I need some faith to rely on

Saturday night: watching 'Lust Caution' with a bunch of MIT friends at Kendall Theatrer (review following on); Sunday afternoon: red-leave-viewing at Walden Pond with a couple of Taiwan friends; Today: lost and day dreaming throughout Dave's talk about some 'entropy budget' thing; really scared by my short-sightedness (it's going worse and worse as I sleep less and less =( when I failed to keep lecture notes in Stat 110 lecture; drinking an evil cup of coffee which I shouldn't have since I had promised I'll quit; astoundedly realizing the midterm for stat110 will be coming in 9 days, and making little progress on my research... It has been years before I finally realize I don't know how to talk lately; not only in English, but in Chinese. Or I should say, it has nothing to do with language I use, but it's the problem of my way of thinking, learning and memorizing. Remember Ni said life could be better if people could choose what to remember and what to erase from memory. I may probably be the kind of person who's good at forgetting things (and I'm getting even better), with the faith nostalgia does no good to you and prevent you from being strong, but overlook the point here is actually to selectively forget instead of forget completely. Keep a note in mind what I see, read, hear, feel is crucial to self-improvement; it's absolutely worthwhile, even if I have to pay the cost to root some bad memory in my brain as a 'side product'. Everything has to be put out the way they're supposed to be. Everyone who's carrying out these things are unique in some sense but identical in a logic way: no one could ever break the law our universe or our society follows; otherwise he/she will not be qualified to carry out things the way in which he/she likes. Bad health condition is alarming the bell. My bad, I know. I should have paid more attention to this but I didn't; I boasted I have no fear on death but I surely did. There is a devil in me called 'face-demon'; I've been almost killed by him for ages. But he's caught me deeply in my heart, making me addict to his phantom singing voice as addiction to drug. Well, get back to health. The first problem I should fix is to go to bed earlier and get more sleep. It won't be hard. Just love myself, treat myself well =)

I though I would see some red leaves, but the leaves refused to turn red so early that may waste the summer beauty...

Cute puppies!

North Bridge:The North Bridge, often colloquially called the Old North Bridge, across the Concord River in Concord, Massachusetts is a historical site in the Battle of Lexington and Concord, the first battle day in the Revolutionary War. Here five full companies of Minutemen and five of non-Minuteman militia occupied this hill with groups of other men streaming in, totaling about 400 against the British light infantry companies from the 4th, 10th, and 43rd Regiments of Foot under Captain Laurie, a force totaling about 90-95 men. The bridge—as well as the revolutionary events that took place around it—are commemorated poetically in Ralph Waldo Emerson's well-known Concord Hymn (1837), the first stanza of which follows:
"By the rude bridge that arched the flood,
Their flag to April's breeze unfurled,
Here once the embattled farmers stood
And fired the shot heard round the world."