不知道这个四位数的纪年什么时候会用到头。

转眼间传说中的二十一世纪居然已经自顾自的过了快十分之一！

1910年时的人们当时大概也曾有这么感慨的吧。

比较看看当年和现在有很多相似之处：
新兴国家在崛起，世界笼罩着令人窒息的战争的阴霾——
人类似乎已经耗尽了新世纪头十年的新鲜感和创造力，
等待着某个撬动变革的契机——
辛亥革命，一战，十月革命接踵而至：
新世纪的第二个十年里，人类把自己的欲望和梦想一股脑的倾泻出来：
破坏了死寂的平衡的同时也撬动了历史的杠杆。

美国、德国，世界中迅速蹿升的两强，却采取了截然不同的发展态度：
前者依托几乎没有天敌的地缘优势迅速成长，
后者被挤压在列强林立的旧大陆、而选择跟着浪漫主义的威廉二世去争夺生存空间。
结局已成历史。

很多人在检讨德国的战争冒险却忽视了当时整个世界的人心浮躁：
老牌殖民霸权的没落，任何强权都想成为世界的新霸主，
到处都充斥着狂热的民族主义和危险的言论与思想——
但是时代的变革岂是没有流血和牺牲的？
当各种政治理念、国家理想贪婪舔舐着人类鲜血的时候，
又有无数人前仆后继、甘为献祭。

最后这一切挣扎、抗争又到底换来了什么？
这个世界可是发生了什么根本性改变？
如果非要说战争带来的科技创新是这个世界进步的“贤者之石”，
这块石头上可有何处不凝结这无辜者的鲜血？
新的世界可不是有着和过往世界的一样问题？
社会的不公正，国家的不平等哪一样到了今天可曾消弭？
难道过往为之而战的理由到了今天就不成其为理由？
怀着执念隐忍、蛰伏而待起，我们又可曾有一天成长？

苹果电脑Macbook和MacbookPro的锂离子电池在完全耗尽后，再次开机时菜单栏中看到一个电池上带有红X 的图标，表明您的电池仍不能被计算机识别。MAC电池不能被识别的解决办法如下。

如果您的 MacBook 或 MacBook Pro电脑的电池电量完全耗尽，那么电脑电池将会自动进入一个低电量状态，以保持它将来充电的能力。完全耗尽电池电量可能是因使用电池直到计算机睡眠，然后将电池保持放在睡眠的计算机中一段时间而没有充电造成的。

如果您完全耗尽电池电量，那么当您插上 MacBook 或 MacBook Pro的电源线并启动计算机时，您将会在电脑菜单栏中看到一个电池上带有红X 的图标。如果看到该图标，那么请为电池充电5分钟以上，使其退出低电量模式，然后再次开始接受充电。如果5分钟后您的电池仍不能被计算机识别(图标上仍有红X)，那么您可能需要重新安装电池。如果在重新安装电池之后仍不能识别电池，那么请尝试重置PMU。

重置 MacBook 和 MacBook Pro 的“系统管理控制器”(SMC)

本文引用的是 2006 年 2 月以后生产的基于 Intel 的便携式计算机。

“系统管理控制器”是一个集成电路(计算机芯片)，它位于 MacBook 或 MacBook Pro电脑的逻辑主板中。顾名思义，它负责计算机的电源管理。它控制背光、硬盘的旋转、睡眠和唤醒、充电方面的性能、触控板的控制，以及当它与计算机睡眠时相关的一些输入/输出。

超过一定的时间，“系统管理控制器”中的设置可能会失效，它可能会导致计算机的操作异常。例如，无法打开、无法从睡眠中唤醒、无法给电池充电、无法识别 AC 适配器等。

重置 SMC 不能作为计算机没有响应时的首选解决方法。SMC重置并不是必须的，它只是作为怀疑电源管理系统的硬件失败时的最后一种解决方法。执行SMC 重置将把 MacBook Pro 的硬件，包括NVRAM(非易失性随机访问内存)，恢复到默认设置，并强制关闭计算机。

对于大多数情况，重新启动就足够了。如果计算机停止了响应，那么请逐一尝试以下的步骤。在两步之间测试一下，看它是否能够工作。如果一个步骤可以工作，那么就不必考虑下面的步骤，因为您已经解决了问题，可以开始运行了!如果您尝试了这里列出的所有步骤，而计算机仍无法工作，那么只有继续重置 SMC。

