Monthly Archives: October 2010

小马姐今天太乌龙了…

昨天才写了篇日志标榜一下自己为新晋有车族,今天就杯具了…

下午去safeway买菜,因为搞了个flu shot,结账可以10% off,就放手多买了点,大概七八个塑料袋吧。推车到停车场,因为一肩背包,只能一手把塑料袋一个一个放到后备箱,只见此时一金发碧眼帅哥开了辆Acura等在我车位后,看来是停车场车位紧张,等着我一走就停进来。本人一大弱点就是见不得帅哥了,更见不得帅哥等我,索性把背包放进后备箱,腾出来两个手一起搬东西,兴冲冲搬完,把shopping cart还掉,回来本能的就把张着大口的后备箱“啪‘的一声关上了。

然后走到前门准备开车走人,突然觉得怎么一身轻啊… 完了,包放后备箱了,车钥匙在里面… kao… 手机钱包itouch笔记本,所有通讯工具都在里面,然后车还锁着,我又不是贼,车肯定打不开了,家又回不去,下午四点还约了去接人…

(情急之下还不忘跟帅哥摆了摆手,这车位您是甭想了,我是想走也走不了了…)

怎么办,怎么办,又走回safeway,正好门口有一工作人员在帮顾客sign up一个网络账号什么的,有个笔记本,我一看有戏,也不管丢不丢脸了,上去就说,不好意思啊,我有个emergency,车钥匙锁后备箱了(这是第一次),能借笔记本和你手机用下吗?

负责登记的safeway大姐超nice,直接把有她儿子头像的手机就递给我了,我感激涕零,赶紧找当时买车的mazda dealer电话… 喂,我钥匙锁后备箱了,怎么办啊?(第二次)。Dealer在san jose,说,我们这太远啊,而且也没有你的备用钥匙,你看能不能找你附近比较近的dealer问问啊?

得,继续查吧,看到melon park有另一家dealer,喂,我车钥匙锁后备箱了(第三次。。。我每说一次,周遭就会有顾客转回头看我一下…). Dealer说,我们这没这服务啊,你问问XX towing company吧。

啊… towing啊…是要把车拖过去那种吗?… 我寒了一下,又查到towing的电话

于是… 第四次,“我车钥匙锁后备箱了… ”,一姐们接到的电话,说,啊, 我帮你转Mike,他知道怎么搞,啊。。。 终于找到一能解决问题的了… Mike的line一切进来,我就能想象这是一重量级的老美了,声音超像美国电影里的打手保镖角色,先问了问我车停哪儿了,又问车里有没有能开后备箱的地儿,我说有,他说,好,我十五分钟之后到,我狂喜,说,我就在safeway前面等你,一asian female… 还没等我描述完自己的外貌特征,他打断我说,没事,我车超打眼,u can’t miss it… 莫非是传说中的拖车…

接下来十五分钟就一直在safeway front door做看门小妹,看到一辆大卡车开过就紧张一下。传说中的Mike到了,果然很彪悍,穿的跟小时候玩过的“街霸”里面的人物差不多… 把他的卡车停稳之后,操了家伙就朝我车走过去,我战战兢兢的在后面跟着。

接下来的两分钟让我明白了,车里真的什么贵重物品都不要放,贼真想要偷车里的东西,是多么多么容易…

Basically,他用了一块铁片,一个充气垫和一根长铁丝,铁片卡在门缝,给充气垫空间进入,垫子卡进后开始充气,弄开一个空间可以让铁丝伸进去,铁丝伸进去直接就把门上按钮按开了,整个过程不超过两分钟…

就这两分钟花了60刀,准确的说,是就在我关后备箱的那一刹那,花了60刀… 还好我车全险了,就算cover了…

Anyway,就这一个月,新手能遇见的杯具基本上都见识了,也被别人撞了,也撞了别人了,车钥匙也锁过了,还好都是minor issues,而且次次都吉人天相,犯乌龙之后又各种RP补救成功。

