<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661</id><updated>2011-08-01T12:19:39.660-07:00</updated><category term='Me'/><category term='People'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Feel'/><category term='Journey'/><category term='Career'/><title type='text'>My Voice Aloud</title><subtitle type='html'>It takes more than courage to say what you want to say</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-39006562403023006</id><published>2015-04-21T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T11:29:28.317-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><title type='text'>[TOP] My WordPress Blog</title><summary type='text'>Please kindly note that I have started a new blog with wordpress at:An Advice A Dayhttp://anadviceaday.wordpress.com/You are more than welcome to stop by, leave a comment, and/or subscribe.I will keep writing on blogspot with same content for the time being.Thank you.Deniseyezi</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/39006562403023006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-wordpress-blog.html#comment-form' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/39006562403023006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/39006562403023006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-wordpress-blog.html' title='[TOP] My WordPress Blog'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-769573630322388909</id><published>2010-04-27T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T12:26:54.593-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>What can you learn from the Celebrity Apprentice?</title><summary type='text'>I like watching the Apprentice because the show pushes you to think what would you say or do when you were put in a similar challenging position. By getting celebrities on the show, it just gives you a better reason to watch it and makes the show more entertaining.In the latest episode, the challenge is to do fundraising by creating a whole-day work-out routine for 24-hour Fitness. The more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/769573630322388909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-can-you-learn-from-celebrity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/769573630322388909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/769573630322388909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-can-you-learn-from-celebrity.html' title='What can you learn from the Celebrity Apprentice?'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-6029323866983587075</id><published>2010-04-22T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T11:17:25.142-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Career'/><title type='text'>How NOT to make the same mistake in a night club or at a conference.</title><summary type='text'>I’m sure you’ve been through this before. You walk into the night club with one of your girlfriends, and then 10 minutes later she started talking to this really cute guy and basically you’re left alone for the rest of the night.I bet you don’t want to put your girlfriend in the same situation. But there is a spark with that guy, and you really want to talk to him and dance with him. So now what?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/6029323866983587075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-not-to-make-same-mistake-in-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/6029323866983587075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/6029323866983587075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-not-to-make-same-mistake-in-night.html' title='How NOT to make the same mistake in a night club or at a conference.'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-4517903330149860077</id><published>2010-04-22T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T11:16:31.019-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>How to Play the "Unfair" Card</title><summary type='text'>It is almost funny how often I hear the phrase "it's unfair for other people."At college, if you want to due your homework late, the professor will tell you “it’s unfair for the other students” in the same class, who may have skipped their friend’s birthday parties over the weekend to finish the paper.At work, if you don’t copy other members on your team when you send out an email to someone in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/4517903330149860077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-to-play-unfair-card.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/4517903330149860077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/4517903330149860077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-to-play-unfair-card.html' title='How to Play the &quot;Unfair&quot; Card'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-5284364609284856244</id><published>2010-01-07T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T14:56:21.830-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Want It, Earn It</title><summary type='text'>It really does not feel like a New Year, definitely not another decade, maybe still somewhere in 2008. I stared at the time on the bottom right of my computer for a long time today, and I said so to myself.I just had a call with IRS, after waiting online for like 10 minutes, of course. Apparently I never received my tax return for 2008. I put down the direct deposit information but it was still </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/5284364609284856244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2010/01/want-it-earn-it.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/5284364609284856244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/5284364609284856244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2010/01/want-it-earn-it.html' title='Want It, Earn It'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-3694396333822542453</id><published>2009-09-22T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T07:32:37.768-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Career'/><title type='text'>ZT: Surprising Stock Market Indicators</title><summary type='text'>Since the dawn of trading stocks, investors have attempted to predict the direction of the markets, making calls based on everything from solid research to gut instincts. In this vein, market indicators have been developed, acting as tools to help investors predict future market movements.Although countless indicators of varied usefulness exist, there is a special breed that finds itself off the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/3694396333822542453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/09/zt-surprising-stock-market-indicators.