　　1.强制退出(Option-Command-Escape)
　　2.重新启动(Control-Command-Power)
　　3.强制关机(按住电源键保持 10 秒)

只有当上述步骤都不能解决问题时才考虑在计算机中执行 SMC 重置。

　　1.如果计算机是打开的，那么请将其关闭。
　　2.断开 AC 适配器并卸掉计算机的电池。
　　3.按住电源键保持 5 秒，然后释放该键。
　　4.重新连接电池和 AC 适配器。
　　5.按住电源键以重新启动计算机。

Almost coming the end of year 2009, so many has happened so far.
If I have to make a conclusion of this year, it was really a nice season to say bye-bye to people.
People come, and people left.
After 3 months, I will be 25, which is closer to the 30-year-old compared to 20.
Lots of persons would love to say there is always a new start in the new year.
I agreed, at least part of it.
However this new startline was still based on the endline of the old one.
Having struggled quite hard during 2009, it is very time to review where my endline was.

Finally getting all the results from both GRE and IELTS,
with 660 + 800 + 3.5 in GRE and 7.0 in IELTS.

I didn't want to pretend that I was not satisfied-
actually it was a quite good result especially for the IELTS.

However there are still some quite funny changes in the score distribution for IELTS.

Last time listening and writing is my weakest point and speaking is just second to the reading.
But this time the speaking alone was shifted to the worst.
Nevertheless reading is still the best among all the capabilities.

The AW part as 3.5 is not a big surprise for me-
anyway it is at least better than 3.0.

I don't think it quite necessary to take TOEFL recently due to the limited time left for something obviously more important.

Then let's move onto the next step.

Having finished all the exams I could take recently, am I now supposed to be released?

The answer is definitely NO.

There are still things not fixed yet: universities to apply, recommendations to ask for and mails to send.
Compared to this, the days preparing GRE seemed more pure and easy-taking:
the only thing I may need to consider is how to get a good grade.

Catching cold, guessing or hoping not swine flu, I am just recovering.
Some bad news got me yesterday.
Best wishes for grandpa and hope it not necessary to be back due to some cause.
There are so many of my friends having missed someone this year,
I believe his heart will still beat as strongly as a soldier at least for some more decades.

Old Soldier Never Die.

Going to leave for Munich tmr, I am now preparing for the few luggage. And after the day after tmr, everything will be fixed: staying in Germany or going to an English speaking country.

Having finished reading the so called JJ, a web log for the GRE verbal database, everything should have been done so far to assure the best present on the day of GRE.

Just hope all things go well.

Just having received the news from professor Loeffler that I was selected to get one of the scholarships of master thesis.

400 Euros seemed to be just a good support for me recently especially after spending so much on exams.

The scholarship in Europe here seemed not as same as the one in North American in terminology. The amount itself cannot be called small either.

Anyway, it is a not bad fund and means more on encouraging.

Lost in the periodical depression, with Winter coming which made the condition even worse, it seemed not good for one as me, going to 2 exams in less than 3 weeks.

After surfing online, the professionals advised the exposure under sunshine, exercising more and talking with people. I did them all. Although taking 'precious' time and not working as what I have expected, it really solve some parts of my problems, by which I even considered of the anti depressant medicine.

I am still worrying a lot, but the condition is better. And with the help of earplug, I can even concentrate with my laptop open and the window facing the party noise. It is now nearly five o'clock in the morning and the dawn will break soon, meaning a newer, but shorter daytime's coming.

I have just closed books then some bad memory came into my mind. I am trying to use Chopin and Mozart, which recently became the best friends while learning alone, to get rid all of them. CNN and ABC podcast every night brought me something interesting, but today I thought I would take Keroro instead in order to relax and better sleep.

The past is not so easy to forget. But I preferred forgetting the future, especially without someone waiting there.

Nightmare or bad dream always come with my depression, which usually exacerbate my desperate condition. Yesterday and the day before yesterday, I just cannot help but dream of some old stories. The trigger might be the wet floor by my mistake of dropping water onto the ground.

Who could I count on?

It is so coward of me that just a exam recently could make my nerve so vulnerable and my mood so lachrymose.