考虑到不经历乌龙怎能见靠谱,就算是快速成长了吧,还没交学费,值了…

小马姐

好像很多男生小时候都picture过自己第一辆车会是什么样子,而女生的picture对象常常是婚礼或者是未来老公吧。姐比较神经大条,这两样东西小时候都没好好想过…  难怪现在自己挑车,是抓到一个是一个…

一个月前,一个周六早上,哥们打电话问,怎么还没买车啊,放下电话我就开始琢磨,考虑那么多干什么呢,费心思半夜上网找个deal,跟private owner谈还闹一肚子气,长的皱纹都不够省的钱了。女生就是得给人疼的,把自己搞的太彪悍到时候就姥姥不疼,舅舅不爱了。然后一狠心,就在dealer那儿下手买了…

一时果断背后当然还有很多原因,比如之前也试过mazda的driving experience,觉得比较顺手,比如姐不喜欢没屁股(hatchback)的车,想要有传统后备箱的sedan或者coupe,比如已经看好了想要浅色的车(白色或银色),不想要深色的,比如当时跟着一起去的两个哥们都是帮我看车看了好半天了,自然也起了不小的推波助澜的作用,比如我当时已经at a point觉得不买真是既对不起自己也对不起观众了,这一切因素就在我看到这辆“银蓝色”(蓝银色?)mazda的时候完美的产生了化学作用,我被她从心理上征服了,于是就只能从物质上征服她了…

第二天过去把车开回来,晚上还开车载着哥们们去Cupertino吃饭,把车从Cupertino开回Mountain view那一路,顶着夜色走加州的高速,还是让我稍微有点shen… 加州高速车多速度快,换lane的时候前后通常都有车,出口不仅多而且常常还两个岔路口连一起,一不小心就走错路口,像我这种拿驾照超过六年,实际驾龄不超过一个月的人(还是一Asian Female Driver…),真是有够彪悍才敢这么开了…

不过,有了车,生活还是美好了一些…

来美国两年多,除了之前借朋友车的一两次,其余时间买菜,上课,吃饭,去机场,搞活动,没有哪次不是要别人接送的,以至于养成习惯,每次去超市就想要把一个星期的食物都采购完毕,从来不会主动去逛街除非有人一起去mall或者outlet,周六周日不会想要自己去哪里brunch一下或者喝个咖啡什么的,因为所有这些,之前都得跟人schedule,一schedule就麻烦别人不是,我又是特不想麻烦别人的人…

买完车第二周,想去超市买个眼药水,查了地址,自己下班之后就把车开出去了,到了超市,买完眼药水,想着顺便买点吃的吧,然后就觉得特不自然,想来想去,发现在这么长的一段时间里,我都从来,从来,从来没有自己一个人逛过超市,never… 总是either有开车带我来的朋友跟着,要不就是室友一起,总而言之,完全没有过一个人在超市,想看什么看什么,想逛多久逛多久的机会…  我想说“翻身农奴做主人”,然后再一想… 原来自由还是建立在物质基础上的… 这auto loan,保险费,油钱可不是白交的…

然后周五姐居然又一个人鬼使神差的把车开去hillsdale mall了,逛得昏天暗地才回家…

就这么用用车,才有点心理维系感,不然之前把车停车库里,两三天都不开(因为上班只需步行),自己都忘了车库里还停了匹小马这回事儿,觉得跟自己也没啥关系,直到多开了两天开车,才意识到,从出生到现在,跟自己联系最紧密,体积最庞大,最贵的一件physical object就是它了。有时候 脑中会闪过这样的念头,亲人都不在身边,就这辆车好歹还让自己觉得不那么alone,有那么那么小的一片地方,给你遮阳避雨,带你去想去的地方,有盏小灯,还有喜欢的音乐。我现在算是可以体会到为什么那么多人奋斗买房了,这样庞大的物质感,归属感和“拥有感”是很多别的东西取代不了的。这个世界上很多东西都会换,很多东西会消逝,很多东西也都是无形的,承诺,时光,工作,恋人甚至亲人,有形的这些东西,贬值也好,折旧也好,it’s always gonna be there, it’s not gonna leave you behind.