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/3694396333822542453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/3694396333822542453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/09/zt-surprising-stock-market-indicators.html' title='ZT: Surprising Stock Market Indicators'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-7205103658064862969</id><published>2009-09-08T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T16:50:30.008-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Reflections</title><summary type='text'>On September 1st I walked out of my cozy apartment on 28th street and as I was rushing to the subway station, the coolness of the morning breeze struck me. I looked up into the sky and it was the same sheer blueness, and people were still busily walking around in their summer clothes, but at that moment this little voice started to talk at the back of my head: wow, so it’s autumn again. It’s just</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/7205103658064862969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/09/reflections.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/7205103658064862969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/7205103658064862969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/09/reflections.html' title='Reflections'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-5699722066637923920</id><published>2009-08-04T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T16:45:37.275-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>How honest can you be?</title><summary type='text'>A few days ago, I discovered Penelope Trunk’s blog and I have been reading it almost non-stop. She is insanely honest and extremely sharing with her insightful and practical advices on networking, job hunting, career and life in general. “How to decide how much to tell about yourself on your blog” was among the very first few articles I read about her and I was stunned, but the more I read into </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/5699722066637923920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-honest-can-you-be.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/5699722066637923920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/5699722066637923920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-honest-can-you-be.html' title='How honest can you be?'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-7535302381543385281</id><published>2009-08-03T09:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T18:18:53.913-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>A Random Walk on a Rainy Day</title><summary type='text'>I was walking on 9th street toward 2nd avenue, when it started to rain. I went into the Starbucks around the corner and waited in line to get my favorite mango banana Viviano. The woman in front of me ordered 2 packs of coffee that would probably feed a zoo, and the guy behind the counter had a smirk that reminded me of an old friend. It was another Sunday late morning, and I was walking in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/7535302381543385281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/08/rainy-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/7535302381543385281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/7535302381543385281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/08/rainy-day.html' title='A Random Walk on a Rainy Day'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-1812913801786734195</id><published>2009-08-03T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T09:38:43.668-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><title type='text'>When you lose everything</title><summary type='text'>I randomly discovered Ellen DeGeneres’s commencement speech at Tulane. I watched Ellen’s talk show 4-5pm almost every day my senior year. She used to make my afternoons filled with laughter and joy, and some contemplation about life. Now I have a full-time job so I have to skip but this clip reminds me how sharp and hilarious she is.Enjoy!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/1812913801786734195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-you-lose-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/1812913801786734195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/1812913801786734195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-you-lose-everything.html' title='When you lose everything'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-3288906361652006038</id><published>2009-08-03T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T09:35:41.135-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel'/><title type='text'>500 Days of Summer</title><summary type='text'>Joseph Gordon-Levitt500 Days of SummerJustin LongHe’s just not that into youRodrigo SantoroLove ActuallyI love these 3 movies, and these guys are so cute in them. For some reason I thought they are all half Asian. But turns out Joe was born in LA and raised as a Jew; Justin was born in Connecticut and raised as a Roman Catholic; and Rodrigo is a Brazilian. This demonstrates how wrong I can be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/3288906361652006038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/08/500-days-of-summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/3288906361652006038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/3288906361652006038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/08/500-days-of-summer.html' title='500 Days of Summer'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-7337259113830474333</id><published>2009-07-23T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T19:31:02.410-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>It's Never Too Late</title><summary type='text'>An old saying goes, it’s never too late. Well yeah God gives you one chance, you blow it, then another you blow it again, then another…until one day God decides fine I’m done with it. Up until that day, yeah you can say it’s never too late. But how would you know? Maybe to some extent you know. Maybe your instinct is really there to navigate you. But the other day I realized one thing what does </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/7337259113830474333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-never-too-late.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/7337259113830474333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/7337259113830474333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-never-too-late.html' title='It&apos;s Never Too Late'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-4736934364783835055</id><published>2009-07-23T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T19:29:27.592-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>If you know anything about me</title><summary type='text'>I realized that I am first and foremost a sharing person. That is what brought me to BlackRock. That is also why after spending several days doing research on flights (not just where, when and how to find cheap tickets but what dates, even what time frame suggest the best strategies to book them), I shared the information with everyone else who’s going on the trip. They call it time the market, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/4736934364783835055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-you-know-anything-about-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/4736934364783835055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/4736934364783835055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-you-know-anything-about-me.html' title='If you know anything about me'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-8321717837058848071</id><published>2009-07-15T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T10:05:10.611-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Tree Hole</title><summary type='text'>They said in ancient times, people would go into the mountains and the forests to find a tree hole, and tell the tree hole their secrets, then they seal the hole with some mud, and the secrets would stay there forever.I guess everyone needs a tree hole. People have too much pressure nowadays. Under pressure, either we run, or we endure. For some people, run is not even an option. So they endure, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/8321717837058848071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/07/tree-hole.