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    September 27

    schedule

    The otherwise happy National Holiday has been ruined:
     
    Underwater Communictions Project due Oct. 3rd;
    Statistical Inference exam has been set on Oct. 4th;
    Assignment for Statistical Inference due Oct. 5th;
    Assignment for Linear Algebra due Oct. 8th.
    Modern Analysis exam on Oct. 12nd. 
     
    Hands full....
    September 18

    A Letter from Tama

    凌骏;你好!
     
    你到了美国以后就要一个月过了。那边还热吗?
    今天我见到以前美国留学的朋友,他说真有意思的地方。
    我放心了,因为你会做合适自己口味的菜。哈哈。
     
    学校的环境好吗?他们学生平时怎么过呢?我想知道。真羡慕,我也想去美国,哈哈。
    我上星期去日本[名古屋]为工作。那个时候我去看日本古老的城,然后看水族馆。一个人去。。。可怜啊。
    那么你好好学习吧。注意健康!
     
    玉村 仁洋 
    September 10

    Being a Gator

    The student identification card issued by UF is called Gator One Card.

    The weekend recreational activity in UF, where you can watch free movies, enjoy free drink, is named Gator Night.

    “UF is in Gainesville, the Gator Nation is everywhere”. So once you step onto the earth of UF, you become one member of the Gator Nation, consciously or unconsciously.

     

    Gator this, Gator that…

     

    Gator is a word you can frequently hear, although you are bound to miss it in any official dictionaries.

     

    The weather that typifies Florida is sunshine. (Florida is a well-known sunshine state.) The fruit that typifies Florida is citruses. (You can verify it by simply looking at the license plates issued in Florida.) The animal species that typifies Florida is alligators.

     

    Gator comes from the word “alligator”.

     
    September 02

    Bourne’s Ultimatum

    Xu Di’s newly bought Thinkpad, my speakers and 17# LCD: this was the best combination of the computers in our dorm. We relished the chance to exploit this “luxurious” computer and enjoy the downloaded high-resolution movies. Dorm was Movie Theater then.

    That was show time: showing off Xu’s Thinkpad (He declaimed that it was with such smoothness that his beloved computer processed the otherwise lagged frames), as well as the unforgettable "The Bourne Identity" I and II.

    Never imagine that the last part of Bourne’s Series was watched at Regal Gainesville Cinema 14 last night with Arsen, about 18 months after those movie nights.

    Arsen, 3 years of my junior, was born in Russia, (or specifically in Soviet) attended senior high school and pursued his B.S. degree both in Miami."People went to University of Miami for two reasons", Arsen once told me, "One is the beach and the other is the Cuban Club." "Then which one is your reason?" I asked. "Because my whole family is there…" He is a movie lover, but there is some difficulty when we talk about movies. I seldom memorize English name of the movies and enormous stars. So we have to take the painful step to imply which movie we are talking about from the description of the story. "Anyhow, it is practice," Arsen comforted me, "and it's interesting."

    We are now lab-mates.

    On the weekend of the first complete week after the new semester started, and after enduring the unfathomable Linear Algebra taught by an Indian teacher, Arsen and I decided to “indulge” ourselves, to go further beyond the campus, to watch “Bourne’s Ultimatum”.

    Impressive movie, sound atmosphere, happy ending - despite the stinking cold air-conditioner - were worth the money. The main character is Matt Damon: I should remember it!

    “What is ultimatum?” I asked Arsen when he drove me home, and got the meaning after his patient explanation. He dropped me at the entrance to our apartment: it was already mid-night.

    On opening the door, roommate told me surprisingly that the little creature haunting in our kitchen is not a roach, but a mouse, a small one, smaller than the palm size. He witnessed it.

    I called Arsen 15 minutes later to make sure that he reached his apartment safe, and by the way told him the “creature’s identity” in our kitchen.

    “I will contact the leasing office and ask for help after the Labor Day, you know, living with mice is really… uncomfortable, so the mice have three more days to enjoy…” I said.

    “I give you 3 days, leave my kitchen or you die: your choice. This is my ultimatum to the mice…” I added.

    “Well, that IS ultimatum, you got it.” I heard Arsen’s laughter from the other end of the phone.