btw,再感触下,最近发现有一位朋友居然有老婆一年多了,然后上大学的时候花痴过的两位美女姐姐居然也都嫁作人妇。我很想很想为他们高兴,但是心里那份觉得青春年少不再的感触狠狠的把该祝福的情绪压了下去,又或许是“羡慕嫉妒恨”吧?我还挺怕再听到有哪个好朋友要结婚了的讯息… 是真还没准备好长大吧…

有次跟Simon说,我可还没准备好结婚啊,他一脸诧异,谁说要娶你了啊?

Goodbye, girl (8)

I started writing this on my plane from NYC to SFO, and now, it’s been exactly a month since I moved to the west coast. And, right, I am still writing it 🙂 I don’t think there’ll be an end if I am continuing counting all those trivia and important things Chen and I have experience together.

In the last month we lived together, Chen kept on telling me: you know what, I will NOT cry when you leave, cause I just want you to forget me, and I am really not sentimental (and her classic look of raising her brows and smiling with one side of her month tilted, LOL). I think I believed her at that moment. She’s better at controlling emotions than I do, i guess.

But then on the farewell party, we both cried when I was singing something (couldn’t remember the song). I never asked what she was thinking at the moment when she was crying. For me, it was not necessarily I think leaving is a sad thing, it’s more of, right, so this girl, that I have lived with for one year, her smile, ways of living, things we did together, everything, now has to be put a period mark after that. Even if we could write to each other, talk to each other, keep in touch like all those good friends will do, I knew it’s never gonna be the same. It’s saying good bye to that part of my life. I can go back to Ithaca literally whenever I want, but things will be complicated. I’ll carry on my life, like she carries on with her phd. When we meet again, we’ll both have different life experience and stories we can share. It’s a good thing that we got to move on to new stages of our life, but at the same time, we are not and I don’t think we could go back to that previous page of the book we read or wrote together.

Ithaca will not be the Ithaca that I lived, Chen will not be the Chen whom I knew and I will not be the same either. People sometimes say things remain the same, well, when they say that, I think they mean “mostly.”  What’s unchanged is changing itself. I remember Mitch told me that when I moved from China to the U.S.

A month ago at CTB, when Catalina was celebrating her passing her dissertation defense. I am sure she went a bit tipsy (come on, who doesn’t do that after finishing 6 years of studying in Ithaca), but one thing that I remember she told me, and made sense to me was that, all the things that you thought you said goodbye too, will be embedded in memory, your life, become part of you which will always be there.  The experience changes you in a profound way, it’s like, me, this girl Sally, whom I will live with for the rest of my life, will always has a part of “Chen” in her, will always has a part of “Ithaca” and “Cornell” in her. All these experience we acculated eventually made us to be the people we see when facing the mirror everyday. Just heard it from someone last night, instead of spending time yearning about the past, being sad about the fact that we had to say goodbye, a wise attitude to look at it is how fortunate I had her in my life, and how appreciate I should be to the memories we shared and created together.

Perhaps it applies to everything else I experience in Cornell (Peggy, Wendy, Fidel, Xuan, Jing, Chris, Summer Hills guys, Chorus, etc.) everything else in my very first two years in this extrordinary, crazy, wierd and super cool new country USA. Every day we lived becomes an invisible history that will shape our future, and the important thing is that,

I had you, my dearest Chen, by my side, for all these golden and white days we had together. You have changed and will keep on changing me (in a good way ;D).

(thanks for shenwei for the nice photo shots)

One week after I left Cornell, there’s one day I am sitting in the back seat of a taxi in NYC, and all of a sudden I wanted to know what Chen’s been up to, and the next second I realized she’s hundreds of miles away from me, and 3 days later, she’ll be thousands of miles away from me, the feeling of we are physically so distant away from each other immediately brought me nothing but tears.

Good luck Chen, and I will see you soon.