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/8321717837058848071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/8321717837058848071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/07/tree-hole.html' title='Tree Hole'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-3448412762183507352</id><published>2009-07-14T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T18:56:14.304-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>The Translation for ShanLiang</title><summary type='text'>I never found an accurate translation for this Chinese phrase “Shan Liang”, it basically means being kind in heart, having a soft spot in his soul, having some symphony for those who are weak, poor, hurt or sad.Michael Jackson died. Probably he was the only other American guy beside Michael Jordon that every Chinese knows as well. There are many articles online about him. About how he died, how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/3448412762183507352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/07/translation-for-shanliang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/3448412762183507352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/3448412762183507352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/07/translation-for-shanliang.html' title='The Translation for ShanLiang'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-169379672125325018</id><published>2009-07-07T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T19:24:48.434-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Career'/><title type='text'>Freaking Out</title><summary type='text'>This is probably the second most overly used phrase beside the other F word. I still remember how my friend commented that the proficiency and comfort of your English can be justified by how smoothly you quote the F word. He used to be amazed by how American kids can squeeze two or three F words with different forms into one sentence at ease. And the master came when sex and the city created the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/169379672125325018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/07/freaking-out.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/169379672125325018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/169379672125325018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/07/freaking-out.html' title='Freaking Out'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-9166037541824908202</id><published>2009-07-07T18:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T18:52:59.879-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>No Pressure</title><summary type='text'>Of course there is no pressure.There is no responsibility either.You thought you were happy today.Because you don't worry about the future.Or make a void promise you never keep.But things come together in this world.That is why choice is hard.That is why choice differentiates.You thought you made it fair. But no, you only want the good ones.And then one day you will leave me.leaving me to say to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/9166037541824908202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-pressure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/9166037541824908202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/9166037541824908202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-pressure.html' title='No Pressure'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-2163124285871376399</id><published>2009-07-07T18:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T18:34:48.825-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><title type='text'>Two kinds</title><summary type='text'>There are two kinds of crazy people in the world. The first kind is crazy because they are weird, but they are weird in a way that makes a lot of sense. They tend to be charming and amusing. They are lonely too, that’s why sometimes they would fall for you if you are simply good to them. Their weirdness is precious yet vulnerable, something they might want to hide but still naturally show. They </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/2163124285871376399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/07/two-kinds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/2163124285871376399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/2163124285871376399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/07/two-kinds.html' title='Two kinds'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-8303482864156200033</id><published>2009-07-07T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T11:58:12.521-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel'/><title type='text'>Overheard</title><summary type='text'>I’d like to get some groceries and put them into your fridge. Hmm I like that idea.Maybe~~~--Should I open the window?--No, you’ve got enough mosquito bite on your ankle.--Wow I’m impressed that you noticed that.--Oh there are a lot of things that I’ve noticed.You are wonderful.Oh did I tell you that? You are so wonderful.I guess I’m nervous.--What do you want?--For you to be happy.Do you know </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/8303482864156200033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/07/overheard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/8303482864156200033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/8303482864156200033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/07/overheard.html' title='Overheard'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-2851822378684982688</id><published>2009-06-30T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T09:02:07.319-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><title type='text'>The Cube</title><summary type='text'>Imagine a room.What’s the color of the wall?Now imagine a cube.How big is the cube?Is it solid or transparent?Where is it in the room, floating in the air or sitting on the ground?Imagine a ladder.Where is the ladder?Is it a long one or a short one?Imagine some flowers.Where are the flowers?How many are there?Are they of the same type or not?Now a horse (or some type of animal for guys)What are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/2851822378684982688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/06/cube.