a lot, I don't want you to buy it for me ar. I love you ga ma!"


Long Question (25% each)
Q1. If you were the boy, would you buy the Vivianne Westwood bag for the HK girl? If your answer were yes, then please explain the reason why in detail. If your answer were no, then please foresee the future of the boy.

Q2. What is the mean of Kong-Lui? Is the HK girl in the case above being considered as a Kong-Lui? What is the key difference between a Kong-Lui and Pork-Chop?

Q3. The HK girl mentioned that she were being treated as a sex machine by her ex(S), how many ex were there by estimation? In what age did the HK girl lost her pig? Did the HK girl lie to the boy or was it her real story?

Q4. If you were the HK girl, what other brands you would try to get beside Vivianne Westood? Please provide ten more brands with rankings.

Tiananmen Square protests of 1989

Nineteen years ago, it happened. The Tiananmen filled with college kids' bloods within an overnight. I was a primary 6 school kid in the age of 12 during the Tiananmen Square Massacre. I was too young to fully understand what has happened, but I witnessed it through the television screen.

Nineteen years later, which was last night, Connie and I joined the 19th anniversary candlelight ceremony to remembrance those who were murdered. We sat for an hour, listened to a few speeches and songs, and we left early.

I didn't comment much or respond to any of the "screaming". Deep inside my heart, I felt that . . . after all these years, it's the same old China. Yeah, people get richer, but the government and attitude didn't change even a bit. Human right? Forget about it. Why screaming for democracy outside the China soil, but not crying out boldly in the center? It was a waste of my time. I am an American Chinese. I fully understand that democracy won't appear just by a few sound of yelling or crying. It takes blood! It took tons of the American life to declare for independence away from the "What so" Great Britain. It took another a few tons of life to end the Civil War!

Even a fool knows that the richer the China, the redder it is. How much unfairness, stepped right of human, and bias judgment did it take for building all of the coliseums around Beijing to welcome the Olympic 2008? China is an Animal Farm! All creatures are equal, but some are more equal than others! As an American Chinese, I can care less and walk away. Let the pigs eat shit and die!

George Lucas and Steven Spielberg

I watched the Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull two nights ago. The forth one from the series. I think not only me, but all of the fans have waited for 19 years since the last one. In Chinese we say, “Wait until the neck has been elongated.”

I was a fan of Steven Spielberg years ago, but not lately. I don’t like his recent works, which always link to the “little green man”. I loved his movies, when he wasn’t that into the “little green man”, as his stories can be related to believes, religious, and space adventuring.

George Lucas, I grow up under his inspiration. I guess most of the boys in my age are all influenced by him. At least we played his computer adventure games such as The Indiana Jones and The Monkey Island. I admire this man, and he is my idol.

Afterall it’s not a bad movie, but most of the scenes were expected and not too surprising.

One Day

My anti-blogging mood is still kicking. I was complaint for not updating it as much as the past. As so many of you raised voices, so I have decided to write a short feeling, which supposed to be posted 1-2 month(s) ago.

I went to my best friend's wedding around 1-2 months ago. I was one of his "brothers" (Chinese thing). It was a tiring job, but I enjoyed it. We were close friends since the primary two. Actually, we went to the same kindergarten, but we didn't meet until years later due to different class settings

His wedding was wonderful, but a minor incident happened, which caused me to "think". A pair of separated couple met each other again in the wedding before the banquet started. After all these years, the lady married her Mr. Right and the man started a new life away from Hong Kong. Before the banquet, I realized the man's facial expression shifted, after he has heard her named somewhere around. After seeing her, he man's attitude totally changed. From their conversation, it could be recognized that the man is still caring for her a lot.

Should I say . . . it is harder for a man to get over with than a lady or the other way around? I really don't know, but at least I am certain for one thing . . . man with such an attitude is a total loser to me. I am a black-or-white person with no gray area. I am not young no more. I won't even spend a single second on recalling non-treasureable memory or moment. I rather treasure what I have in hand currently. As I know one day, when the time comes, they will be taken away. Connie, BeeBee, CeiCei, parents, apartment, liquors, youth, and even me will all be history . . . one day.