Who the hell, with some normal strength of minds, would care of a wet floor, which reminded him his ex.gf. using bath? I just need to move on and get my amnesia as usual as my playing card games. Or I just need to remember the hundreds of times she making me totally embarrassing and angry. I should at least realize what an idiot I am while being the last one knowing her foolproof tricks.

And under which circumstance should I have a stupid dream of her?

scheiße!

How does a pangolin mutate into an olingo by pharmacy?

He just need to "go" (pharmacy), buy some painkillers and kill the "pang".

pangolin: 穿山甲

olingo:尖吻浣熊

For each cultivated mind which cannot simply overlook the island on any atlas by negligence except for the condition that the cartographer made a really stupid mistake for not spotting it on map, which seemed not to be possible even for a very amateur mapper, it is a very paradox, which has caused lots of theoretical or technical problems in dozens of either international or national circumstances, that faced by either the mainland Chinese or the so-called Taiwanese.

I have witnessed some caused by this paradox while traveling with my friends in southern Germany this summer, among whom there is one girl from Taiwan. Once arriving our destination Bechersgarden (hopefully this is the right spell), we decided to visit the local salt-mines, a quite famous sight spot, where we are asked about the nationality by the administrator in order to help us to find the right electronic-translator guiding our visit. When being asked, the Taiwan girl replied Taiwan at once, which caused a confusion for him because the German didn't know what the language of Taiwan was so he asked then, and for a little bit hesitation, she said, Chinese please. I can sense the atmosphere around her changing after her second reply.

During the whole journey, I was thinking and reminded myself last year visiting Vienna I had to talk with some Taiwanese with English, which made me really sick. So what the hell Chinese or Taiwanese is?

After arriving Germany, I cannot avoid some of many conditions meeting people from Taiwan. Under this certain circumstance, if everyone has to instruct the nationality of him/her-self, the Taiwanese always said Taiwan and then, I always said Nanking. The decentralization is understandable, especially in a country with such a size as China, but denying your motherland is another case. Strictly speaking, there was almost no native or aboriginal living modern Taiwan now and there are no more difference between Taiwan and Fujian than that between Nanking and Zhenjiang either historically, genetically, culturally or whatever-so. Taiwanese might be a little bit insulated by the latest 50 years, but for the cultivated, that is quite ridiculous and insane to proclaim themselves as a new-born ethnicity distinguished from Chinese.

The cause of the paradox faced by Taiwanese is that they are so coward that they have no courage to admit the truth that they are Chinese. Isolated for so many years, they used to thinking as a Korean to protect themselves with imaginative metal-clad and insulation by any try to making them accede the truth. They prefer ostrich. They tried to refuse any indication relating him/her-self to his/her compatriots from comparative poverty and less educated condition of mainland.

But if we did not want to share the responsibilities by some of our poor and ill-mannered compatriots, how could we exemplify ourselves to the world illustrating that what a really good Chinese is?

It's really such reluctant a task, which is still unfortunately necessary, to make myself get some relationship clear by cleaning up all the contacts in Messenger and QQ, in the latter of which there are so many strangers whom probably never be talked with since being added on the list called 'My Friends'.

And it was also not surprised that there be still someone in my list, whom I will never consider talking with or keeping in contact and for whom I made a special contact list, to avoid just simply deleting and forgetting the names forever, called 'Never to be contacted' or more accurately 'Never to be mentioned' and including the frequently mentioned nickname 'Miss =^^=' in my log.

So why don't just make a list called 'EX'? Good question. But the point is this arrangement provided a possible solution to deal with some so-called friend (not fiend) whom I don't like anymore but still have to know in case some amnesia happened might delete my memory, making myself forgive or forget them and what they have done to me. Some of them even asked me recently in an email, incredibly of course, whether I might kill her/him. Is it some kind of bad joke? Pardon me for not understanding this style of humor, the answer was obviously no. Didn't anyone teach you the basic standards and lawsuits in modern society? Killing someone is illegal and would probably at the cost of one's own life or at least some part of the freedom, and all the cost was not a calculated risk for someone like you, whom would never deserve this sacrifice!

Feeling pain deeply inside every common day and struggling for a slightly better condition for not being so desperate, I am not to totally recover or to move on, especially remembering each lie and hurt deeply penetrating my heart. If you feel guilty, it was nothing of my business and I won't try to help to make you feel better because that is your fault and you will never falsify anymore and if you have some consciousness, you would suffer, and if not, you are nothing more than a breathing corporal.