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/2851822378684982688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/2851822378684982688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/06/cube.html' title='The Cube'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-1913666031458617459</id><published>2009-06-23T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T17:50:03.046-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>The PV of Future Happiness</title><summary type='text'>Can you wait? He asked me.Yes I can. I sighed, but I’d rather have it right here and now.If you are locked in a room with a beautiful lady for an hour, and you can choose to kiss her in the first minute or the last minute of the hour, which one will you choose?The majority would prefer the first minute. No surprise.1 Dollar values more today and less tomorrow, the future cashflow will have to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/1913666031458617459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/06/pv-of-future-happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/1913666031458617459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/1913666031458617459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/06/pv-of-future-happiness.html' title='The PV of Future Happiness'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-6957236433174987732</id><published>2009-06-18T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T08:21:00.801-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel'/><title type='text'>Compliment</title><summary type='text'>I am gonna give you a huge compliment.I really like the taste.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/6957236433174987732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/06/compliment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/6957236433174987732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/6957236433174987732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/06/compliment.html' title='Compliment'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-6910536576168529373</id><published>2009-06-17T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T18:03:00.143-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><title type='text'>The conversation with a Scorpio</title><summary type='text'>After an hour of debate on some plausible explanations backing up the idea of horoscope and slightly defending myself against stereotyping, I decided to “give up”. Sometimes, it’s hard to identify whether a person is being sarcastic, or just joking, or even angry, this is probably the only thing that I don’t particularly like about online chatting. So I said: you have the right to think about me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/6910536576168529373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/06/conversation-with-scorpio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/6910536576168529373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/6910536576168529373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/06/conversation-with-scorpio.html' title='The conversation with a Scorpio'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-6439108287773203896</id><published>2009-06-15T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T07:29:56.307-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel'/><title type='text'>Stupid Things</title><summary type='text'> Sometimes we wish for the betterWhen we have it good as it getsSometimes the grass isn't greenerSometimes we find out we forgetSometimes the fool doesn't know he's a foolSometimes a dog he don't know he's a dogSometimes I do stupid things to youWhen I really don't mean it allSometimes a manJust don't be a manIt's not an excuseIt's just how it isSometimes the wrongDon't know that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/6439108287773203896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/06/stupid-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/6439108287773203896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/6439108287773203896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/06/stupid-things.html' title='Stupid Things'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-6041281101460642349</id><published>2009-06-12T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T16:27:41.703-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Other Side</title><summary type='text'>Every coin has two sides. Such an old saying, maybe too old. A cup of water stands on the table. Either you see it as half full, or half empty. But it is interesting to see how people still make use of it nowadays. For politicians/business people, it is the so called “positive framing”. As much as our dear president claims how he would represent and “unite” all races, genders, religions, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/6041281101460642349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/06/other-side.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/6041281101460642349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/6041281101460642349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/06/other-side.html' title='The Other Side'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-4665666133556320879</id><published>2009-06-11T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:24:45.303-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Reinvention</title><summary type='text'>New York has been raining for a long time. But for the first time, raining doesn't really bother me any more. In fact, I could hardly notice. Maybe even if I come across some really cute guy I wouldn't even notice either. My mind has been preoccupied with something else. I was invited (though just to fill an vacancy) to this 50 Outstanding Asian American Awards ceremony last night, and I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/4665666133556320879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/06/reinvention.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/4665666133556320879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/4665666133556320879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/06/reinvention.html' title='Reinvention'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-810502110937681708</id><published>2009-06-11T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:34:15.977-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Career'/><title type='text'>Recording History</title><summary type='text'>It was probably the first time I felt really really excited about my job. For the past year that I have been working in the asset management industry, things have been going to shit. It was a great learning opportunity and because people are so nice and sharing, I really don't mind working hard. And when I tell people I enjoy what I do, I do really mean it. But aside from the few DD meetings that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/810502110937681708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/06/recording-history.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/810502110937681708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/810502110937681708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/06/recording-history.html' title='Recording History'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-2820823212100296924</id><published>2009-06-10T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T21:07:06.197-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel'/><title type='text'>The Best Thing</title><summary type='text'>The best thing in the world is to be able to say I miss you when you feel like saying it, and knowing the other person is feeling exactly the same way.Confirmed.