It's the passion that counts

The desire to write something about myself has gone stale for quite a long time, until recently, which I have gone through the book "Revolution in The Valley ". The book contains articles written by the core developer of the original Macintosh, yeah, the one released in 1984. They talked about the funny things happened during the development, from the very beginning (around 1980) which the project only contains a handful of people only, to the later stage, with well over 80 staff. You can indeed find many of the article from www.folklore.org.

There's a commonlarity among these people, the talent for sure but the most important is, the passion. They are truly in love in the project and this explains why everything can go into the details.

I envy these people, on their talent, as well as their opportunity to work like this.

But to be fair, I am a lucky one too, who can work with 2 passionated team-mate over the previous year and a half. We enjoy doing the project and has achieved something significant (at least by my standard), but I am greedy, I want to do it further without holding back.

This might be my only chance in developing a product, I hope this could be remarkable, and I can feel product of it.

My dad is a fighter

To live with the terminal illness is no easy task, it's not only the pain and un-comfort, but also what it has taken from you. Your capability in doing things you enjoy, your freedom to go around, and also the appetite to eat.

No matter what happened to him, he is still fighting positively against it, and do whatever he can in minimizing the impact it has given on him.

As his son, I keep wondering what would I be, if I am the one who suffer from this. I definitely won't have the patience to take the loads of medicine every day. And my temper will definitely goes bad against everything happened on me.

Dad, you are my hero and I will fight with you in every moment.