--I miss you.--I know. I miss you too.As simple as that. As happy as that. As beautiful as that.In this big big world, and as a tiny little person...what else can you ask?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/2820823212100296924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/06/best-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/2820823212100296924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/2820823212100296924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/06/best-thing.html' title='The Best Thing'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-8883752526341120003</id><published>2009-06-10T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T11:44:57.984-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Identify</title><summary type='text'>My books finally arrived. I have been so far away from “reading for leisure” for so long, but all of a sudden, I found peace and pleasure by immersing myself into the flip-through of words accumulated on actual papers (as opposed to sitting in front of a computer screen) outside of my long working hours, various social obligations and newly picked-up routine of walking around and photoshooting. I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/8883752526341120003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/06/identify.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/8883752526341120003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/8883752526341120003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/06/identify.html' title='Identify'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-3924930385295433792</id><published>2009-06-04T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T21:58:10.477-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>So What?</title><summary type='text'>In approximately 33 hours I will start my CFA level 1 exam. I am scared, but excited too (you can see how much I love this expression). I studied crazily for the past 1.5 weeks, well it's basically because I haven't been studying much at all. But I feel so good. I was reading the flashcards on Number 6 subways; I was watching video lectures when talking to my friends online; I got 3 days off work</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/3924930385295433792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/3924930385295433792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/3924930385295433792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-what.html' title='So What?'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-4569830824513602836</id><published>2009-05-27T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:31:45.835-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>What Happened to the Moonlight?</title><summary type='text'>I finally went back to Yale again last weekend for the 2009 commencement. It’s been exactly a year, everything’s still the same; everything’s so different. My fellow Piersonites reminded me of Toads, last change dance, Myrtle Beach, fencing club, Feb club, commencement ball, and etc. I was thrilled to discover K and S are coming to midtown NY to work too, and we were already discussing our lunch </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/4569830824513602836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-happened-to-moonlight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/4569830824513602836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/4569830824513602836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-happened-to-moonlight.html' title='What Happened to the Moonlight?'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-729876406350792250</id><published>2009-05-22T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:17:24.787-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>The Observer</title><summary type='text'>Your facebook account was hacked, and it was a disaster. Your account started to mysteriously sending out messages to all of your friends with a fake facebook-looking webpage aimed at compromising more information. Then in the next hour or so, your Gmail account started to show your very own facebook inbox was flooded with inquiries such as “what is that?” “is your account hacked?” “Hey long time</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/729876406350792250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/observer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/729876406350792250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/729876406350792250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/observer.html' title='The Observer'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-4224953501448807144</id><published>2009-05-21T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T21:34:35.679-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Everybody's free</title><summary type='text'>I could hardly believe one year has passed since my own graduation. I still clearly remember in the commencement speech, how Blair joked about how Yale seniors invited his daughter to our naked parties and how his daughter turned down that offer. I am nothing but so grateful to have been immersed in the liberal culture Yale has offered, and I am delighted to witness I have become a more flexible </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/4224953501448807144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/everybodys-free.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/4224953501448807144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/4224953501448807144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/everybodys-free.html' title='Everybody&apos;s free'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-8779169493777963713</id><published>2009-05-21T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T15:44:53.924-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Career'/><title type='text'>About Work</title><summary type='text'>1. Success is actually a by-product, if you enjoy what you do, and you know this is what you want, you automatically put passion and efforts into it, and naturally you will become successful in due time.2. Stay hungry stay foolish by Steve Jobs is a must read. It's all about reactions. You don't have to think you got cancer too to realize that...3. Listen to the little voice in your heart. Even </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/8779169493777963713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/about-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/8779169493777963713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/8779169493777963713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/about-work.html' title='About Work'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-8013414790300139183</id><published>2009-05-21T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T15:28:37.634-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Try To</title><summary type='text'>1. Go to bed before midnight and get up by 7:30.2. The answer is always a no unless it has to be a yes.3. Smile when you hear a compliment, but don't take it seriously.4. When you have to think too hard on what to say, maybe it's better just not to say anything.5. Someone comes by and goes away, perfectly normal. Someone comes by and stays forever, precious! Do you really have to ask someone if </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/8013414790300139183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/8013414790300139183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/8013414790300139183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/things.html' title='Try To'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-8574946978920075323</id><published>2009-05-21T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T14:16:26.915-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>On Relationship</title><summary type='text'>These are the conclusions I summarized after listening to the guidance from my new relationship adviser (and maybe the only one): Mr. Big.And these are very very good advices.1. Rule of thumb: Only get into a relationship when it makes you happy. If you start to feel sad, irritated, disturbed, paranoid or painful, you should may as well stop.2. You have every right to be selfish in a relationship</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/8574946978920075323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-relationship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/8574946978920075323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/8574946978920075323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-relationship.html' title='On Relationship'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-5698828141638865814</id><published>2009-05-21T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T15:17:34.730-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>The 25</title><summary type='text'>1. I do not have a wallet, because I will lost it whenever I have one.2. I am BIGGGGGGGGGG on sleep.3. Abs.4. I have finally visited all 8 Ivy League colleges, Princeton is mylast one and I visited it just today,...so missing Yale and collegelife now~~~5. I have pretty bad temper, especially to those close to me. Sorry. I know I owe you this word.6. One sentence I keep saying to myself: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/5698828141638865814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/25-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/5698828141638865814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/5698828141638865814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/25-things.html' title='The 25'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-7973191894084419902</id><published>2009-05-21T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T13:36:48.803-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><title type='text'>Make Face Time</title><summary type='text'>Power Down. Log off. Unplug.Have Mercy on your thumbs.Browse the world wide something else.Send some not-so-instant messages.Undo. Hit cancel. Be together.Make face time.The subway in New York is old, worn out, dirty and sometimes sketchy.But once in a while, you see some great advertisement lines.They subtly lighten your world, and warm your heart, and suddenly you will feel:It is not too bad a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/7973191894084419902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/make-face-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/7973191894084419902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/7973191894084419902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/make-face-time.html' title='Make Face Time'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-3255504222176109611</id><published>2009-05-01T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T17:44:11.470-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>On Waiting</title><summary type='text'>My Dear Booksender,I felt embarrassed not being able to finish the book before you got back. I want to make it up so I started reading it last night. It was an excellent read, and I couldn't put it down once I immersed myself into the lines. I guess I wouldn't go so far to hand-write you a 5 or 6 pages report as Manna did for Commissar Wei, because then you might simply hate my handwriting, haha.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/3255504222176109611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-waiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/3255504222176109611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/3255504222176109611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-waiting.html' title='On Waiting'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-7899432419215984669</id><published>2009-04-21T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T14:14:46.312-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Career'/><title type='text'>Objectives</title><summary type='text'>Andrew Dyson, new head of international institutional business of all BlackRock.Leverage among different regions: to gain a broader perspective of who we are and what we do, by spending time away from our own culture and people.Become more of a client than of an asset manager: especially in extraordinary times like this, always put client’s need on top of everything.Defend passionately and always</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/7899432419215984669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/04/objectives.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/7899432419215984669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/7899432419215984669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/04/objectives.html' title='Objectives'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-3692231626036455584</id><published>2008-07-21T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T14:12:34.901-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>A Way of Life</title><summary type='text'>For years I have been trying so hard to understand what I want from life, and what I could do to make the best out of it. Four years of college life (not limited to "college" life, obviously) in a different country have constantly challenged my boundaries and characters, and in retrospect, I feel grateful for all the good and bad that happened to me. Here are a few points that I want to share </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/3692231626036455584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-years-i-have-been-trying-so-hard-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/3692231626036455584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/3692231626036455584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-years-i-have-been-trying-so-hard-to.html' title='A Way of Life'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-3827448579367253660</id><published>2008-05-04T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T16:08:56.176-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Battle</title><summary type='text'>I talked too much about China these days. I got too many questions about China, and I read too much about China. But seriously, just like people don't want to talk about their plans after graduation anymore, I am getting tired answering these questions again and again.American people can be really ignorant on certain things. They talk about human rights, property rights, environmental problems </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/3827448579367253660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-talked-too-much-about-china-these.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/3827448579367253660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/3827448579367253660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-talked-too-much-about-china-these.html' title='The Battle'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-5529339604355672758</id><published>2008-04-27T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T16:09:49.695-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>The Rules of Expectation--on partying in the US</title><summary type='text'>I have been curious, scared, frustrated yet fascinated by the party scene in the US colleges for a long time. I tried to social more this semester because it is the last semester of my college years, and as time goes by, I thought I was finally well-prepared for this kind of life-style. However, the experiences I had both directly and indirectly challenged my "well-prepared" mindset in an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/5529339604355672758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/rules-of-expectation-on-partying-in-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/5529339604355672758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/5529339604355672758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/rules-of-expectation-on-partying-in-us.html' title='The Rules of Expectation--on partying in the US'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-5500320278734794842</id><published>2008-04-21T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T16:09:15.642-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><title type='text'>Facts about Puerto Rico</title><summary type='text'>1. Technically there are no Asians onthe island. So be prepared to be perceived as precious as pandas. True, you're under spotlight wherever you go! Especially if you travel in groups...oh lala!2. Don't worry about directions. Just ask a random person on the street of Mayaguez (not so in San Juan) , no matter how creepy he might looklike, he will pull out a car, say "follow me", and start driving</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/5500320278734794842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/facts-about-puerto-rico.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/5500320278734794842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/5500320278734794842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/facts-about-puerto-rico.html' title='Facts about Puerto Rico'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-1283054690168227198</id><published>2008-04-08T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T15:22:57.243-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Why we get Addicted?</title><summary type='text'>The best way to get out of an addicted relationship, is to get addicted to another one. Cannot be more true. It doesn't cure anything of course, it just gets the snowball rolling. But honestly it works. It's like American politics, how are we going to end the Iraq War? A lot of times it is not the best of the good solutions, it's just the least worst of all the bad ones.But why we get addicted at</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/1283054690168227198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-we-get-addicted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/1283054690168227198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/1283054690168227198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-we-get-addicted.html' title='Why we get Addicted?'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-4573856376882077216</id><published>2008-02-21T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T14:21:11.408-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel'/><title type='text'>The Question</title><summary type='text'>To wait or not to wait, that is the question. I was sitting at the bookstore randomly going through the fashion magazines, and I was amazed by this interesting article about a woman decided not to have sex with her husband for 30 days, and she kept a tiny little diary about her feelings, her resistance, her struggle, her confusion, and her discoveries about herself. It was a week ago, almost. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/4573856376882077216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2008/02/question.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/4573856376882077216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/4573856376882077216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2008/02/question.html' title='The Question'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-8617402035105278131</id><published>2008-01-21T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T14:21:28.119-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel'/><title type='text'>The Swan</title><summary type='text'>I see people walking byI cannot walk, so I want to cryI hear birds singing in the skyOr are they laughing at me?For that I can never flyI stay quietly in the pondThinking how lovely is the sunshineAs my lonely afternoon quietly goes byWho dares to look down into the water?Who has that pair of caring eyes?I have been looking for youAnd a way back to you, my dear homeBut when I finally discover you</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/8617402035105278131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/swan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/8617402035105278131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/8617402035105278131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/swan.html' title='The Swan'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350614429795836661.post-1781737740604821845</id><published>2008-01-01T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T08:52:45.726-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>New Home</title><summary type='text'>Hey people,So I've decided to start this all English blog.Thank you for stopping by and enjoy.Cheers,deniseyezi</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/feeds/1781737740604821845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/1781737740604821845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7350614429795836661/posts/default/1781737740604821845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deniseyezi.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-home.html' title='New Home'/><author><name>deniseyezi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052876599557221715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DAKbnrOMwis/ShbK1WS5onI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g-z8wroXWDA/S220/danye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
